Face the Music

Julia is your typical sixteen year old girl. She lives with her mother and her little sister Marty, she has her insecurities, she has her boy issues, and oh yeah, her love for the British/Irish boy-band One Direction. When her seventeenth birthday arrives, everything seems perfect....until it all fell apart piece by piece. But to every rainy day there is always a rainbow, what will happen when she unexpectedly 'falls hard' for not one, but two of the boys in One Direction? And what would happen if they both like her back? Would rivalry break everyone apart? Or will the fandom get to them first? Just as life is, every situation has two faces. One is an amazing benefit, and the other could lead to sacrifice...


29. Face the Midnight Visitor- Pt. 1

Julia's POV

I shuffled my feet towards the window and wearily, I opened it and stuck my head out.The refreshing, cold night air brushed against my skin awakening me almost instantly. "Well you done, done me and you bet I felt it. I tried to be chill but you're so hot that I melted. I fell right through the cracks; now I'm trying to get back. Oh before the cool done run out I'll be giving it my bestest. And nothing's gonna stop me but divine intervention. I reckon it's again my turn. To win some or learn some. But I won't hesitate no more, no more. It cannot wait, I'm Yours." He had the voice of an angel. And as he sang, I was mesmerized by his piercing blue eyes. His fingers strummed along the strings in perfect melody and I found myself leaning against the window pane with my chin rested in my palm, admiring the sweetness in his voice.

It would have been much more romantic if I wasn't so scared of the whole neighbourhood waking up because of his singing from my front yard to me in the second floor of the house. I ran down the stairs and opened the door. "You know when I said 'the door is always open for you! Come by anytime!' I didn't mean at two in the morning." I laughed between the words and crossed my arms blocking his path into the house. "Julie, you can lie to the whole world, tell everyone that you're fine about the incident online. And you might be able to fool everyone, but you will never fool me. I'm worried about you." I smiled, he was the first boy I had ever known that actually came over in the middle of the night just to see if I was fine.

I moved aside and let him into the house, closing the door behind him. "It's two in the morning!  Can we talk about this later?" I wailed rubbing my eyes. "You're not getting rid of me that easily. I'm not leaving here until I truly believe that you aren't torn about the video. And anyways, I know you aren't tired anymore." He was right. I wasn't tired anymore, I probably couldn't even fall asleep if I tried. "Ok you win. What do you want to do." I plopped myself on the couch and waited for his response. "Julie, don't keep it in, let everything you feel out. Tell me how you feel about what happened. You know, earlier today." "Look, I really...am....fine." He took the laptop from the side table next to the sofa and opened up the video in the web page browser. "Watch this whole thing, and tell me how you feel again." It was all familiar. Standing the feeling to cringe everytime the words 'FAIL' popped up on the screen. Resisting the urge to scream when the title "World's Biggest Failure" was pasted on the screen. By the last one, they zoomed in on my face. I could never bear to watch the full video, so I never knew there was such a clear shot of me. And it was viral too. I couldn't hold it back any more. A tear streamed down my cheek and I hugged my legs to my chest. Burrying my face in my arms so he couldn't see my emotions. But in the darkness with the moon, and the computer being the only sources of light; I was sure he couldn't see me anyways. Sure enough, he did realize that I was sobbing. "Come here." He wrapped his strong arms around me, and I sunk my face in his chest like I had before. "Let it out." He began to say softly. "I don't think I can ever go out in public again. Everyone hates me. I'm like...like...a hate target!" He pulled me back so he could look in my eyes. "You're not a hate target. You have a beautiful voice, and I've heard it before too so don't deny it. Soon everyone will forget about this incident." "I...I shouldn't even spend so much time with you guys. I could ruin your career, your lives, y-" "Listen, I would rather loose everything I have, than to loose you. I don't care whatever spending time with you could bring. Be it bad publicity, false rumors about me, anything. As long as I have you in my life I have no intention on letting you go." That was the sweetest thing I had ever heard anyone say in my life. I leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek. "Thank you." I said quietly. He grinned and I saw his purly whites reflect with the light from the computer. Slowly, he pulled me back in and his soft lips touched mine. I didn't fight, or reject the action, I kissed him back and with passion. I could tell he was surprised with my enthusiasm, but he didn't pull away. I finally, moved away and leaned my head on his shoulder. "I love you Julia Martise." "I love you too Niall Horan."

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