Finding Your Love (A Niall Horan Fanfic)

Chapter 1:

He smacked my face as hard as he ever had. Blood poured out of my nose. I layed on the floor crying until he drove away.

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I woke up, sweat dripped off my brow. It was just a dream, Hannah, shake it off, I think to myself.

I looked over at the clock, it was seven a.m. School started in two hours. I made myself get out of bed, I knew if I procrastinated I would never make it out.

I hurried in the shower, got out and brushed my hair and teeth. I decided not to do anything with my hair so I let it be. I put a thin coat of masacara on, and went to the closet. I put on some apricot colored jeggings and a real blouse.

As I walked down the stairs my nose filled with the aroma of pancakes and sausage.

"Goodmorning sleepy head," my bestfriend Emma said.

"Hey, breakfast? What has you in this great mood?"

"Nothing really, I just wanted to be a good friend."

Sure, I thought to myself. I would get it out of her eventually. Emma handed me a plate with chocolate chip pancakes and whip cream. Great, I'm starving. Brooklyn, my other bestfriend had walked down the stairs just in time before we were to leave.

"Pancakes? Thanks, Hannah!" Brooklyn said as she cheerily jumped down the stairs.

"Um, that was my doings Brooklyn!" Emma said hastily.

"Sure sure sure, whatever you say dear."

I grabbed my purse, heading to the door.

"Come on y'all, we're going to be late" I called from outside.

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I walked onto the campus of The University of Manchester. Brooklyn, Emma, and I moved to London just to go here. We all three have been best friends since the second grade. Beauty pageants brought us together, as we got closer we all go into modeling together.

Emma and I have always had the same interests. We're both majoring in music. Modeling wasn't really either of our things. Brooklyn, she's taking modeling classes here, but she's studying to be a doctor. Brooklyn has always been the model type, she's 5'10, long light brown wavy hair, green eyes, and natural beauty. Plus she's a genius.

Emma, she's gorgeous also. She's just a couple inches shorter than Brooklyn. Shoulder length brown hair, brown eyes. She has such a tender heart.

Myself, being the shortest at 5'3, long brown hair, and blue eyes.

We all live together, do everything together.

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I walked in to my photography class, and saw my friend Elanor. We weren't very good friends, but enought to hang out of college.

"Hey girl!" she called out pointing to my usual seat beside her.

"Hey, what's going on?"

"Oh nothing, so, my boyfriend and some of his friends are having a party tonight, you should bring Emma, and Brooklyn and come?"

"I just might, if I get off of work in time. I have to haul ass right after this class."

"Hope to see you there?" she smiled her sassy smile.

I've known her for a couple months now, we've had coffee a few times. though I still don't know her boyfriend. suppose I'll meet him tonight.

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"Hannah, you're ten minutes late." my managers voice called from behind the register.

I've been working at H&M for about two months, Bryan, the manager already hates me. College doesn't get off in time for me to make it here.

"Bryan, I've told you time and time again my college is too far for me to make it here in time."

"You're on a short leash Miss Carmichael."

"Yes sir."

I took my place behind the register. ringing up endless items of people with terrible fashion sense. I can't keep my mind off of the party tonight. I felt my phone vibrate against my leg.

From: Brooklyn :)

'You better be ready for this kick ass party tonight. You WILL NOT be a party pooper. shots my friend, you're taking shots. bye c:'

To: Brooklyn :)

'Oh lord! you know I hate drinking two, three tops. you're just a party animal'

I put my phone in my pocket, then heard a large crash to my left. Gosh, kids and there games.

Nialls POV;

I've been standing around H&M looking at this one table of cardigans for thirty minutes. Actually, I've been watching check out girl. She's beautiful. I want to talk to her, but.. Louis' peppy voice interrupted my thoughts.

"Hey Niall-- ohhhh." Louis crashed into the table knocking over all the sweaters.

"What the hell Lou?" I shouted.

He ran, leaving me there with his mess of course typical Lou. I turned around now facing the check out girl. Her name plate read, Hannah.

"Hey.. uh, Hannah." I said before she could yell about the mess.

She had a confused look on her face.

"Name plate?" I questioned.

She easend up a bit, still looking mad as ever.

Hannah's POV;

It wasn't kids who knocked over the table, rather then this really cute blonde. He looked really mad as I approached him.

"Hey.. uh Hannah," he said a but shyly.

I looked at him confused.

"Name plate?"

I guess he sensed my puzzlement.

"Oh, um, table?" I asked.

"err, my friend knocked it over and ran. it wasn't me I swear."

I believed him though, I wanted to pull this out a little longer.

"Really?"

"Yes, I promise. But if you don't believe me, let me take you out to coffee when you get off?" he sounded a bit unconfident.

"I didn't catch your name?"

"Niall," he said reaching out his hand.

I grabbed his hand, "I get off in ten, could you wait that long?" I smiled.

"Yeah, I'll be waiting."

He was cute. I quickly changed into something other than work clothes. Surely enough, Niall was standing right where I left him.

"You like Starbucks?" I asked walking torwards him.

"Who doesn't like Starbucks?" he laughed a bit. Which made me laugh. This is going to interesting.

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