What Makes You Beautiful (Niall Horan)

What Makes You Beautiful (Niall Horan)

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I feel a shove behind me, and instantly fly over the rope. I land on my back, staring up into the blue sky. I suddenly realize that I am actually over the rope. "Oh crap!" I say out loud. I try to pick my self up, but my legs are stuck under the oblivious girls snapping pictures of the approaching band. The approaching band! Holy crap I was laying right in their path. I see a shadow come over me, and look up. Niall Horan is standing right above me, looking worried. All the girls close enough are grabbing and pulling at him. He reaches for my hand to help pull me up. Oh my gosh! This is not happening. I try and stay calm and accept his hand. He pulls both my elbows up, helping me get my feet back from under the fans. I smile, not knowing what to do, as he just keeps his hands on me. He continues to talk to me, but I can't hear a word. I am staring at him not saying a word! Was this a dream?! "Niall!" I finally say, as my head gets lighter and lighter. The last thing I think about, before hitting the ground again, is the flawless man that was standing so close to me.
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