Chapter Three

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Niall! He called me! I am freaking out right now! Oh my god!

"Hey." I say with a smile but of course he can't see it.

"I wanted to call you before I get in the car to go to the hotel. I have something to tell you as well."

"Okay, what is it?

"Well have you heard of a band called One Direction?" the irish accent echos through the phone.

"Yeah, why?" I asked even though I know what he is going to say, I am kind of worried about what he might say.

"Well," he takes a deep breath, "I am in the band. I am Niall Horan." I can hear the nervousness in his voice. Normally a girl would not be upset at all over this. She would want to go out with Niall, but not for his looks, kindness, or his personality, but for his fame and fortune.

"Niall, I am going to be honest, I did not even recognize it was you. I walked into a store and seen a poster of you and the rest of the boys and then I seent that it was you.", I sigh," I enjoyed your company and I didn't even know you were famous. So don't expect a screaming fan girl. I like you for the you that you were being."

"Really, wow. I didn't understand why you didn't ask me for an autograph or a picture when you saw me. I was shocked. But thats good that you didn't do that because it kinda scares me when fans come running up and screaming at me." I hear a laugh come out.

"I can see where that would bother you. It would bother me." I give a little chuckle.

"Okay, well babe, I have to go. I will call you tomorrow. Bye love!"

"Bye Niall." I say. I hang up the phone and lay back down. I can't stop smiling. I get myself to fall asleep. I hope I dream of him. I hope.

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