Dare To Dream

Christina's always dreamed of being a famous singer. Her agent gets her an audition with one of the biggest Boy Bands of the Century, One Direction. They are looking for a girl to sing with them for their new love song. She goes to the audition expecting to be nervous, but she never expects to fall in love with one of the band members. She also didn't expect to get the part and have to move down to London with them for a few months. Get ready for drama and romance in my fanfic, Dare To Dream :)

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23. Epic Night

 

( Christina’s POV)

We all arrived back to Niall’s house and unpacked everything. His mom’s eyes widened as she saw the endless amount of christmas decorations.

“I guess we don’t need to buy any stuff in December, eh?” she said with a smile.

“We bought everything for 75% off too!” I said. I picked up my phone, “Hey Lou, I’m gonna call El and see if she wants to come help out.”

“Sounds good.”

I dialed her number. “Hello?”

“Hey El, It’s Christina!”

“Hey!”

“So the boys and I decided to have a Christmas in July kinda thing and we just went out and bought a BOAT load of christmas decorations, so after work, come here and help out.”

“Sounds good! I end in an half an hour!” 

“Good. I’ll tell the boys. See ya!”

“Bye!”

I walked back into the kitchen. “Guys El should be back in about an hour. She said she’ll stay over the rest of the week.”

“Yes!” Louis said giving Niall a high five.

“LET’S GET THIS STARTED!” Harry yelled, then the boys  joined in, jumping up and down. Niall ran and put on some Christmas music on full blast then the festivities started. 

Mariah Carey’s “All I want for Christmas” was blasting throughout the house as we danced around the house hanging up garland. Me and Liam stuck together. He sang to me with funny faces as we spun the garland around the railing of the stairs.

“MAKE MY WISH COME TRUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUEEEE... ALLL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISSS, YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU, YEAHH.” He sang, I joined in.

“I DON’T WANT A LOT FOR CHRISTMAS THERE IS JUST ONE THING I NEED...” then the boys did the background voices. It was great. Soon El walked through the door and Louis, in his Pj’s and Santa hat, waltzed over to her, pulling her in to a hug with a long string of tinsel. She laughed as we all dance around like freaks. We walked outside ad set up out there too. The neighbors were looking at us like we were insane. But soon enough, we were done and back inside. 

“It looks great!” Liam said, hugging me. 

“We need to do the tree!” i said, running into the family room. As if on queue, jess walked through the door. 

“Hey guys.”

“JESSS!” Niall shouted running towards her. He scooped her up and carried her to the couch. “Hi.”

“Haha, hi Niall... So what’s the dealio, what are we doing today?”

“We’re just decorating the tree then we’re gonna watch some movies!” Harry exclaimed. 

“Fun, Let’s do this!” Then another round of christmas music sang on as we danced around the fake christmas tree. In 40 minutes, we were done. We all fell back onto the couch and sighed. It looked great. 

 

(Jess’s POV)

Everything looked great. It was so much fun hanging out with the boys. I felt a vibrate in my pocket. I guess I hadn’t been checking my texts. One was from my cousin, Sarah. The other two were from Gabby, my neighbor.

 

From:Sarah

EXPLAIN WHY YOUR FACE IS ALL OVER THE COVER OF THESE MAGAZINES HUGGING NIALL HORAN!!!!!

 

From: Gabby

UHM. Why are their millions of cars and people outside of your house? Is everything okay?!

 

 

 

From: Gabby

Wherever you are, I would hide, they look like they’re following someone! Stay safe, xx

 

 

What?? I wasn’t sure at all what they were talking about until I saw the flashes outside. 

“NIALL! NIALL! OVER HERE!” They screamed through the Windows.

“LIAM AND CHRISTINA! WANNA GIVE US SOMETHING FOR THE CAMERA?!”

“HARRY! ZAYN! LOU AND ELEANOR! SMILE!”

Niall shielded my face with his arm then ran into the other room. Harry and Zayn were closing all the blinds and double locking the doors while Liam and Louis were protecting Christina and El, taking them upstairs to hide themselves. Maura was helping Harry and Zayn out.

“Go! Go!” she shoed them upstairs as she opened the door. “I’ll call the police if you don’t get outa here in the next ten seconds!” she yelled. 

 

(Liam’s  POV)

I grabbed Christina’s hand and ran upstairs into my room and locked the door.

“You okay love?” 

“Yeah I’m good.” she laughed. 

“Good.” 

“So we just stay here now?”

“Until Niall’s mum gets rid of them. I’m so sorry.”

“‘It’s okay! I need to get used to it!”

