You're My Everything ~ A Niam Story

Chapter 12

Niall's POV

I ran outside and hopped in my car. She right I am a faggot. I dont deserve Liam. I thought to myself as I drove down to the local pub. I arrived and hopped out of my car. I need to find a girl. I thought to myself as I walked in. I headed straight to the bar. After I had downed a couple beers, I decided to look around. I could already see that many girls were drooling over me. As I looked around, I spotted one girl that really caught my eye. She had curly brownish blonde hair, not unlike Liam's hair, and chocolate brown eyes. She had a small complex and looked about my height. She reminds me of someone. Liam. The name popped into my mind. That's why I'm attracted to her. She reminds me of Liam. She resembles him so much. Jesus Christ who is this girl? Against my will, I found myself being carried over to her table. She looked up as I came over.

"Hi there. I'm Niall." I said with a smile and sat down across from her.

"Hi, I'm Rachel. It's nice to meet you Niall." she said said returning my smile.

"So Rachel, what's a pretty girl like you doing at a bar on a Friday night all alone?"

"Well actually, my friends dragged me here. I honestly would rather be home." she says with a sigh.

"Well, Rachel, how bout you and me go around the corner to Starbucks and get to know each other?" I asked hopefully.

"I would love to!" she replies cheerfully.

"Well come on then!" I say and take her hand. We walk around the corner to Starbucks. We order drinks and take a corner table at the back. We exchanged numbers and started talking.

We sit and talk for what seems like hours. I learn tons of things about her. But the sad part is, she could be Liam's other half. Like seriously. Her favorite movie is toy story, she's from Wolverhampton, she loves turtles, she looks just like him, she's so sweet and funny, loves batman, but she is ok with spoons though...I think the fear of spoons is just a Liam thing...

"So Rachel, have you heard of the band One Direction?" I asked. Now I know what you're probably thinking. You're thinking "Niall everyone has heard of One Direction. The hell is wrong with you. YOU'RE NIALL FUCKING HORAN." don't deny it. I know you were. Annyyywayyy. I asked because this girl hasn't fan girled at all the whole time. And she's sitting across the table from Niall Horan.

"Niall, do you really think I'm that dim?" she asks with a laugh. I gave her a confused look.

"What do you mean?"

"Niall of course Ive heard of One Direction! Who hasn't?"

"So then you know who I am?"

"Of course! But I didnt fan girl in front of you because would you have asked me to come here if I did?"

"I suppose not..."

"See?" She says with a laugh. "So Niall, why are you out at a bar, late at night, without the boys or security?"

"Well its..uh..complicated.." I said, rubbing the back of my neck. She was smart enough not to press the subject and moved on.

"So, uh, have you been enjoying your time off from touring and what not?" she asks

"Oh yeah it's been lovely. Me and the lads have been really enjoying this down time." I say, relieved at the change of subject. We continued to talk like this for at least another hour.

"Oh gosh!" said Rachel suddenly, "I really should be going." she said standing up.

"Alright. Would you like a ride home?" I asked

"Oh that would be lovely! Do you mind?"

"Not at all." I said with a smile. We left the café and headed to my car back at the pub. I drove her home, and as she went to get out I stopped her.