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Just a Fan
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Ongoing, First published Aug 13, 2013
"I love you." Niall said to me in a calm voice. "Your my princess, my everything."

His crystal blue eyes, were tearing up. I looked down, not wanting to see his face. I felt a tear roll down my cheek. I wiped it away quick. 

"Katelynn, look at me." He told me, while he lifted my head up. 

I spated his hand away. I looked at him. He was heart broken. 

"Am I really your princess?" I asked looking deep in his eyes. "Or just a fan?"

I turned around to exit his house. I heard a thick Irish accent calling my name. I didn't look back. I had to move on. Niall just needs to be in my past. 

I knew it was to good to be true.....
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“Brianna!” he said. Great. I pretended I didn’t hear him and ran down the hall. To my surprise he ran after me. “What?!” I screamed at him. He looked taken aback. I continued walking down the hall. “Um…uh…Mr. Welles…um…” “Would you stop?! Just say it!” I stopped walking and turned around to look at him. He was just standing there. “Well?” I said. “I can’t wait all day.” I started my quest to the principal’s office again. I didn’t hear any footsteps behind me. I glanced back and Harry was still standing there. “Don’t yell at me.” I stopped dead in my tracks. Did he just say something to me? I turned around and took a few steps toward him. “Everyone’s always picking on me and I’m sick of it!” His voice echoed through the hallways. For the first time in my life, I felt sorry for him. -------------------------------------------------- I'm bad at summaries so just read the story