My Name is Aurelia

My Name is Aurelia

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Aurelia sat in the velvet-covered chair, her royal-blue dress brushing the pale skin of her knees as he hands sat primly in the lap of the satin sundress.. The young girl looked up suddenly as a tall young man entered the rather confined parlor. The man slowly strode towards her, his slicked back golden locks brilliantly reflecting the bright sunlight filtering through lace curtains. The girl stood promptly and gripped the edges of her sleeveless dress as she curtsied rightfully...The stately posture did much to accentuate her five-foot-two frame. The man stood and looked her over with his piercing grey eyes... Niall smiled at the small girl that dazedly entered the shoppe, her eyes so bright and excited one would swear this was her first time out the house. "...may I help you?" he called out with a beaming smile, chuckling as the girl stared right at him with those beautiful doe-wide eyes. She doesnt love him He wants love. What will fate decide?
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NIALL: What in the world just happened? I choked at seeing this girl? And did a spit take when I actually got a good look at her? What the hell is wrong with me? LOUIS: I turn around because I'm sure that would have made Summer laugh. But she remains silent. Her hands are still doing something with my phone and the stereo. Her face is blank looking at Niall with her eyes slightly squinted. That's weird. Summer has laughed almost every time one of us does something funny. ZAYN: "But you're One Direction." I hear her mumble. She sighs. "And that matters because?" She doesn't need to be so insecure around us. She just needs to be herself. I know that's what Niall likes. She turns around, giving me a look and with her hands on her hips. "Do I need to explain it to you?" She says sassily. Then she giggles turning back around. HARRY: "Where do you want to go?" The way her American accent blends in with her awkwardness and sassiness is attractive. And it's also funny because Niall hasn't taken his eyes off her the whole time. Mission accepted. Niall and Summer. LIAM: I look at him with a smirk on my face. He furrows his eyebrows at me. "What?" "Summer will be here soon and with all of us busy with our interviews. I thought Niall could occupy her." Zayn squints his eyes at me and comes right up in my face. "What?" I back up laughing a bit. He backs off. "You're quite the mastermind." He gives me a nod of approval. SUMMER: Man, how are we living in a world where a normal teenage girl can't fangirl anytime and anywhere? This sucks. Please forgive the minor bad fanfic moments, such as where they meet, falling in love in a short period of time, and a couple of small character cliches.

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