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One

It was late, 2 AM to be precise.

So I guess you could also say It was early, But either way I had a craving for Starbucks and nothing better to do with my time, so I took a cab to the only star bucks in town open 24/7, all for a latte.

I was just about to order my drink, when the bell signally a customer walked in rang. All I could think was who could possibly be crazy enough to go to starbucks at 2am, besides me of course.

"Is there seriously someone else here right now? I told you we should've just gone somewhere else!" I dont turn around but I can tell its a boy speaking. He also seems to have an accent, possibly british?

I mumble my order to the short woman behind the register quickly and hand her 5 dollars, I feel the presence of more than one person in line behind me, I quickly shuffle out of the way to wait for my drink.

"I hate this place," Someone mumbles clearly annoyed as hell.

"Hey Zayn, shut up," A different voice hisses back.

"S'alright Harry calm down," Someone else chimes in, with a different accent then the first few, though I cant figure out the exact accent.

They banter back and forth using some very colourful words until the same boy with the different accent silences them, "Can we please just order our drinks and leave?"

Now aside from the machines making our drinks, and the quiet orders from the boys the coffee shop now has an eerie silence too it. Yet my mind keeps going back to the accent I cant identify, his voice sounds oddly familiar.

"Double chocolate chip frappe for Kaylee," I nod a thank you to the man who made my drink and grab it, then I make a fast beeline for the door with my head down. But seeing as I wasnt watching where I was going, I made a beeline straight into some strangers chest, spilling my drink all over both of us.

"Oh my god! I am so sorry!" I exclaim, quickly grabbing at napkins trying to wipe up his shirt. He politely picks my now half empty cup off the ground, whilze apologizing.

"Its fine, Im sorry too, I wasnt watching where I was-" He stops suddenly, reading my cup. For the first time, I meet his eyes and nearly drop my drink again, "Kaylee?"

His accent was Irish.

How had I been so oblivious not to recognize his voice immediately, 3 years was a long time, but not long enough to forget how it felt to be around my best friend. Standing in front of me was Niall Horan, and behind him was the rest of One Direction, looking confused as hell.

My heart is pounding loudly in my ears, so loudly Im afraid he may be able to hear it. My heart feels like its going to explode, from joy? sadness? shock? Nope, more like overwhelming fear and scrambling my brain for some logical excuse to make.

"Im sorry, have we met?" I ask as innocently as possible, though my legs are shaking as I speak.

He stares at me blankly for what seems like forever, to the point where I actually look behind me to see if I can distract him.

"Ni, your scaring her..." A boy behind us, Harry Styles I believe, tells him while inching towards us.

"Im sorry, I think you have me mistaken for someone else..." I tell him, looking at the ground avoiding his eye contact.

"No.." He mumbles, grabbing my hand, "Kaylee please."

Why does he care so much

Has he been looking for me this whole time?

Why do I care?

My heart is racing, the four other boys stare at me awaiting to hear what I have to say next. Frankly, I have no clue what Im going to say, but when I look up to meet his crystal blue eyes and see they are brimming with tears, I know I'll have to say it fast.

"Im really sorry, Im not who you think I am," I manage to say, my heart feels like its breaking the whole timw, but im doing this for niall.

I pull my hand out of his, and give him a small sympathetic smile before brushing past him, avoiding making eye contact with the ofher boys staring me down as I walk out of the coffee shop. Before leaving, I take a quick glance over my shoulder hoping to see Nialls face one last time. Instead I see 4 sets of eyes on me and Niall standing still where I left him with his back to me. In my head I say a ailent good to my lost friend and I urge myself out the door. Once Im out of the Cafe, it feels like everything hits me all at once, as if my brain just now processed what just happened. The last 3 miserable years of missing Niall come back, followed by good memories of when we were happy. These memories are followed by tears, tears shed for my friend that I lost, and its my fault. I had to get out of there, I wanted to pretend this night never happened.

My drink probably landed with a thud as it fell from my hands, but I was already long gone by the time it would've landed. I took off running, where? I had no clue, but I couldn't stand being anywhere near that place, I had to get away from him. I needed to escape my thoughts, even if it would just be for a while.

So I just ran, and cried until I couldn't run anymore, then I just cried.

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This is short I'm sorry, but yeah so I didn't know if i would bring them in yet but I wanted to really bad but she pretended not to know them so they will have to meet again *wink* *wink*

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