Irish Fish ↠ Niall Horan

chapter four

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Ali's POV

Quickly pulling myself up and dusting myself off I helped the other person up, muttering quick apologies. It was a girl. She had gorgeous red hair that fell just past her shoulders and shone in the fading light. She was about my height, a little bit shorter. She was quite small and petite, wearing faded jean shorts and a burgundy tank top.

"Oh I'm sorry, I didn't see you there! I'm so sorry!" She rushed out.

I smiled at her, "it's alright it was as much my fault as it was yours. I'm Ali. It's nice to meet you..." I trailed off, realizing I didn't know her name.

"Anne." She replied. "I'm Anne. It's nice to meet you too."

We took a while walking a bit, getting to know each other a bit more. It turns out that she was quite nice and funny as well. It felt almost as if we were friends.

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"Well Ali, it was nice to meet you and I hope to see you soon. Here's my phone number if you ever need a friend." She said quietly but warmly.

I gaped. She had called me her friend and she had enjoyed my company. She hadn't gotten annoyed or bored of me and she genuinely accepted and appreciated me.

I had a friend. And though I had just met her, it felt as if I had known her for years. There was a kind of connection that I couldn't quite describe. "It was nice to meet you too," I replied, handing her my phone so she could enter her number. "Maybe we can meet up sometime."

I knew I was pushing it but having a friend was so new to me so I wanted to get everything that I could out of it.

"I'd like that. How's Wednesday?" She asked.

Wednesday. That was when I had the concert to the loves of my life plus backstage passes. I was going to meet some of the only sources of happiness in my life. I loved them so much I can't even describe what I feel for them.

I cry with them.

I laugh with them.

I feel with them.

I grow with them. That had to be one of the most painful things, watching my babies grow up into men.

I knew them.

And when I met them, I would be hugging someone I had known for years, but they would be hugging a complete stranger who wouldn't and doesn't matter to them.

I had zoned out, I knew.

"Sorry, I was just thinking." I quickly replied to Anne. "Wednesday is... I have something to attend."

Anne looked slightly disappointed but it only showed for a second.

"Oh that's alright! Maybe the next day." She spoke brightly.

"Yeah." I smiled. "Well I'll see you then."

She started walking the other way when I shouted her name.

"Anne wait! I um... I was... I was just wondering if- if you'd like to..." I stuttered over my words, contemplating whether or not to ask her to come to the concert with me. After all, I had two tickets and backstage passes. I could use a friend.

I started again, "I was wondering if you'd... like to come to a concert with me on Wednesday? I have two front row tickets and backstage passes but nobody to go with..."

Anne smiled, "I'd love to go."

I sighed in relief.

Anne paused, looking at me curiously, "why me though? Surely you have other friends whom you'd much rather go with." She looked genuinely curious and oblivious as to why I'd asked her.

"Oh well... I just- I don't have very many friends. At all." I said in a rather small voice.

Her face fell but she quickly smiled again, "well just know that if you ever need me, I'm here and I won't leave anytime soon." Pulling me into a hug, she expressed everything she was feeling for me into it.

Hugging her back, I smiled and her words replayed over and over in my head. I've never had anyone seem like they care so much about me and her words were so touching I would've cried if it wasn't for me having to learn to hold in my feelings throughout the years.

Maybe this summer would be better than the past ones. Maybe I would even get myself a friend. Someone who I genuinely felt I could open up to and talk to.

That person was hopefully Anne.

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Yay look another chapter! I hope you guys liked it.

I want your opinion guyssss so please comment, do you think this chapter was too long, too short or what? Because I'm trying to appeal to your needs but I don't really know what you guys like.

Chances are if you're blonde you'll have an advantage.

If you're Irish I will love you.
If you're funny that's good too.
If you're nice and good with children that's a bonus.
If you play soccer then it's 10x better.

*continues to describe Niall's personality*

Basically, if you're Niall Horan I will proceed to marry you because he is the shit.

What I'm trying to say is that Niall is absolutely perfect and I love him lots.

Ok bye

Paige xx