“That’s true.” I looked back down at my watch. It was 10:30. “ It’s getting late. Would you like to go to sleep now?” 

“Sure. I’m a bit tired anyway.” She sat down on the bed and got comfortable.

“If you need anything, I’ll be on the floor.”

“Liam!”

“What??”

“You don’t have to sleep on the floor!” she began to giggle. Her eyes sparkled. I found myself smiling because one of my favorite things about her was her laugh.

“If you insist.” I hopped on the bed and got comfortable.  Both of us fell asleep within 10 minutes. It was such a long day.

 

(Niall’s POV)

Me and Jess waited in the kitchen until my mom closed the door.

“I’m so sorry.” she said. “They must’ve followed me here from work....”

“Nonsense! I deal with it all the time.” She nodded then I walked over to the fridge. “I guess the boys and Christina went to sleep.” I took out a left over rib from the night before and began to eat it.

“Yeah...”

“Are you tired?”

“No, you?”

“Nope. Wanna hang out outside?” I gestured towards the back door. 

“You guys, don’t stay up too late! I’m going to bed.” My mum said, walking past the kitchen into her bedroom. 

“Okay maah.” I said. Jess got up and walked outside with me. We went and sat down where me and the others did the night before. “Want some food?” 

“Haha, sure, I’m starving.” 

“Wanna order out?”

“Do they even deliver this late?” she asked, her green eyes faced towards the stars.

“We can go pick up some Nando’s.” she smiled and began to laugh. “What?”

“You still like Nando’s??” 

“Of course! How could I not?!” She began laughing harder.

“I remember when we used to play house, you would always ask me to cook you ‘Nando’s’ for dinner.”

“I remember....”

“And since I had no plastic ‘Peri Peri Chicken’ I had to give you a sandwich made from 2 plastic pieces of bread and a Barbie dress.” 

“It still tasted just as good.” I said between laughs. Every time we hung out, we would continue our game of house. I remember every detail, every episode. “ Can I tell you a story?”

“Yeah, shoot.” 

“Well a very long time ago, 2 five year olds became friends. Their names were Ness and Jiall.” She turned to look at me and smiled.

“I see where this is going.”

“Let me tell the whole thing, then you can comment on it.” She nodded and I proceeded. “Since the first play date they had, they both loved playing house. The first day they played house, Ness said, ‘I’ll be the wife and you be the husband.’ Jiall disagreed, being the smartass he was, ‘I’m only 5! I don’t want to be tied down to one girl!’ ‘Okay then!’ Ness said, ‘We can just live together, we don’t have to be married.’ Jiall liked this idea. So, they continued on as she made him fake Nando’s for dinner and watered the synthetic flowers in the pots of her huge playhouse in the backyard. 

One day, Jiall was getting tired of the same old routine so at breakfast, he said, ‘When are we gonna have a kid? This life is getting boring.’ Ness’s response to this was a Z-formation snap and a whip of her hair, ‘Excuse me. We’re not married! Don’t you know the stork doesn’t send down no babies until you get married? It’s like a video game! We’re only on level one!’ The idea to ‘propose’ to Ness never dawned upon the tiny brain that was Jiall’s. ‘ C’mon boy! You’re marrying me tomorrow. Then we can have a kid.’ 

The next day, Ness invited 3 of her best friends and Jiall invited 3 of his friends to attend their ‘wedding.’ They decorated the yard with rocks, twigs, leaves, and toilet paper. Ness wore a large blue blanket as a dress and pulled some of her mother’s daisy’s out of the garden as a bouquet. She walked down the toilet paper isle and met Jiall at the end with his friend, Markus O’Plunkette as the ‘priest.’ ‘Welcome, today, we are gathered here today, to join these two lovely lads in holy macaroni. If anyone believes that these two shouldn’t get married, speak now or forever hold your peas.’ Then little Eli McDermot stood up. ‘I OBJECT.’ But Jiall turned around and quickly snapped back, ‘Shut up Eli! She’s over you!’ then turned back to the ceremony. ‘I now deprounce husband and wife. You may kiss the bride.’ Ness and Jiall both turned their heads in shock at Markus. ‘ARE YOU CRAZY!’ ‘WE’RE FIVE!’ ‘WE’RE NOT ALLOWED TO KISS!!’ Markus quickly took this back ‘Sorry, you may HUG the bride.’ then Jiall and Ness hugged and walked their merrily way down the isle towards their little house. Everyone piled in and had a tiny party until Ness’s mom called out, ‘Who want’s icepops???’ and they all bolted into the real house.

