I just kept walking, where was I going? I had no idea. I felt sweat drip down my face, as I took my jean jacket off, I tied it around my waist. As the Summer's air beat down across my face, I slowly scanned my scenery. There were tree's every, but just up ahead I could see some light, and what looked like a little Café.
I quickly made my way over to the little Café. It had an 80's theme to it. It felt more like home then what I had just ran away from.
I sighed.
"Everything okay, hun?" The waitress asked, as she handed me a coffee.
"Yeah, just fine." I gave her a fake smile.
"Okay, well if you need anything, just ask." She left to go serve the man sitting next to me.
I suddenly felt my phone ring as Daddy's Little Girl By Jesse McCartney blared through my phone's speakers.
"Hello?" I hesitatingly asked.
"Ello, this is Niall Horan and I'll be your star-caller." A voice told me with some kind of an accent.
"Um what?" I asked, clearly confused as to what was happening.
"I'm Niall Horan and I'm your star-caller." He said again.
"What's star-caller?" I asked.
He laughed.
"It's where a celebrity calls a fan." He explained.
"Well I didn't sign up for this?" I said but it came out more as a question.
"Well then someone did it for you, a friend maybe?" He suggested.
"I don't have any friends." I blurted.
"Oh, well then you're lucky, because I'll be your friend." He stated.
"I don't even know you." I laughed.
He laughed too.
"Well, that's what I'm here for, you get to know me." He explained.
"Who are you though?" I asked.
"Niall Horan." He told me.
"Who?" I asked.
"Niall Horan from One Direction?" He said but it came out more as a question.
"I've heard of the band but I don't know who you are." I laughed dryly.
"Well it's time for me to go, hope you had fun on star-caller." A radio person came on.
I hung up. Well that was an interesting conversation.
I put my phone back in my pocket. I called the waitress over again.
"What would you like?" She asked.
"Um, I just want the potato." I answered.
She left just as my phone vibrated in my pocket.
I had a text from an unknown number. It read:
Hey, it's Niall, we just talked on the phone
Me: Hey?
I quickly saved him in my phone as The Niall River. I laughed because I thought it was funny. I know I'm lame.
TNR: I wanted to know more about you that's why I got your number from the radio person
Me: Oh, well what do you want to know?
TNR: Everything
Me: Let's take baby steps J
TNR: ok....what's your fav color?
Me: Blue, wbu?
TNR: Me too! See we have so much in common ;)
Me: No we don't -__-
TNR: I disagree, but anyways, why did you say you had no friends?
Me: Cause I don't
TNR: Why?
Me: Is that any of your business?
TNR: Yes
Me: Fine you want to know why?
TNR: Yes please
Me: I'm bullied a lot, and I just ran away from home....that's all I'm telling you
He never replied after that. I knew it, I scared him away. Oh well, I was always alone in this world.
I sighed.
But I didn't even tell him everything, and he's already scared? If he only knew.
I was deep in thought when I felt my phone blare from my pocket.
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