There she is, the most beautiful girl in the world. Her eyes sparkle whenever she looks my way, her hair flows whenever she turns around and- Oh! By the way, I should introduce myself. I'm Niall, Niall Horan. I am Irish, blue eyes, blonde hair, well, naturally brunette but you get the picture. As I was saying, that girl waking down the hallway right now, that, is Kanzah. She is gorgeous, and every guy if after her, including me. I've had a crush on her for years, but she has never looked my way, nor gave me a side glance. But I'm probably exaggerating, she did talk to me once, when we were younger. I do have connections to her, like my best friends, well the girl ones. Like Munamm,Emily, Daisy, Mary, Alyssa, Juls, Luann, Verity, Riane, Caitlin, Sophia, Delilah, and Beth. They all know Kanz, but they wouldn't bother trying to set us up. Mostly because; surprisingly, they all have crushes on me, and they just don't want to go through the trouble.
'I rolled off my bed drying the last tears. The ones I swore I'd never let escape my eyes. Not for that. Not for him.'
Hannah lives in Mullingar, Ireland. Her life is pretty simple. Nothing much to it, really. Except she has to be cautious whenever she turns on the radio, the TV or when she reads a magazine. Why? Because she doesn't want to see his face. The boy who ruined her.
A year passed since she managed to escape him. She's been trying her best to forget everything. Unfortunately for her, his year-old explosive fame doesn't play in her favor. Obviously.
Having dated him for 3 years before he became famous, she can easily laugh at the image he and his boyband claim.
Respect towards women? Please, she thought.
Persuaded that with his new fame he's forgotten about her, which, in her opinion, is better anyways and wished she could say the same about her, she'll quickly be proven wrong.
Knowing him by heart, she could reckon that when Niall Horan wants something, he gets it.
And that's exactly what he did.