Falling For Niall (Sequel to FIOD)

Chapter 1

(Chapter 1: Posted July 17, 2012)

You know that feeling you get when everything is about to change in your life? I get that feeling every time I wake up and go into the kitchen to see five boys. And no, these boys are not always fully dressed; you can blame Harry for that.

It had been exactly two weeks since the death of my fiancée, Logan. His funeral was scheduled for tomorrow. A Saturday: his favorite day of the week. The weather forecast was dreary; it called for freezing rain and absolutely no chance of sunshine. Logan loved rain.

I sighed and sat up in bed, yet another sleepless night. I woke up every morning hoping to find Logan next to me. I hoped it was all just a dream and that I would wake up and Logan would tell me that he loves me.

But, even I know dreams are deceiving. My life was anything but a dream. Not only was I grieving the death of my fiancée, but I was pregnant. Did I mention I was only twenty? I didn’t even have enough luck to be able to sit and home and stay in bed all day. No, that luxury was taken away the minute the boys made me move in with them. These were not just your regular boys; these were international boy band sensation boys, One Direction.

Before you judge me for complaining about living with the hottest boys of the time, maybe you should put yourself in my shoes. I basically live on a tour bus, I’m three months pregnant, my fiancée died, my ex-boyfriend is part of the band, and of course the little fact that I’m the only girl. Life couldn’t get any worse.

“Niall!” I screamed through the hotel room. We were currently in my home town, Chicago. The Irish boy came running into the room.

“What happened? Is it the baby?” Niall asked frantically. I broke into tears and Niall climbed onto the bed. It was our routine, he was my rock and I needed him. He wrapped his arms around me and sang songs into my ear. A smile crept onto my face as he sang my favorite song, A Team.

It's too cold outside

For angels to fly

An angel will die

Covered in white

Closed eye

And hoping for a better life

Niall cradled me in his arms. His intense blue eyes stared into my own blue eyes. Only one thing in my hectic life was certain right now. The only happiness I will ever find will be while in the arms of the one and only Niall James Horan, my best friend.

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“Are you ready Rhiannon?” The voice called from the other side of the door.

“One second Li,” I replied to my ex- boyfriend. I couldn’t say things were awkward between us, but it wasn’t normal either. I had gotten to know Danielle though; she and Eleanor were staying with us for now.

I opened up the door.

“You look beautiful Rhi,” Eleanor told me.

“Stunning,” Danielle agreed. Liam smiled and kissed my cheek.

“You look perfect. Now let’s go, Niall is waiting downstairs. The other boys are in the car already,” Liam told us. He intertwined his fingers with Danielle’s and walked down the stairs. Eleanor and I followed closely behind.

Niall was leaning against the door frame waiting for us. I subconsciously fixed my cream colored dress. I refused to wear black, Logan loved me in this dress and I fully intended on wearing it. Luckily I was still small enough to wear the dress, a small baby bump visible.