Resisting Their Charm

An X-Factor contestant at the judges house, Olivia Jones is living her dreams. But when she walks into the kitchen of the Irish home she is staying in she can hardly believe her eyes. She has just met One Direction, her guest mentors and also the big boy band in the world. Can Olivia resist the charms of the hottest boy band in the world right now or will she abandon practice in order to join in with their crazy antics. She has to chose between love and her dream. Remembering that what happens in the house, stays in the house. An X-Factor and One Direction fan fic for the M-Factor competition.

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9. We Match!

Olivia's P.O.V.

Beep-beep. Beep-beep! BEEP-BEEP. BEEP-BEEP! I hear my alarm getting louder and louder, building up in a crescendo of sound. I look at the blinding brightness of the screen, my eyes squinting battling to block out the light that seems intent on making my eyes water. 11:35, the clock reads, a picture of myself in crazy 'star' glasses in the background. 

For a second I feel like chucking my iPod at the wall but then I remember the purpose of my alarm, it was time for another secret meeting. I jump out of my bed and stride into the bathroom.

After brushing my teeth I run my tongue over my top teeth and then look in the mirror admiring my braces, they may be annoying and cause a lot of bad tooth ache but soon I will have super straight teeth and I can't wait! Then I run my tongue over my bottom teeth, pearly and white as always! I slip in my contacts and I can suddenly see in clarity, I can take a step back from the mirror and still be able to see clearly and I can walk without feeling disorientated. 

Next I check my hair. I decide to leave it natural, so I brush it and let it flow over my shoulders in a wavy waterfall. It is naturally wavy and never stays straight but I like it like that.

I don't bother with make-up, so next I slip on my ruby red slippers, smiling at the white hearts. I sling my cream bag over my shoulder, double checking that my phone is safely inside and placing my iPod next to it. Finally I grab my favourite possession, my guitar and walk to the door. As I open the door I look back at the alarm clock next to my bed, I don't use it as an alarm clock, I hate loud, repetitive beeping noises, they make me stressed and I don't see the point in waking up stressed. The time reads 11:44 which means I have 15 minutes to meet Niall, plenty of time. I should be early!

...

I walk into the clearing and up to the white gazebo, still fascinated by how the trees beautifully entwine with the white wood work. Then I notice Niall sat on some cushions. I am surprised. I am early but he is already here.

"'Ello Love!" Niall exclaims as soon as his eyes lock onto mine, I can't help but smile at the sound of his voice. I feel my knees going weak and I have to fight to keep the butterflies at bay. Why is this happening to me.

He pats the cushions beside him, "Come sit down," He invites me, smiling.

I smile back, "Of course!" answer, placing my guitar next to his I take a sit next to him, "So how has you night been?"

Nialls P.O.V.

"Wonderful!" I reply, my smile growing ten times in size as I add, in a whisper, "But it's gotten even better now your here."

I learn a little closer to her, and she does the same. We are sat too close for friends but not close enough for girlfriend and boyfriend. I can feel her breath on my shoulder, each breath she takes makes my skin shiver.

I look her up and down, she is wearing a pair of red, checkered bottoms with a grey vest top, the first button left undone. Her red and white heart slippers have been discarded by her guitar. Her vest top is fitted, accentuating her figure, she is not too skinny instead she is perfect... Everything about her is perfect. Just perfect.

I mentally kick myself for think this. She doesn't even like me. Plus, this is forbidden. 

Olivia's P.O.V.

We are sat in a comfortable silence enjoying the view. The forest ahead looks gorgeous, softly lighted by the moonlight.

I look at Niall. He is wearing a tight red vest top. It isn't too tight that he may stop breathing but it is tight enough that I may stop breathing. His abs are clearly visible through the top and it makes me melt a little inside. The top is partnered with a pair of grey bottoms. He is also wearing a grey hoodie type jacket, which is pretty sensible of him, I'm freezing!

I look at myself and then look back at him, "Hey! We match!" I say out of the blue.

Niall smiles and then looks at himself and then me, "Yeah! I guess we do!" He laughs.

Niall's P.O.V.

I look at Olivia, laughing that our pyjama choice matches, and I notice her shiver. "Are you cold?" I ask.

"Nah!" She dismisses, "I'm fine!"

I don't believe her and I put my hand up to her arm, "Your freezing!"

Without a single thought I pull my jacket off and put it round her shoulders, giving her a hug in the process. All I can think is, 'This feels so right!'

Olivia's P.O.V.

He feels my arm, I can tell he is shocked at how cold I am and his voice shows it, "Your freezing!"

The next thing I know, he is placing his jacket round my shoulders, rubbing my arms to get them warm. He gives me a hug and I can't help but hug back and smile.

Niall's P.O.V.

I pull away and smile at her, leaving my jacket behind, she goes to give me it back but I stop her, "No. It looks good on you!"

A shy smile crosses her faces, "Thanks!" She replies, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

I feel as if she is comfortable around me and I am definitely comfortable around her! I want to get to know this girl more, at the moment she is like a mystery too me, "Lets play twenty questions!" I suggest.

Another, more confident, smile appears, "Sure!"

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