Niall Horan for Marley :)
Your sitting in the office with Simon, paul and the receptionist, crying. Paul is guarding the door, Simon is on the phone, and the receptionist has her arm round you, handing you a tissue.
You used to know niall, niall Horan, from one direction. You were friends and then he became famous and you never really spoke again. Somehow the paparazzi got photos when you and niall were younger and used to hang out. The fans were angry and people hated you, just for knowing him. You got followed by paparazzi, people wrote horrible things about you online, and when the fans saw you they chased you and attacked you. You hated what was happening and then Simon cowell found you an brought you to the offices, to look after you and sort out the whole situation. Niall had no idea what was happening and didn't even know you were there. After about 30 minutes of sitting around you heard screaming coming through the doors, there were girls chanting "one direction" and you panicked, you haven't seen niall in 2 years.
Before you had time to think of a plan of action, you heard the front doors open and one direction entering.
Liam entered first, along with Louis, Zayn and Harry not far behind. Then you got a glimpse of niall, he hadn't changed a bit, scratch that, he got cuter; if possible.
"Hey Simon, what's with all the fans, there's not usually that many here" asked Liam.
"Well we had a situation, involving Niall, and an old friend." Simon replied.
"What, what old friend?" Asked niall, pushing his way to the front.
You weren't really in the room, you were just next door, in Simons office, the door wide open.
"Now niall, before I tell, and show you who, you need to understand the situation." Simon said calmly.
"Ok, now spill, what's happening?" Niall replied, anxious for an explanation.
"Well somehow an old picture of you and a friend got out, and the fans went crazy, they tracked them down, the paparazzi found them, the fans were very aggressive towards them and hurt them, paparazzi kept on following their every move and so I took action and brought them here before anything else could happen to them." Simon finished.
Before Niall could say anything Louis cut in front.
"Wait, the fans tracked down this guy because he and niall used to be mates?" Louis asked, a little bit of anger with confusion in his voice.l
"Yes, and Louis, I never said it was a guy" Simon said, giving away you were a girl.
"Wait, this old friend is a girl, no wonder the fans were angry" Zayn said.
"Oo, a girl aye Niall, you never told us about a girlfriend" Harry said, cheekily.
Finally niall got a word in.
"I never had a girlfriend in Mullingar, just a my best friend, who was a girl" niall said, his words getting slower, like he had a good guess who was here.
"Do you remember who it is Niall? Or would you like me to show you?" Simon asked.
"Show me." Niall replied.
You heard footsteps getting nearer and started to panic, niall couldn't see you like this, not after 2 years.
The foot steps reached the door and stopped, the door opened a bit and in walked Simon, and standing behind him was that blonde boy from Ireland, Niall Horan; your best friend.
"Niall, remember Marley?" Simon said.
You stood up, still facing the floor until you lifted you head and met eyes with niall.
"Marley?" Niall asked.
You nodded your head slightly and smiled weakly.
"The fans did this to you" he said, emphasis on the "this".
"Yeah" you said quietly.
He started to approach you slowly, until he was in arms length of you.
He raised his hand and stroked it across your cheek, pulling some hair behind your ear.
You had missed his touch so much, you just missed him.
"I missed you niall" you said slowly.
"Ha, I missed you to" he said smiling, staring deep into your eyes.
And just as you were about to speak again, he pulled you into a hug. He wrapped his arms tightly around your waist, leaning his chin in the crook of your neck. You missed his hugs.
"Don't ever leave me again" he said, his arms still around you.
"If I remember correctly, you left me" you said, and pulled away from the hug.
"You left me, stopped talking to me, and forgot me" you said, anger and sadness in your voice.
"I never forgot you Marley, and I left because of a great opportunity, and I stopped talking because... Because I was... Busy" he said, pausing every so often.
"No niall, you stopped talking because you were to wrapped up in fame, and forgot all the little things back home, one of those little things being me" you said, tears now falling down your cheeks.
"Marley I'm so sorry, you were never just a little thing, you were my best friend, my everything, no girl could compare to you. You are so different to all of them, and that's what I loved about you" niall said.
You looked up at him and bit your lip lightly.
"Yes Marley, I loved you, but I was to chicken shit to tell you. I ran because I was scared, and fear made me lose the best thing in my life" he added, tears falling from his eyes now.
"You... You really mean that?" You asked.
"Of course I do, have I ever lied to you before?" He asked.
It was true, niall had never lied to you once, not ever.
"No, not once" you replied, smiling.
He stepped closer to you and wrapped his arms around your waist.
"Now I have been waiting for this for 5 years. Kiss me Marley?"
You giggled a bit and smiled, blushing as well.
"What's taking you so long" you said cheekily.
He chuckled and smiled. Then leaned in and placed his soft lips upon yours.
The feel of his lips on yours was magical, like something that made you fall weak at the knees and have your head spinning and your stomach fluttering with a cage of butterflies.
He pulled away from the kiss and you both smiled. Then you both turned around to see Simon, Louis, Zayn, Liam and Harry standing in the door way smiling, their iPhones in their hands, recording and photographing the whole thing.
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