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Started with a Autograph Photograph

Started with a Autograph Photograph

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Mar 7, 2016
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" Hi I'm Niall " he said, that voice that could wake up millions of souls is just talking to me. " Hi Niall, I'm Nicole." I said while smiling like an idiot, I took out my Instax or Polaroid to take a picture with him. Asking him politely if I can take a picture with him, he just nod. Then after we took it I asked him if he can sign it, " Sure." He said while getting my pen, "What should I write?" He said, " Anything." I replied nervously then he signed it and just as the guards said next he just said bye, I never got to say 'thank you' then I looked at the back of our picture it said: " Your really gorgeous, We should hang out more ily xxx- Niall (; p.s here's my number text you later I have Niall Horan's Number oh my gosh, Then I realized that it all started with a Autographed Photograph
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I scrounge around the magazine section and look past the little girl magazines that I used to read. Seventeen and teen vogue and twist all filled with that boy band. Ugh... I flip through them, laughing at what they until I get to the one direction section in Seventeen. Harry, Zayn, Louis, Liam, and Niall. Niall...I flip through it quickly and smirk at all this and put it on the shelf and start to walk away. My brain finally, some how clicks. "WOAH... WOAH WAIT WHAT?!?!" I scream and realize some little kids are in front of me. I give them a small smile at them as they scream and run the other way. I turn and run back to the magazines in a rush. I sit against the wall and pull that magazine back out again. Niall... Niall... He looks exactly like he does. How does he NOT tell me this stuff when I hang out with him? "How am I that stupid." I whisper to myself and groan and hit my head repeatedly against a wall. Maybe I can knock some sense into my own head if I do this. Nope. Still feel like an idiot. How can I be so stupid? How do I not notice this sort of thing? I mean they are all over! -------------------- Let me tell you a bit about myself. I hate one direction. I really do. But this obviously fake dyed blonde haired boy saves me from a directioner going a concert and then he asks me if I would want to go out with him?! What kind of question is that? Let me tell you about the adventure of finally picking up the broken parts of my heart and letting go of my past and moving on from the bad and onto the new. You never know who would be the one to actually save me.

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