I finished the song, and looked down at the delicate rose, picking it up in my soft hands. It felt like real soft velvet, it was a red velvet rose and it was beautiful. I looked up to see the face that had dropped this in my case, but it was one blonde haired boy I thought I would never lay my eyes on in person. It was Niall Horan, from one direction.
I knew a little about one direction, I wasn’t a fan, but yeah there music was good. I had seen them on TV, posters pretty much everywhere. I did have a kind of soft spot for Niall as I thought about it.
His blue vibrant eyes looked down at me, he was wearing chinos, a white tight short sleeved top, black converse and some bracelets on his wrists. He had soft light skin, blonde shiny hair, white teeth and a smile that could melt anyone's heart.
“You truly have an amazing talent.” He said with his gorgeous Irish accent. his eyes were so blue they almost looked fake, could he be an angel? Bloody hell.
“Thanks,” I said smiling and putting my guitar down, trying to act as normal as possible. “You play guitar too, don’t you? “ I asked, already knowing the answer. “Yeah I do, but not as good as you, I can assure you that.” He chuckled. God dam that laugh.
I looked him up and down again, I couldn't resist. Look at that smile……no! Sophie! snap out of it and talk to him and don’t act like such a freak.
“I’m Niall, by the way, Niall Horan.” He said shaking my hand. Wow his hands were soft, I thought again, not even thinking about telling myself off.
“Oh, yeah I know “I stuttered. I sounded silly and felt embarrassed, but Niall just laughed. He sat next to me and fiddled with his bracelets, he looked nervous, but why, I wasn’t going to eat him.
“Well I would have thought so, almost every girl does.” He relpied. I laughed back at him, he flashed back me his cute braces.
“Thanks for the rose, its beautiful.” I smiled holding it, starring at each of its shiny pedals.
It was such a beautiful rose, it shined in the sun as I held it up, and looked just as good in the darkness.
“Not as beautiful as you…” Niall muttered under his breath. But I heard him and smiled, my cheeks filled with a cherry red. Did he really think I was beautiful?
“You sing like an angel, you know that? Truly you do.” He grinned looking deep into my ocean blue eyes, trying to cover up what he just said.
“I get that a lot. I just do it for the joy of it, to lighten up the streets, it really warms my heart, you know.” Wow, I felt stupid after I said that, it warms my heart? Really? Oh gosh. But I guess it was the truth.
“You probably think I sound weird, don’t you? “ I smiled and looked down at my converse, bitting the top of my lip.
“No, no. I think what you said was beautiful, I think that way when I sing.” He told me. Phew. Glad he agreed. He was my dream guy, funny, cute, understanding and was just like me. He sang, I sang, he had blonde hair, so did I, he had blue eyes, I had blue eyes.
He played guitar, I played Guitar. Perfect match.
I smiled at him; he was the most amazing person and the only one that made me smile that much since my father’s death. But I had just met him; I can’t fall in love straight away, Can I? Is there such thing as love at first sight? No, He is just being friendly. But had I found my prince charming?
“Ermm, did you want to go grab something to eat or drink, like a small date, Nandos perhaps?” He asked scratching his blonde hair behind his ears.
“thanks, but I better be going.” I said and got up quickly. Not even thinking about my answer.
“No, wait, at least can I know your name?” He said holding back my hand. He had determined eyes. I knew he didn’t want me to just slip away, I could tell.
“It’s Sophie.” I replied and his hand slipped from mine.
“I’m sorry, I must leave.” I said pulling back my hair from my face. I was so confused, why must love for me be so confusing. Was this even love? I was acting so stupid, how could I ever in the world have a chance with Niall Horan? Really? This wouldn’t work with a girl like me, and a boy like him. Even if we became friends, he would just ditch me for fame. I had to leave it be.
“Can I just tell you something? Please?” He said urgently, with his puppy dog eyes.
“Ok, what is it?” I said giving in and packing my bag.
He picked up the rose and placed it in my hands holding it tightly. The wind was getting colder, I could feel it on my skin.
“As I came out of the shops today, I heard your voice. I followed it, running down the street desperate to find out who made that remarkable sound. I found a crowd, looking through it I found you Sophie. And I have found the most amazing talented girl. Don’t let go of this rose, I want you to have it, please.” He pleaded.
“Niall, I’m sorry, but a girl like me and a boy like you will never work out. I think you’re a really nice guy, but it will never work. I am not for you, I’m sorry, and goodbye.” I finished. Holding the rose in my hand tightly, I got on my cherry bike and rode off onto the motionless street. Did he just want to be friends, or was he asking to be more?
I never looked back, thinking of how that should have never happened. But I kept thinking, what have you just done, letting go of Niall Horan? But No, you were right, it would never have worked, you’re an average girl and he is a world known guy in a boy band. Things kept buzzing through my mind springing up and down side to side. I looked at the rose in my hand; it really did feel like velvet, I laughed to myself.
As soon as I got home, I raced inside and sat on my bed, running through my mind all these things. Did Niall Horan really come to me and talk to me? Did he say he thought my voice sounded like an angel? But it did happen, and it happened today.
"Did you get milk?" My mum shouted.
Dam! All the singing and talking to Niall got in the way. "Sorry! I forgot." I shouted and sighed. Mum made a grunting sound, maybe she wasn’t in a good mood after all.
I slumped into the blankets on my bed and planted my face into the pillow. I stroked my blonde hair and thought to myself. I looked up at the roof, starring.
Did Niall Horan from one direction like me?
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Red Velvet Roses (Niall Horan Fanfiction)
FanficSophie, a 18 year old girl, living in London and lost her father in a car accident. Her life she thinks is terrible, but it all changes. She buskes on the streets of London, every Saturday since her fathers death. But on one Saturday its different...