Blinded By You

6 months ago, I lost my eyesight. But life goes on, I attend university in London and one of my best friend's is Niall Horan, from One Direction. But he doesn't know I'm blind. Will he hate me when I tell him? Will he treat me the same? Will I fall for one of his bandmates...


26. School & Resistance

Hey, guys. I'm sorry this is on the shorter side, but it's the best I can do. My mom took my laptop so I'm not sure when I'll get to update again, but I'll try. I really wanted to put the date in here, but I didn't have time.  

Love you all.



Kodie’s POV

Three days later and it was finally Wednesday, which means I only have one more day of classes before it was the weekend. During the past few days, I have been talking with both Niall and Harry constantly and I couldn’t be happier.

Harry asked me out on a date yesterday and I agreed; he was going to take me out Saturday night. Harry wouldn’t tell me where we were going which definitely made me curious. I mean what type of date would he take a blind person on? Hopefully, it wouldn’t be like bowling because that could go very, very wrong. I can just picture me throwing the ball, thinking it was going down the lane, but ending up hitting someone instead.

As I’m walking back to my flat, my phone began ringing and an automated voice called out “Incoming call: Nialler.” I pulled my phone out of my pocket and tapped the screen to answer.

“Hey, Niall. What’s up?” I said.

“Eating, what about you?” Niall asked.

I maneuvered my bag onto my other shoulder so I could hold my phone with one hand and use my walking stick with the other. “Not much; just finished my last class of the day and I’m on my way home.”

“That’s cool. Hey, have you called Simon back yet?” Niall questioned.

“Not yet. I’m really nervous and I don’t know if I’m ready for this. I mean it’s one thing to put videos on YouTube, but to have the chance to be signed with Syco Records is unimaginable.” I admitted all in one breath.

“Don’t say that. You were ready for this back when I auditioned for X-Factor, but you didn’t want to take the chance,” Niall told me. “Kodie, if you don’t take this opportunity, you might not get another one. You have to do this; this will be the beginning of your career because you will make it far.”

I sighed in defeat, “I guess you’re right. But you’ll come with me, right?”

“Of course, you don’t even need to ask.” Niall said and I could practically hear his nod through the phone. “Now, what song are you planning on singing?”

I scrunched up my face as I turned into the parking lot of my building. “I don’t know. What do you think I should sing?”

“Hmm, maybe Impossible by Shontelle. That would show off your vocal range really well,” Niall suggested. I thought about it as I walked into the lobby. He had a point; the song did jump ranges frequently and might just work to my advantage.

“That’s a good idea. I’ll call him later today and I’ll let you know when the meeting is.” I told him.

“Sounds good,” Niall said. “I’ll talk to you later, Kodie.”

“Bye,” I responded.

As I wandered to my room, I thought about what would happen when I called Simon. I am freaking out right now, I mean a girl like me, possibly being signed to a record label. But not just any record label Simon Cowell’s record label. This is absolute insanity. I pulled out the card he gave me that I had stashed in my purse, sat down on the couch before I called for Rosie to help me.

She came bounding out of her room and sat herself on top of me, to which I let out an, “oof”. “Can you type in this number for me?”

Rosie picked herself up off of me before saying, “Does this mean you’re finally going to call Simon?”

I nodded and she squealed in excitement. “Finally! I’ve been telling you to call for days and you wouldn’t listen to me. What made you change your mind?”

“Well, Niall called me while I was walking home and said some things that actually made a lot of sense, seeing as it was coming from Niall, but it made me realize that I might not get another chance. And this is what I want to do with my life. I want to sing and perform and I can’t do that if I’m too scared to take the first step.” I explained.

Rosie was silent, but agreed. “I have never heard you make more sense than you do right now,” she joked.

“Alright, just shut it and dial before I kick your ass,” I teased and she shoved me. Rosie handed me the phone before getting up and walking out of the room, probably to give me more privacy.

“Hello, this is Syco Records, Margaret speaking, how may I help you?” A woman’s voice answered after a few rings.

“Uh, yes. This is Kodie Evans, I was told to schedule a time where I could meet with Simon to see if he wanted to sign me.” I answered.

Margaret was silent before answering, “Ah, yes. I have a note right here saying the same thing.” I heard some papers shuffling and her fingers typing on the keyboard. “We have a time available on Saturday at 11 a.m. Is that a good time for you?” She asked.

“Yes, that’s perfect. Thank you so much.” I answered before we hung up. I dropped the phone on my lap and sank back into the cushions. I cannot believe this is actually happening; I’m getting the opportunity to begin my dream career. This is absolutely mental.


I woke up on Saturday at 8 o’clock due to my nerves. My stomach was in knots and I felt nauseas, like I could throw up at any moment. I made myself a piece of toast to help settle my stomach all while trying to stay quiet so I didn’t wake Rosie up. She was not a pretty sight when she was woken up before she wanted to; I learned that the hard way, but it is a lesson you learn rather quickly. I listened to Impossible to make sure I had all the lyrics and pitch changes right. At 10:15 there was a knock on the door, telling me that Niall had arrived.

I opened the door and he tackled me in a hug, almost knocking me off my feet. Niall grabbed my hand and practically dragged me out of the door. I think he was more excited than I was. Niall helped me get in the car and began driving to the Syco building. Before I knew it, the car stopped and I was frozen to the seat.

Niall came around to my side and had to practically pry me off the seat. “Come on Kodie, if you don’t get out you’re going to be late for your meeting.”

I silently shook my head, “I can’t. I thought I could, but I can’t. I really, really can’t do this.”

Sadly, Niall wouldn’t take no for an answer. He had a hold on my waist and I was gripping onto the side of the seat like it was my lifeline. Honestly, this must look really weird to anyone passing by; me hanging out of the car and Niall trying to rip me out of the car.

“Kodie, you will…get out of this car…if it’s the last thing you do,” Niall panted. I refused to let go, but I was given no other choice when Niall started tickling my sides. My arms immediately went to my sides to try and get him to stop. He pulled me away from the car and kept one of his hands’ wrapped around my waist as if he knew I was going to try and escape, which I was.

“Finally, now you’re going to get in there and kill it, okay?” Niall said.

I shrugged, “Whatever you say; you’re the Irish Justin Beiber, right?”

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