Our Love (1D Fanfic)

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

(2 years later)

Thank god, it's Friday. I can actually sleep! This week's been so stressful and annoying. It's hard to believe I made it. Last Wednesday, my boss told me to do all of the shifts of Lisa, a lazy waitress who also works in the diner, because she went on vacation with her boyfriend.

Wonderful, isn't it? You know what else is? I didn't get paid double for all of this crap.

Best. Feeling. Ever.

I drop my backpack and lie on the couch. Sigh, it feels so good to be lying down. I feel like a kid who just got home from their last day of school. I love that feeling. It's like simple freedom. I grab my iPod and listen to some songs.

Replace Your Heart by The Wanted starts playing.

Oh, that reminds me. I made a cover of this song. It was such a beautiful song. My favorite part is the chorus...

"You know I never want to hurt you 

I don't know why I'd ever want to 

Oh oh oh

There's no comfort in another face 

So are you gonna let it go to waste 

Oh oh oh

I keep on tryin'  

But how can I buy in 

When they don't compare to you 

No oh" I sing along.

"Charlotte... I've always loved you."

An old voice suddenly plays inside my head. Niall? That's weird.

I never really thought of him after what happened back then. It took me a really long time to get over him. I tried calling him to apologize but he wouldn't call back. Even in school when I greet him; he wouldn't answer back.

After a while, I got used to his ignoring and moved on. Soon, he left Ireland for the X-Factor. Now, he's as famous as ever. I remember we used to post covers in his YouTube account. Everyone thought we were adorable and we were dating.

He deleted all of them last year.

I miss those days. I miss us.

Most especially, I miss Niall. The old one. My protector, my cover mate, and my best friend.

I'm thinking too much all over again. I pause the song and check my Twitter.

I see all the compliments of kind followers who have watched my covers. Some, I've actually met them. They're very nice and welcoming. I see I have one new direct message and decide to read it.

Once I open it, my jaw drops. Tom Parker.

He's seen my cover of Replace Your Heart and found it amazing. He's here. In Ireland. He wants to meet me on Sunday. In the Mini Café.

Somebody hold me. Someone from The Wanted, wants to meet me. How cool can this get?

I start jumping around like a fool and scream loudly. Peace, to all of my neighbors.

••••••

"Hello, I'm Tom and this is my friend, Klaudia." Holy crap. Klaudia, so pretty. She was wearing a beige blouse with black pants. Her hair was long and black. Tom and her actually look cute together.

"Are you okay?" She asks me. "Huh? Oh yeah! I'm, I'm good. Just a bit star struck, I guess." I anxiously reply. My hands are sweating. I continuously wipe them on my skirt. Suddenly, a hand touches them. I stop and look see it's Tom.