Blinded by Love

Cierra’s POV

“I’m tired of walking.” I complained. We had walked to the strip mall a few blocks from our flat.

“It’s just a little bit further. We’re only one block away.” Emily encouraged.

“Do you hear screaming?” I asked, stopping for a breath.

“Yeah. I do. But where is it coming from?” she asked, curious.

Before I had time to answer, I saw some boys running. I didn’t recognize them at first, and then it hit me. Literally. I was on the ground with five boys on top of me. They were not just any five boys. It was One Direction. One Direction was lying on top of me. Please excuse me while I fan girl. AHHHHHHHHHH! Okay. I’m back.

“Ow.” I whined.

“Oh. Um. Sorry.” Harry apologized. They all got up, and then helped me stand up. I gathered my bags and straightened out my clothes. Zayn was playing with his hair.

“Hi. I’m Cierra and this is my best mate, Emily.” I introduced us with a smile.

“Hi. I’m Liam, this is Niall, Harry, Louis, and Zayn.” He introduced the boys. Not that he needed to.

“We know who you are.” Emily answered.

“Right.” Zayn replied.

They all looked back and started to panic a little.

“Do you by any chance, know a place we can hide?” Louis panicked.

“Yeah. We live a block from here.” I smiled.

“Great. Lead the way.” Niall spoke up for the first time.

I started to run towards the house, trying to dig my keys out of my bag. Emily was behind me, with the other boys close on her heels. We got to the door and after a minute of fiddling with the lock, I finally got the door open.

“Make yourself at home boys.” Emily spoke.

“No! Don’t say that! Harry put your bloody clothes back on!” Liam scolded.

I looked and there was a half-naked Harry standing in the middle of my living room. Might I point out, that boy was fit.

“Do you guys want any water?” I asked, trying to make them comfortable.

“Yeah, but we’ll get it.” Louis assured.

“No. I insist.”

“If we were at home, and we asked our mums to get us something, they would tell us to get off our butts and get it ourselves. We try to be as independent as possible.” Harry explained. I nodded. They were down to earth. Unlike most celebrities.

Niall got up and got everybody some water. Even Em and me.

“Do you mind if we shower here?” Liam asked, “We’re all sweaty and I think we’re going to be here a while.”

“I’ll show you were the bathrooms are.” Emily pointed out. We had a decent size flat. It had three bedrooms and two bathrooms. I had an en suite. We also had a kitchen, a lounge, and a pool out back.

“Louis and I are going first.” Zayn called.

“What are we supposed to do?” Harry complained.

“Hang out here with us. We don’t bite.” I joked.

“So… um… Tell us a little about yourselves.” Niall suggested.

“Well, my names Cierra, but you can call me CiCi. I’m 18. I’m a model. I am originally from Alabama. That’s in the States. I have lived in the UK since I was 16. I am currently single. I am a huge One Direction fan. I also like the Biebs. I have a huge appetite, but I never gain any weight. I play guitar, and I sing a little.”

“Interesting. I see we have a lot in common.” Niall winked.

“Okay. My turn. My name is Emily, but you can call me Em. I have ADHD, but as long as I take my medicine, I’m fine. I am 18. I also model. I’m from the the US as well. Alabama to be exact. I moved here with CiCi. I am not in a relationship. I am a massive fan of your band. Not too much of a Bieber fan, but I like The Fray and The Wanted. I also like Adele. I like all kinds of music. I am not a big eater. I go to the gym once a week. I play piano, and sing a little.” Em informed.

“I see. I think we will get along pretty well.” Liam smiled.

“Since your fans, I don’t think we have to really introduce ourselves.” Harry laughed.

I blushed and looked down.

“Why are you embarrassed, love?” Niall asked.

“I’m not.” I lied. Niall James Horan just called me “love” and I just lied to him.

“Whatever you say.” He laughed.

“So, you wanna watch a movie?” Em suggested.

They nodded. We put in a scary movie. I love scary movies.

“What are we watching?” Harry curiously asked.

“Paranormal Activity 3!” I said, excitedly.

“Hey, love, why don’t we go make some popcorn?” Niall whispered in my ear. It sent shivers down my spine. I nodded.

We got up and went to the kitchen.

“My favorite room in the whole house!” I exclaimed.

“We have more in common than I thought.” He laughed.

I giggled a little and then blushed. I looked down.

“Don’t look down. You look cute when you blush.”

I blushed even more and looked down again. The floor was suddenly very interesting.

I felt someone lift my chin up. It was Niall. He was looking in my eyes.

“You have beautiful eyes!” he complimented.

“Thanks.” I whispered. I didn’t think he heard me.

He caressed my cheek in his hand. He pulled me closer. We were inches apart. He closed the gap and our lips met. I never thought I would kiss Niall Horan. I smiled into the kiss. I felt him smile, too.

He pulled away. Our foreheads touched. He kissed me on the nose. Then pulled away.

“We should probably get the popcorn.” I suggested, breaking the silence that had formed. It wasn’t an awkward silence though.

“I like your accent. It’s cute.” He mentioned. I still had my American accent. Emily had a deep southern drawl. I was starting to pick up a British accent.

“I could say the same for you.” I giggled.