It Hurts Me (One Direction/Niall Horan Fanfic)

Chapter 1

Olivia's POV

July 20, 2 AM

To: <NiallOfficial@gmail.co.uk>

From: <livstephens.xoxo@aol.com>

Subject: I'm no ordinary fan girl

Dear Niall,

Well, first off, I would like to introduce myself, I am Olivia Stephens. I'm 17 and I live in Los Angeles, California with my two best friends.

 You are a huge inspiration to me. I'd really like to meet you one day. You have taught me it's okay to be different.

I am originally from Australia. I have an accent so I have a reputation for being different. I appear a ‘normal’ teenage girl, but I’m not.

Directioners are like family to me. They have helped me through tough times when my real family and close friends haven't.

I am currently going through depression. I self-harm and I’m not definitely proud of it. I've been involved with drugs since I was 14, I'm not proud of that either.

But every day I look past all the things I'm not proud of, and look at you, my idol.

You are the reason I am still alive today.

I thank you for that.

I've tried getting your attention before, but it has never worked. I send you tweet after tweet after tweet trying to get you to notice me. I've sent you fan-mail and never gotten a reply. So I decided to send you an email hoping to finally get your attention. If I do, I want you to know I love you for what you have done for me and please please please follow me on twitter. (@Livy1Dxoxo)

Hope to hear back,

Olivia xoxo

P.s. Just so you know, I love the other boys too, it's just you inspired me most.

Tell Harry, Liam, Zayn, Louis, Kevin, Paul, Baby Lux, Uncle Simon, Eleanor and Danielle that I love them. Thank you Niall, I appreciate it.

Now, just. Click. Send. I chanted to myself over and over again. What's the worst that can happen? Niall never replying? Maybe I should write an email to Liam as well... I'll sleep on the Liam one. I clicked send and got up from my desk.

 I walked towards my one of my roommates, Jessica’s room to see if she was in bed yet; sure enough there she was lying in bed with her boyfriend, Brad, on top of her kissing her on the mouth. I shut Jess' door out of common courtesy, not wanting her to be disturbed.  Jessica and Brad have wanted a baby ever since last month when Brad's niece was born. They went and visited Shayla, Brad's sister in the hospital.

They were kicked out of the hospital after a nurse caught them doing 'things' in a vacant room.

I shuffled my feet down the hallway of the apartment towards the kitchen. I stopped outside the bathroom, I heard the shower running so I knocked on the door before letting myself in. My other roommate, Michael, is in the shower.

He doesn't mind if we're in the bathroom when he's showering, he's a player and has wanted Jess and I in his pants since the day we met. Even though he's a player, he's my best friend, well since I've lived in America.

"Olivia? Is that you?" Michael questioned.

"Yeah, I'm just getting some things." I answered. I gathered up my small black case from underneath the sink, exiting the bathroom quickly. I went into the kitchen and grabbed my depression medication and went to my room.