Being Told You're Beautiful

BANG.

Please don't kill me.

It's results day tomorrow.

HELP ME.

And I think one (possibly two) of my best friends {one of which I don't really like} hate me.

Yay.

Happy times.

Aaaaaanyways.

Happy holidays! :) it's our last week here in caledonia before school starts.

Oh, and t-bar, hope Las Vegas was good.

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*Niall's POV*

I was here. Liam knew where I was. I mean, all that stranger danger stuff and the fact I'd never actually met her. So he insisted I kept him updated.

He threatened to cut off my Nandos supply for a week if I didn't.

And some people wonder why he's the 'Daddy'. Note sarcasm.

Prince street gardens. Beside the fountain. It was five to one. I had left extra time seeing as it wasn't my home city, to y'know, ensure I didn't get lost.

My best best disguise according to Louis.

Green hoodie, check.

SnapBack, check.

Sunglasses, check.

Jeans, check.

Supras, check.

Fake moustache, check.

Salt and Vinegar crisps, check.

Oh well, at least I wasn't getting stormed by fans.

Maybe it was an acceptable disguise.

I opened up my phone, and texted Hane.

'aloha! I'm here! Cant wait to c u! xx'

Don't diss the txt speke dude.

I'm lazy.

A huge bang. I jumped. Almost dropped my phone in the fountain.

I silently cursed.

No one else seemed to have heard the bang. Then I remembered. The one o'clock gun. Of course.

She was late. Easy conversation starter, SCOOOOREEE!

Five past.

Ten past.

Twenty past.

Half past.

I texted her again.

Quarter to.

I texted her again.

Two o'clock.

Was she really the girl I thought I knew? How did I know she wasn't just trying to get a photo of me to sell to the press? Why would she leave me like that?

I shouldn't have come. I should have listened to Zayn. He told me it was easier to meet someone in real life first. He was always trying to get me to hook up with girls and get a girlfriend.

Silly me for thinking that I actually had a chance with a girl liking me for me. not for the fame, fortune or money.

I signed. And stood up.

Head down, I started to wander through the gardens. I felt horrible.

"NIALL!"

I whipped around. I had been spotted.

There was a girl there. Blonde curls radiating around her, cascading down her body on either side of her beautiful face. Green hoodie. Clutching a bag of crisps.

She looked familiar.

Could it be?

An hour and a bit late..

But she seemed so familiar..

"OMG! It's Niall from One Direction!" a ginger girl wearing a green Superdry hoodie chucking a packet of crisps in the bin screamed, cutting over the first girl. She looked like a girl in Hane's twitter DP too.

Another dark haired girl ran up to him and yelled in his face "I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS MOMENT". She was carrying a bag with a green coat in it.

Soon there was more. And more.

Cue the torrent of screaming girls.

Until I could see the beautiful girl no more.

And I resigned myself to fake smile for photos, and sign all the multiple objects, all the while wishing Hane hadn't let me down.