Performance of a Lifetime

First encounters

It was just another fall day, me walking to the store to get what I needed for the day. I shouldn't have to do this though. I should be in the UK shopping in designer stores, ordering room service whenever I was hungry, but no. I was left her in a not-so-designer- town, in Ontario, Canada. "Excuse me!" I heard someone call to me. Normally in a town like mine, I wouldn't even look to see what kind of creep was calling me, but this, this was different. They sounded like they had an accent, Irish maybe? I  turned to see who was running up to me and there standing before me was Niall Horan. Keep calm..keep calm. I was think to myself. "Can you give me directions to the Best Western hotel?" he asked, giving me a smile.

"Uh..yeah. you just continue down this street, once you go over the bridge keep going straight until you come to Wayne Gretzky Parkway. There turn left and keep going until you see an off ramp, turn down that and continue going straight and you'll be there." good thing I lived in a small town. Only 92,000, other wise I wouldn't have been able to give him directions. He was typing it into his phone, giving me the chance to check him out. He was wearing his tan chino pants, with a fitted red polo. He had on his white high tops and was wearing his aviators. His hair was mostly brown.

"Keep going straight when we get off the ramp?" he said, not looking up from his phone.

"Uh, yeah." I said, giving him a smile he didn't see.

"Thanks." he said, giving me a smile as he turned and jogged back to his van. I watched them drive away, hoping they didn't see me stare after them.

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I got home and logged onto facebook. Checking my notifications and 1 message before I made my status.

Omg, you'll never guess who asked me for directions on the way to the store!! Niall Horan!!!

About 3 minutes later at least 7 people who I knew were directioners liked my status. My best friend Sammy commented saying :OMG! Did you freak out!?

I quickly replied and logged off. I made some hot dogs and watched some T.v. The joys of being home alone, is that I can eat in the living room with out my mom yelling at me. I had to get back to school before lunch was over. I looked at the time and saw that it was 12:00 pm and lunch ended at 12:20. "Oh no!" I said rushing to put my shoes on and running out the door. It took me 25 minutes to walk to school and if I was late for class Mr. Lawson was going to freak.

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I rushed into the school doors and went straight to my locker. I put the combination and opened the locker door, throwing my coat in. I had 3 floors up to go to my math class. "Great.." I moaned to myself, it was 12:26 by the time I got to my locker. I rushed up the stairs and got to the class door just before he shut it.

"Well, look who's here." said Mr.Lawson, ushering me in,

"Sorry I'm late, Mr.Lawson, but I was giving directions to someone." I sat at my desk and took out my pencil, calculator and math binder.

"Yeah, 'Niall Horan'," said one of the snobby girls in my class. She claimed she was a Directioner, but really she just liked Harry and only knew What Makes You Beautiful.

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It was after school and I was walking home with my best friend Sammy. "So did you really meet him?" she asked excitedly. Niall was her favorite member in the band..mine to.

"Yea, but we didn't really talk. I just gave him directions and he left." I said, shrugging my shoulders like it was no big deal. But it was! "Let's change the subject. Have a boyfriend yet, Sammy?" I asked, knowing the answer would be no. She hasn't had any luck with relationships and I don't know why. She's beautiful. She has perfectly curled, golden blonde hair that hangs just below her shoulders. She has emerald green eyes with perfectly long eyelashes, she has freckles on each cheeks. She doesn't have the biggest chest, but that's ok. She's not tall, but she's not short. 5'6" is her height. Just perfect. She's skinny, but not too skinny.