The Only Reason

Falling Hard

Niall. That's where i've seen him from. Niall Horan from One Direction. Why would he talk to me, though? He's got billions of girls shouting his name. What's so special about me?

"Hey, your number would look adorable in my phone," he winked. I asked for his phone, to put my number in, and i did. he did the same. "Can i walk you to your car?" he smiled. "Sure," i smiled.

We walked to my car. About halfway, he tried to grab my hand, i didn't hesitate. We only held each other's pinkys' thought, i didn't want to seem eager.

He looked at me, winking. I half smiled. We got to my car. I took my pinky away. "I'll call you, k?" he smirked. "Okay, see ya," i smiled. "Bye, Stella," he replied. He walked away, with half his hands in his pocket, giggling.

We got in the car, and drove home. It was very silent.

When we got home, Alvin went straight to the computer, like always. I ran right up to my room, and laid on the floor. I didn't really believe in true love, but maybe the universe could persuede me.

I mean, i didn't feel any different. I guess i just felt special cause a hot guy thought i was worth his time.

I couldn't stop thinking about him. I don't really know why. I had just met him. Why was i feeling this way? Why would Niall Horan waste precious time on me?

I didn't sleep that night. There were too many questions to be asked, i couldn't waste time with sleep.

I couldn't answer any of these questions. It's like my mind just blanked out everything except him. I stayed up all night just spacing out, staring at the ceiling.

My mom walked in that morning. I pretended to still be asleep. "Honey, wake up. Breakfast is ready," she said. "Okay," i stretched. I walked down stairs and got my food. My mom made pancakes & bacon, my favorite. My whole family sat at the table. Mom, dad, Alvin, and me.

"Stella has a boyfriend," Alvin stated. I blushed. "N-no i don't," i whispered. Both my parents looked at me. I denied it. "He's just a friend," i stuttered.

I looked down at my food. "Well, you've got quite the imagination, Alvin," my dad laughed. I continued to look down. "Im done," i whispered. I walked to the kitchen and put my plate in the sink.

I grabbed my phone i went outside in my backyard and sat in the grass. I thought about what would happen if i ever saw Niall again.

My hands were fiddling with the grass, just looking at the clear sky.

Then my phone rang. It was Niall. "H-h-hello?" i stuttered. "Hello love," he giggled. "Niall, hi," i said. "What are you doing?" he asked, his accent taking over my brain.

"I'm laying in the grass outside. What about you?" I asked kind of quiet. "I'-i'm still in bed," he answered softly. "I just woke up," we both laughed.

There was a silence.

"So, what's your full name?" he asked quietly. I giggled. "Stella Rose," i said, smiling. "Hmm, Stella Rose. Beautiful," he proclaimed.

I started to blush.

"Not as beautiful as your accent," i said. He giggled. "Oh no, i said that out load, didn't i?!" i yelled panically. "Ha, yes you did," he laughed. "Thanks," he said.

We both laughed. "Get this Niall, my brother thinks we're dating," i stated. Niall laughed. "Some imagination that lad has," we laughed.

That word stuck in my head.

Imagination.

I felt a little guilty. Maybe Niall thought we'd only be together in his imagination. I hope he doesn't think that.

"He is only 7," i whispered. "Yeah," he replied softly. "Well um i was um wondering if.." he stuttered.

"Uh, nevermind i-it can wait," he sounded anxious. "Okay," i answered. "Have a nice day, love," he giggled. "You too," i replied. He hung up. That phone call replayed through my mind the rest of the day.