The proposal (a Louis and Harry fan-fic)

Chapter 8. Problems in love

Nialls POV

I just spent the day in an interview with the press and I was driving home (well actually the limo driver was) when out of nowhere some kid on a motorbike swerves out in front of us. The other boys are in the car in front of mine that is Zayn and Liam we decided to travel in different cars so that we could drive by and pick up Louis and Harry. Anyway this kid swerved out and hit zayn and Liams car, I immediately ran out of my car and checked to see if the boys were ok only to find Liam with a blood nose and zayn making sure his hair was ok. He really is so vain.

I went over to check the motorcyclists pulse and he had so much blood lying around him and his jeans were torn to shreads exposing his pale and now red skin.

He spoke softly "was anybody hurt?" wow it wasn't a boy at all SHE had a soft, sensitive, sweet voice. I helped her two her feet with much squealing, although not from her from zayn and Liam trying to get me to leave the body and get going but I couldn't leave her there.

"na you guys go ahead I'll catch a cab and make my way over." I yell hoping that through all of the comotion the boys can hear me.

"sure see you there Nialler!" I don't know who that was but I assume it was Liam because Zayn was probably to busy fixing his very 'steep' new hair cut and making sure it was sitting right.

"ok!" I screech as the limo drives away in the opposite direction.

"well let's see what we can do about these nasty scratches and bruises shall we," I say as I ever so carefully take off her broken helmet and toss it away. It exposes her beautifully combed blonde hair and pale skin with very few imperfections, she has small freckles covering her nose and upper cheeks and a beauty spot underneath her dazzling light green eyes that sort of drew me in.

"what is your name," she questioned me, I assume she hit her head pretty hard or something because it was me, Niall from one direction, gees.

"that's unimportant, let's get you to a hospital, I'll just call a cab."

"ok, please be quick, my heads killing me,....... Niall."

Ok well she does know me then I assume she finally recognized my accent or something

"hahahahaha," I giggle at her hoping that she didn't have to think to hard to figure out who I was.

I dial 000 and get an ambulance over to pick her and myself up and it's not long before they arrive and take Riley her name is in the brightly colourded van with ecnalubma written in fluro red across the white bonnet.

(sorry this hasnt been proof read I had to do it really quickly so that you weren't left hanging for a whole week, thanks for reading, sorry for the shortness)