Stole My Heart (a Niall Horan Fan Fiction)

Chapter 2

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Niall's POV

I scrolled through my mentions, smiling at some of the tweets I received. Replying to one quickly, I made my way through the screaming fans, occasionally looking up and smiling at them. "Niall, Niall!" "I love you!!" "Niall, you Irish lad!!" "Niall, where's Louis?" Ouch. That last comment hurt. I replied all the other three fans who blushed and one of them cried.

"Niall! Hurry!" Paul, our security guard, barked, glaring at the fans. I patted his back, telling him to chill. Getting into the van, Paul slammed the door and got into the front seat beside the driver. The other boys were all going on their separate nights - Louis with Eleanor, Harry with some friends, Liam with his family, Zayn with Perrie and I had just came out of a pub after spending a night with my lads.

My night was awesome but sometimes, it felt a little lonely even though I had my 4 friends with me. A girlfriend would be nice. Too bad I haven't met a girl my type yet.

Sighing, I sprawled on the seat and went through my schedules. One event totally stand out even though it was not highlighted or anything. It was a autograph signing in Singapore. Wow! That's unusal. We normally don't go to Asia often.

I closed my eyes and relaxed, wanting to take a nap. A sudden jolt prevented me from taking a nap. I sighed. Seriously?! Can't even the car be good just for once and let me sleep?! I stopped myself from thinking anymore as I realised how unreasonable I sound. Must be the loneliness, I thought.

Almost immediately, my mind flashed a picture of Zayn and Perrie together. Beside that picture, was a picture of Louis and Eleanor holding hands while walking on the street. I pushed those thoughts away, realising how desperate I am for a girlfriend.

Shoot.

Layla's POV

Screaming, I picked up the dress that was lieing on my bed. "How about this?" I held up the dress and put it against my body. Alicia frowned, tilting her head once in a while. After a few seconds, she grinned and said, "Perfect."

"YES!" I said, grinning. We were trying out dresses to wear to the signing and we were currently working on my look. "I need something bold and wild and carefree. To capture Niall's attention."

Alicia snapped her fingers, a playful smile on her face. "Got it," she said slowly. I squealed in delight. Alicia was the Queen of Makeovers. She can probably turn a beggar into someone who looks like the prince. She was THAT awesome.

I hugged my best friend, giggling. "Thank you, Alicia!!" I exclaimed. "No problem my Layla," she said, bowing. I giggled like a little kid and proceeded to the makeup table, letting her work on my face and hair.

I closed my eyes, thinking of the day I'll meet 1D. Like, FINALLY!! I've been waiting ALL my life! Okay, maybe not all. But close! I could almost hear Niall's voice, calling me cute and hot. Then, he'll grab my hand, pulling me in for a kiss. Wait. Too unreal. Like THE Niall Horan from One Direction would think I'm hot.

I opened my eyes, frowning at my appearance. I wasn't the ugliest girl but neither was I pretty. Alicia was lucky. She had thick and wavy brown hair that went down her waist and super slim body. I on the other hand had waist thicker than any girl's. My eyes were okay, brown and sparkling. My smile was a little crooked because of my teeth and my nose was often teased for being a bit big. I scowled at the mirror at my refection. I hate myself.

Alicia looked at me and let go of my hair. She tilt my chin up to face her, "What's wrong, girlfriend?" I looked away and said, "Nothing." Alicia let go of my chin and frowned. "Sure, babe?" In Singapore, people don't call each other 'babe' but Alicia and I do because we think it's so cool and mature.

I smiled and muttered, "Really. Nothing." Alicia shrugged and continued working on my hair, complimenting me often. I love that girl!

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"OMG ALICIA!! I LOVE IT!!" I exclaimed, twirling around as I checked myself out in the mirror. Alicia had tied my brown hair into a perfect french braid and made my lips shinier with pink lip gloss. Plus, she had put lots of blush on, making my nose not so distintive. The mascara on my face really brought out my brown eyes.

Alicia smirked, a hand on her hips. "Like it?" she asked. I shouted, "ARE YOU KIDDING?! I LOVE IT!!" Turning around suddenly, I enbraced her in a feirce hug, pushing her onto the bed. "Get off me, Layla," she groaned, pushing me off. I giggled and she laughed.

Alicia touched one of my Niall posters on the wall and gushed with a squeaky voice, "Oh Niall! I love you!! Please marry me! I, Layla, want to be your wife!" I blushed and grabbed a pillow, throwing it at her. "PILLOW FIGHT!!"

As pillows landed everywhere on the ground, I made a mistake of looking at a picture of Niall. I always spend minutes admiring his picture and hotness. Wrong move, I thought as a pillow came in contact with my face. "HEY!" I glared at Alicia, who stuck her tongue out at me and exited my room, running down the stairs. I was hot on her heels, threatening to kill her.

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