After that day, Ness and Jiall had very successful lives. They had 6 kids and 4 dogs. But, after years and years of playing house, they were ow 13 years old.” I paused the story and looked at her face. Her smile instantly changed from 100% to -50%.  “Jiall was getting into other things, like video games and music and girls. He hung out with Eli and Markus a lot more often. He became more and more of a complete, utter jerk. So one day, Ness and Jiall were hanging out as normal and Ness asked, ‘So what should we name our new dog?’ and to this, Jiall responded, ‘Are you nuts? We’re still playing this game?’ her face dropped. ‘How old do you think we are? It’s a stupid game. Just get over it!.’ and he walked away, although in his heart, he kew what he said wasn;t true at all. She was heartbroken. Never spoke to him again. He knew he’d really blew it this time. But, he moved on and so did she. Now they are 19 and recently met up at a bargain store, and he still loves Ness just as much as he did when he was 5 years old, watching her walk down the toilet paper isle in her backyard, holding those flowers, the only daisies that ever grew in her mother’s garden, in her hands with the blue blanket draped around her. And he knows that she will probably never.... ever forgive him....”

 

(Jess’s POV)

“Can I tell you a story?” He asked.

“Yeah, shoot.”

He began telling the story, “Well a very long time ago, 2 five year olds became friends. Their names were Ness and Jiall.” I turned to him and smiled.

“I see where this is going.”

“Let me tell the whole thing, then you can comment on it.” I nodded and he proceeded. As the words flew out of his mouth, the memories came flooding back. Every little thing. Everything I was feeling at those exact moments, every conversation... every episode was perfectly in tact in my mind. I laughed along while he told of the times we played house and what crazy adventures we had, especially the day we ‘got married.’  Things were so happy back then, until we stopped being friends... I kinda hoped he wouldn’t remember the next part of the story so I wouldn’t have to relive it. But, just my luck... he did.... 

“After that day, Ness and Jiall had very successful lives. They had 6 kids and 4 dogs. But, after years and years of playing house, they were Now 13 years old....” I began to frown. My heart sank and I felt my lungs close and my eyes get hot. “Jiall was getting into other things, like video games and music and girls. He hung out with Eli and Markus a lot more often. He became more and more of a complete, utter jerk. So one day, Ness and Jiall were hanging out as normal and Ness asked, ‘So what should we name our new dog?’ and to this, Jiall responded, ‘Are you nuts? We’re still playing this game?’ her face dropped. ‘How old do you think we are? It’s a stupid game. Just get over it!.’ and he walked away..”  I remembered that day perfectly. he just left me there, out of the blue. I cried for months on end, i loved him.... but he didn’t love me back. In fact, it was even worse... he hated me.. he thought I was pathetic.... All out memories and good times just washed down the drain in a split second.... it hurt like freaking hell. I started to cry a little. I was embarrassed that i was sitting next to him and he was just replaying the same thing back in my head that happened 6 years ago. He continued on, “...although in his heart, he kew what he said wasn’t true at all. She was heartbroken. Never spoke to him again. He knew he’d really blew it this time. But, he moved on and so did she. Now they are 19 and recently met up at a bargain store, and he still loves Ness just as much as he did when he was 5 years old, watching her walk down the toilet paper isle in her backyard, holding those flowers, the only daisies that ever grew in her mother’s garden, in her hands with the blue blanket draped around her. And he knows that she will probably never.... ever forgive him....” I looked up at his face in disbelief, tears swelling in my eyes from before. 

“....What?” I managed to blurt out. He looked down to his shoes then back up at me. He moved closer to me and wiped the tears from my eyes with the back of his thumb.

“Don’t cry.” he said softly. “I never meant to make you cry... I promise you...”

But this made me cry even more. “Why Niall?! Why did you leave me?! I’ve been scarred for the past 6 years because you. Do you know how much pain you caused me?! I felt like a complete idiot outcast forever and to top it off, you told me that our favorite thing to do together was stupid and childish. It just gets me so upset.”

“Jess please listen to me.... I’m not saying I was right because I was 150% totally wrong for doing that to you. The boys were making fun of me... I had to do something about it, and I did the wrong thing... but just so you know...you have always been on my mind since that day....”

“Well then, if you ‘loved’ me so much, why’d you leave? huh? why?!” I demanded to know the answer... at this point I was almost hysterical, trying to hush my sobs to not wake up the neighbors or the others in the house. I saw him struggle for an answer. I knew it... he had no answer. I grabbed my bag and walked towards the door, wiping the tears from my face once again. Right when I approached the door, I felt a tug on my arm and I jolted back around facing Niall. “GOD WHAT?!” 

 
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