The Mystery Caller

Chapter 5

Clara did a quick tidy of her living room and bedroom before 'Kayla' arrived. She had her phone on her in case she needed it. She went into her room and stared at her huge poster of Niall, his eyes shone like crystals. They looked amazing.

Suddenly someone knocked on her door, she peeped out of the window and saw a figure on her doorstep. She could tell that he was wearing a hoodie. The figure didn't seem to be showing his face, it was like he didn't want to be seen by anyone.

Clara answered the door. She invited her guest into her house and shut the door, she could tell he was male. He looked about 21 and had the prettiest blue eyes ever, they shone like crystals.

"Can I get you a drink?" Clara asked her guest, she knew she was going to have to be nice if she was going to get the truth out of him.

"No, I'm alright thanks" Clara's guest smiled.

Clara sat down on the sofa across from him, that's when they started to talk.

"I'm afraid I haven't been truthful with you. You see I'm not Kayla. My real name is Niall." He told Clara.

"Niall?" Clara replied. I know someone with that name.

"Oh really!" Niall smiled. "That wouldn't happen to be me would it?" As he spoke he pulled his hood down from his head. Clara couldn't believe her eyes. Across from her right now was none other that Niall Horan!

"OMG NIALL!!" Clara squeaked. Then she realised, last night Niall favourited her tweet about the phone number. That's when it all came together.

"Why did you pose as a random girl on kik?" Clara blurted out after 5 minutes of staring.

"You see, my manager doesn't let me use Kik to chat with fans. I have no idea why. That's why I made a fan account of myself and called myself Kayla. It was only so I could talk with fans. I know I kept calling you and I know I sounded real creepy on the phone. But Clara, could you forgive me?" Niall pleaded.

"Yeah okay I'll forgive you" Clara told Niall. "But this is only because you're my favourite and I can't be mad at you"

Clara and Niall talked for ages, and even took a few photos. Clara thanked Niall for following her on Twitter. She couldn't help but tell him she loved him over and over again.

Clara dashed upstairs and grabbed a huge file from under her bed. She came running back downstairs and handed it to Niall.

"Here, this is for you" Clara told Niall "I used to write letters for you and the boys but never had the courage to send them. Many are just me saying how much I love you, nothing special really"

"Thanks" Niall replied. "I'll show them to the lads when I see them."

Once Niall had left Clara couldn't stop smiling. She changed her lock screen photo and then looked at the photo of her with the Niall cardboard cutout. "Never give up" she thought.

It was mid afternoon by now and she could see huge crowds of people outside. Clara was curious. She wanted to have a look so she grabbed her phone and keys and went around the back away from the crowd.

Once she turned the corner she saw hundreds of girls. In the middle, a lad that looked about 21 was stood there. To Clara he looked petrified. She pushed her way through the crowd to get a closer look. There in the middle was Zayn Malik. He was frantically signing autographs, pausing often to dodge waving arms and pose for photographs with the fans.

"Zayn!! Over here!!" Clara shouted. She had to help him get out of this crowd and somewhere safe.

Zayn spun around to find Clara stood there.

"Would you like a photo? Autograph?" Zayn asked Clara.

"No, I'm here to help you. Follow me" Clara replied.

So Clara, followed by Zayn, went towards Clara's house. Once inside she locked the door.

After a few photos. Clara looked at Zayn, and Zayn looked at Clara. It was getting pretty awkward by now.

"So. Why did you help me back there?" Zayn asked.

"I didn't want to see you get squished by those fans." Clara told him.

A few minutes later Zayn called his manager to come pick him up. Once Zayn had left. Clara couldn't believe what had just happened.

"I can't believe I had Niall and Zayn at my house today" she thought to herself. At that moment she felt like the luckiest girl alive.