How to fall in love

This is a One Direction fan fiction more towards Niall. Its about a girl that moves to England and thanks to her crazy One Direction fan sister meets One Direction. She quickly falls for Niall. But Niall isnt the only boy on her mind... What about her old best friend shane? Natalie has to chose between the boy shes secretly loved her whole life, or Niall Horan. She may never see Shane again. Which one will she pick?

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*Nialls POV*

"I've been waiting all this time to finally say this, but now I see your hearts been taken, and nothing could be worse. Baby I loved you first." My phone vibrated by my said turning the sound filling my room from I loved you first into boyfriend I looked down saw Natalie's photo, and quickly hit end. I couldn't stand seeing her smile. That smile was meant for me, not Shane.

I laid back on my bed resting my head on my soft pillow. My room was filled with darkness, the only light coming from the street lamp outside. The screaming from the girls had subsided. The only sound to be heard was the subtle beat of my heart, and my shallow intakes of breath.

I couldn't close my eyes, because whenever I did her smile was there. I know what you're thinking, 'how can you fall for a girl in one day? A girl you hardly know?' But it's much more complicated than that. I've always been the type of guy to fall fast, and fall hard. It's not a trait I'm proud of, but I can't just kill it. It'll always be there.

Suddenly my room was filled with a bright light. I groaned pulling my pillow over my head. I heard the light sound of shuffling across the room. The bed sank in next to me. I peaked out from under my pillow, and I could see Zayn looking at me.

"Niall..." He tried.

"Go away Zayn," I sighed turning over so my back was to him.

"Niall, you need to talk to me. You can't just hide up in here with your guitar," Zayn spoke to my back.

I stayed silent clutching my pillow to my stomach. I didn't like the feeling of the fabric under my nails, but I needed something to hold on to.

Zayn sighed. "Look I just got off the phone with Natalie and," I cut him off.

"You called Nate?" I turned around despite for an answer. Zayn hesitated, but then sighed again running his hand through his hair.

"No," he finally said, "she called me. She said you sent her to voice mail..." I looked down slightly ashamed to have done such a childish thing." Her and Shane aren't together," my head shot up. "She only cancelled because her parents wouldn't let her got, but she was too embarrassed to tell you. Her and Shane did make up, but they're just friends. She really likes you mate. I can tell."

I sat there in surprised silence. I didn't know what to say. I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. Zayn smiled, clapping me on the shoulder before standing up.

"I'd suggest you call her mate."

"No," I smiled, "I have a better idea."

 

*Natalie's POV*

As soon as I got off the phone with Zayn I felt a lot better. At first I called him to yell. To accuse him, and the boys of being selfish man whores. But once we both calmed down, and really talked about it we realized it was all an misunderstanding. Niall thought I'd ditched him for Shane, but I explained to Zayn what really happened. He said he'd talk to Nialler for me. That he'd take care of everything.

I leaned my head against the headboard of my bed. I kept wondering if Niall would forgive me or not. Part if me wanted to blame Candace for opening her big mouth, but I know she didn't do it on purpose. 

Suddenly I heard the soft sound of a guitar strumming. I sat up confused. "When I met you girl my heart went knock knock. Now them butterflies in my stomach won't stop stop. And even though it's a struggle love is all we got. And we goin keep keep climbing to the mountain top." I recognized that beautiful voice. Though I'd never heard him sing, I could hear his accent flowing through the lyrics.

I jumped out of bed wrapping a blanket around my shoulders. I rushed out onto the balcony, and there he was singing to me like in all those romantic movies. 

"Your world is my world. And my fight it your fight. My breath is your breath. And your heart. And girl you're my one love, my one heart. My one life for sure. Let me tell you one time. Girl, I love, girl I love you. I'ma tell you one time. Girl, I love, girl I love you.

And I'ma be your one guy. You'll be my number one girl. Always making time for you. I'ma tell you one time. Girl, I love, girl I love you. I'ma tell you one time. Girl, I love, girl I love you.

You look so deep, you know that it humbles me. You're by my side, them troubles them not trouble me. Many have called but the chosen is you. Whatever you want shawty I'll give it to you.

Your world is my world. And my fight is your fight. My breath is your breath. And your heart. And girl you're my one love, my one heart. My one life for sure. Let me tell you one time. Girl, I love, girl I love you. I'ma tell you one time. Girl, I love, girl I love you.

And I'ma be your one guy. You'll be my number one girl. Always making time for you. I'ma tell you one time. Girl, I love, girl I love you. I'ma tell you one time. Girl, I love, girl I love you." he strummed the last note of his shortened version of One Time. He was smiling up at me.

"What are you doing here?" I called down. Stupid question I know, but it's what they always ask in the movies, and why not be cliche? He already pulled the cliche card by serenading me.

"I think the song spoke for itself," Niall grinned, "can I come up?"

"You can try." I giggled. Next thing I know Niall was free climbing the side of my house with his guitar still around his neck. It was impressive. 

I leaned down, and pulled him up the rest of the way. As soon as he was stable, and standing on his own he wrapped his arms around my waist. He leaned in and kissed me softly. I kissed back, as he pulled me closer. He ran his fingers through my hair. I slipped out of his grasp smiling up at him. 

"You know it's only been a day?" I giggled.

"The best and worst day of my life," he rested his head on my forehead. I frowned feeling bad for causing him such grief. He felt my tension. "Babe don't worry. That kiss made up for it."

"So, are we like dating now?" I questioned.

"You tell me," he kissed my neck softly. 

"Niall stop it," I giggled, "I'm serious."

"Yes," he whispered kissing my neck, "yes." "yes." "yes."

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