Niall's POV
I was browsing shop windows waiting for Demi to show up. The media thought me and Demi should date, since she was a worldwide celebrity, but we are only friends. I met Demi Lovato when I was 10 but we didn't tell the media, rumours would only grow. I was shaken from my thoughts when I was hit. Wait what? I looked upwards to see a girl staring down at me looking flustered.
"Oh my god I'm sorry, I'm so clumsy, it's completely my fault, are you okay?" She looked so concerned.
She stood at about 5'6 as my mother would say, it's the height of cuteness. The girl was breathtaking, she had long auburn locks, warm green eyes and light freckles spread over her nose and cheeks. She had a few layers of makeup as if she was trying to hide something I could faintly see bruises that were starting to fade through her make up. Her petite frame was covered by jeans and a knitted jumper, a bit too much for summer weather if you ask me.
"No love don't be silly, it's okay, are you alright?" I asked and she blushed. Red looked good on her. "Yeah I guess, I'm a little embarrassed" she giggled adorably "How about I take you for coffee? My apology for being clumsy, if your not busy?" I was rather surprised she asked, she seemed so timid.
"I could never say no to someone as lovely as yourself or a latte" When I called her lovely the red spread across her cheeks again, she really wore it well.
"I'm Niall" I grinned sticking out my hand. "I'm Grace" she said shaking it. Beautiful name, it suits her well.
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Grace's POV
Oh god, he seems nice. Cute very cute, no he's muscly and has a smile that weakens my knees that's more than just cute. Then again that was like Ryan when we first met. No, push it out your mind he's not Ryan. Ryan was evil, charged with domestic abuse and locked up thankfully. He was no Ryan he was something else entirely.

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The Irish Boy Ate My Heart
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