I wake up the next morning with the sun beaming through the glass window by my bed. I throw my blanket over my head trying to keep the light out of my eyes. I finally just get up. I make this weird yawing noise. I shake my head and then I walk to the bathroom. I feel like a tired mess. I look in the mirror to find that my hair is all messed up, my make-up from yesterday makes me look like a raccoon, and then my breath smells terrible. I hate the smell of morning breath. Yuck!
I grab my toothbrush and brush my teeth. After I get done I go back into my closet and grab some random clothes. A t-shirt and a pair of shorts. I go back into the bathroom to runmy shower. I feel like crap when I woke up so I am hoping a shower will help. I step into the shower and come out 20 minutes later. Long showers are one of the best things ever. I change into my other set of clothes and just let my hair air dry. The bed is calling my name again. I don't want to go anywhere today I just want to sleep. Sleep sounds amazing right now. I guess since I dreamed of meeting Niall Horan last night and he liked me seemed great I just want to go back into my dream world. I want to relive everything. Before I do, I check my phone one last time to see if I had any messages. I look at my call list and I see 'Niall<3' with a number under it. This can't be happening. Why is this happening. Well why is this happening to me?
A message comes across my screen. 'Hey babe, I hope you had a great nights sleep. I hope I can see you soon. xx'. It's from Niall. This feeling of happiness comes over me. I feel like I can't stop smiling. It is the best feeling I have ever felt in a very long time. So I reply to him. 'Yeah, I did. Thanks. Me too! (:'.
I hope I can see him soon. I do. I don't that sleep is going to happen now. I am going to go and get ready. I blow dry my hair and straighten it. I put on some make-up and put on some really cute clothes. Heels will not be worn, the sneakers are coming out. As I get done primping I head to the park. It sort of a windy day for being summer. My hair is most likely going to be all wild if I do see Niall. I see a blonde haired boy sitting on the bench that me and Niall met yesterday. So I sit on the bench where I see the blonde haired boy. I turn to see tehe blonde haired boy's face. Is it Niall i ask myself? I look and see the same blue eyes that I fell head over heels for. He turns his head all the sudden. It is Niall.
"Hey, Niall." I say with a smile. He looks at me.
"Hey love!" I hear that sweet irish sounded voice. I love his accent.
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I Dare You To Love Me
FanfictionThis is no normal love story. Well yeah, it has the noraml girl meets boy and falls in love, but what about the tragedies that lead the boy and girl to their love or the passion for something more that make them perfect. Maybe it is a normal story...