Callie Westleigh is a normal 15 year old, with nothing interesting in particular.
Niall Horan is a teen sensation, in the biggest boyband in the world.
Callie is always putting herself down, telling everyone she can't sing, but secretly, she works on the world biggest radio, CatchMEZ.

Hmm, something missing?


8. What The Callie?!

Niall felt his heart beat faster then lightning. Callie was here! It was a miracle!

"Callie, hey!" he exclaimed, and reached out to give her a hug. She hugged him back slightly, and then released herself.

" How did you get here? How did you know?"

"Wow, so many questions. Uh, I searched up on your website thing. It said today. We were at a premiere, and my dad said he'd take me. I guess I'm lucky to have a Limo driver, and a dad that'd let me do that".

Niall nodded, but he couldn't stop grinning. He didn't even understand what she said, just that it came from that angel mouth of hers.

"So, Callie, do you want seats? I'm sure we can get some at the front" Zayn asked, kindly.

Callie shrugged.

"What ever suits you guys. I don't want to intrude or anything".

Liam nodded for a moment, and ran off down the corridor.

"Probably getting you seats" Niall decided. His heart had calmed down, but he felt as if his feelings were exiting through his words. What if, some how, it showed.

What if they figured out he actually liked her?

As soon as he'd thought it, he wondered whether it was true or not. Did he like her more then friends, or did everybody go through this with girls?

Second thoughts?


He looked up, to find Callie waving her hand in front of his face.

He found himself blushing, and immediatly coughed it off.


"What do you think? Wait, you didn't hear me, did you? Anyway, come over here".

Niall couldn't divert his eyes. It was if they were glued to her.

She looked the same though, he supposed.

They both stood in the corner of the room, and Callie pulled a black curtain across.

"Niall, has Harry told you anything? Anything at all?"

For a split-second, he had no idea what she was on about. Then it all came rushing back, and his heart kind of sank.

She only wanted to talk about Harry.

"Uh, kinda".

She narrowed her eyes at him.

"Kinda? What does that mean?" she exclaimed. Niall felt sort of annoyed at himself. He didn't want to get in a stupid argument of his so-called best mate...

So called?! His mind screeched , you've been mates for year! Callie's getting to you, Niall, shrug it off!

He shrugged.

"Yes, or no, Niall. YES OR NO?"

He didn't want to have this conversation anymore. He decided to end it.

"Yes, he did. He told me everything. The camp, the lake, the embarressment. Get over it, Callie!"

His mind wurred. Did he just say that? To her face?

"Oh, sh..."

"Forget it, Niall. Your as much as an arse as Harry"

With that, she pushed him out of the way, pulled across the curtain, and stormed off through the corridor, and down the stairs.

Niall felt hurt. Not only from the pushing, but the fact that she just called him an...

"Niall, what happened?" asked Harry.

"Oh, you'd be the first one to know, wouldn't you".

Niall shoved Harry out the way, and followed after Callie.

"Callie!" he called, "wait up, please! I'm sorry!"

But Callie was out of sight. A door slammed down the stairs.

The Exit, door.

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