Niall and Maegan. The inseparable two. Never sought out to be the ones to lie to each other, until being in love just so happens to sneak its way into their lives after Maegan heads to London, reuniting with the boy she hasn't seen for three years.

"This," she explained softly, gesturing between the small gap between us. "Us. We're just too perfect to be true." "We're impossibly perfect," I whispered, giving her a small, gentle smile as I entwined her hand with my own, her small little fingers fitting perfectly between mine. Meeting her was foreign. She was a fan, a true fan, an obsessive fan. When I met her, yes, she screamed in my face, unable to comprehend what was happening, and yes, she had a hard time adjusting to my presence. For once, she was a beautiful, beautiful, and brilliant girl that I wasn't attracted to. I didn't understand why; no one did. Sweet, funny, all around perfect- everything I ever wanted. It was strange, wasn't it? Everyone else thought I'd be in love, but I wasn't. She's just impossibly perfect. © Copyright 2013