Phone Booth (A Niall Horan Fan Fic)

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Phone Booth

Hey guys, I got this idea, after (Wait until you read this) seeing a picture of an old, british, red, telephone booth! So I hope yo enjoy it(;

This is dedicated to harrystyles4ever3 because she's cool(;

PS: This is the first chapter, so it will be short, sorry. They'll get longer I swear.

Chapter 1

Ellie's POV

"That will be two pounds," The lady at the counter said holding her petite hand out gently. I dug through my purse and handed her the money. She smiled and thanked me.

"No! Thank you! This cupcake looks delicious!" I gushed to the nice lady at the counter before waving goodbye and leaving the small bakery, cupcake in hand.

I couldn't help but look up and bask in the sweet sunlight, it was a beautiful day. Even if it was pretty chilly.  But, hey, it happens. London gets cold! I pulled my fluffy jacket tighter around me as I walked back to my flat.

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'You can do this!' I coached in my head, before walking past THE store.. Only two more ste-

OH MY THOSE SHOES WERE CUTE! I thought as I caught the most gorgeous pair of ballet flats. I couldn't help my self when I walked into the store. The store that had me in a love hate relationship. Forever 21.

"Excuse me sir?" I asked timidly to a man working there... Yes, I said man. He glanced at me before trying to hide a look of discust. I looked down at my torn jeans and worn JW jacket. What's wrong with that! Prick.

"Yes?" He practically forced out, trying to keep a distance. How stuck up, I thought as I looked at HIS outfit. Silver vest and dress pants.. Over dressed much?

"How much are these shoes?" I asked in a rude manner. He scoffed.

"Too much for you," He smirked and turned around.

"Hey, hey asshole! I'm not done looking!" I said faking politness. He turned rolling his eyes.

"Yes?" He growled. I smiled sweetly before kicking him where the sun don't shine. He groaned and fell to the ground. I smirked at his pained expresseion. He so deserved it.

"You know what? I think you're right. They wern't my style anyway," I said walking out of the overpriced store.

I took a deep breath of the cold air as I hugged myself. It's getting late. I should get back to the flat soon. I walked faster as the wind blew harder, sending me in shivers. How did it go from a beautiful day to windy one so quick!

Suddenly, the normal noisy streets of London got a lot louder. THere were screams so loud China could hear them. I covered my ears as my eyes clenched closed. It was like a tornado screeching in my ears!

I finally looked up to see what looked like a tidal wave of teenage girls.

All heading for me.

I did what anyone would do, I ran. The swarm of over a hundred girls fifty feet behind behind me. I made the mistake of looking back.

"Ouch! Shit! Shit! SHIT!" I screamed as I fell, twisting my poor helpless ankle in the process. I tried to get up but only to slip and fall again, twisting my ankle further. I yelped in pain. I attempted to scramble up, but to once again wobble down. By this time I had given up. I laid there motionless, awaiting being crushed by teenage girls.

And the only thing I thought was, This is how I die? Being stepped on by GIRLS!?... Wow.

But as the screams punctured my ears, I closed my eyes.

Only to be scooped from the ground. I clenched my eyes not even wanting to see what was happening. I heard a squeak as a rusty door opened. Oh no, I'm being kidnapped?! This NO better than being trampled! I flipped and started slapping the first thing I could feel.

"Whoa! Stop! STOP! I tried to save you!" An Irish voice strained, trying to guard themselves from my powerful slaps. I opened my eyes, only to meet bright, sparkling blue ones. His messy blond hair disheveled as he held the door of a small red phone booth closed. I gasped as I realized who was standing right infront of me, not even a foot away as we were cramped in the small booth.

Niall Horan.

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ELLO MEH LOVELIES! I hope you enjoyed the first chapter of meh neeeeew fanfic. I know it's short! THEY WILL GET LONGER! I just needed a base for the book. So TELL ME IF YOU LIKED IT! AND MOST DEFINATLY TELL ME IF YOU HATE IT!

With Love,

-Phoebe

PS: Stay Beautiful<3 xx

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