A Thousand Years Will Not Make me Forget- A Niall Horan Fanfic

A Romantic Spin On The Day

A/N: ¡Hola! Hi! Hej! Salut! Ciao! Halo! Halló! Aloha! So did you guys like my intro? I said hi in Spanish, English, Danish, French, Italian, Swedish, German, Icelandic, and Hawaiian! Just for those people who can't speak English 😉. Speaking of which, do you speak a second language? If not, which language would you want to learn? I am learning Spanish rn :)

*Dream*

I woke up. I wasn't in the hotel bed, but in a hospital bed. What was going on? I looked around. A couple was sitting in chairs around me. The other person was Liam. Who are they? I wanted to ask. What's going on? But he was just sitting there, motionless. Suddenly he looked up at me.

"Ashlyn. Wake up!"

*End of dream*

I woke up. I sighed. "Another nightmare?!"

"I guess. You okay?" Liam asked.

"Uh yeah, what are you doing here?"

Before he could respond, Hanna greeted me.

"You slept in again!" She stated.

"Yep." Then I realized I had to get ready for the Ellen show. "What time is it?"

"It's 9:00 AM, why?" Hanna asked.

"I've got to get ready for the interview!" I exclaimed, running to the bathroom.

I quickly dove face first into the shower. I slammed my head on the ground. "Ow, that hurt!" I exclaimed. I continued with the shower.

I got out and snaked a towel around my body. Then, I heard a creak. Niall opened the door.

"Umm..."

"Oh sorry, I was just making sure you were okay." Niall said. He walked out of the bathroom.

I picked out a blue dress that Louis had purchased for me. It was a royal blue color, and it looked relaxing. It was formal but it could be casual. I put on some sparkly earrings and some makeup.

"Are you almost ready?" Niall yelled from another room..

"Yeah." I walked out of the bathroom.

"Okay we should head to the building now." Niall quickly grabbed my hand. It sent chills down my neck.

Everyone seemed to fit in the van, but it was definitely tight.

"Really, guys, we can take a taxi." May suggested, but they thought it would be best if we compactly rode in the van. It didn't make sense, but it was their car.

Liam quickly set up the GPS.

"The show starts in 30, and there's the morning traffic. We can't miss any turns." Niall explained.

"Okay." I understood.

Liam started the van. "In 1/2 of a mile, turn left on Main Street." The GPS directed.

After a little chaos, we arrived on time. It seemed hectic and the boys struggled to keep calm.

"It's fine." Niall tried to calm Liam.

"No it's not," Liam snapped, "This is chaos."

We made it to the floor.

"You go onstage first," the cameraman directed.

"Okay...so what do I do?"

"Walk down the stairs, Ellen will be sitting in one of the chairs. Try to keep calm and be yourself." He explained.

"Okay, thanks." The makeup people came in.

They fixed my hair and makeup. Mascara, eyeliner, blush, eyeshadow. Everything was thrown all over the place. Jeez, I thought, do I really look that bad?