I Dare You To Love Me

Chapter Two.

As I walk home I pass by this little store. It is small. The store is covered in posters of different bands. I see The Wanted, The Fray, Big Time Rush, One Direction, ect. They were all boy bands. As I pass by the One Direction posters I examine them. I look closesly to them and realize that Niall looked similar to the blonde haired boy on the poster. The closer I looked the more odvious it was. Niall was Niall Horan from One Direction. My mouth drops. My hands start to shake. I can't believe it. Niall, someone who is loved and wanted by millions of girls, wants to talk to me. I can't understand this.

I walk out the store with thoughts running through my mind. I don't understand why Niall wants to talk to me. Is it because I didn't ask him for an autograph when I saw him. Or a picture? Was it because I was some how attracted to him? Was it because I was nice to him unlike some other fan who would crowd around him and bother him? Why was he interested in me? Why?

I make it back to my house. I walk through the door. "Dear, I am sorry for what I said please forgive me." my mother tells me.

"Its okay, just let me go to my room okay?" I say just wanting to get away from her.

"Okay, I love you."

"I love you too mom." I murmer as I walk up the stairs to my room.

I open the door. My room is a nice size. It is blue and black. I have a couch to match the walls in one part of the room, a daybed by the large window. I have a walk-in closet with a door inside it that leads to a private bathroom. I have no brothers or sisters so I get basically whatever I want. I may get whatever I want but I have to work for it as well. Not everything is handed to me.

I flop onto my daybed and just lay down and think. It is the beginning of the summer going into my senior year and I have already had a falling out with my mom and then I find a boy whom I don't understand why he has an interest in me. I lay there and just chill. My eyes start to close then I can't control them. I am asleep.

I wake fifteen minutes later to my phone ringing. I keep hearing, 'Starships were meant to fly, hands up and touch the sky, wont stop cause were so high, lets do this one last time'.

"Hello?" I ask coming out of a dead sleep.

"Hey babe, its Niall."