My Boyfriend: Niall Horan

Bella Apollo is 19 years old. Bella was an average girl, average face, average life. For the summer her and a few friends were living in a pent house in her uncle's hotel in New York City. The boys of One Direction had decided to come to America and explore New York City, to see what it's like to live in this cultural hub for the summer. Bella and 1D's paths cross unexpectly and she falls for a certain artificially blonde heartthrob but a struggle in the Apollo family tears at their relationship. Something else happens which challenges their relationship and Bella is nothing short form torn.


2. Uncle Dallas's Hotel

(sorry about spelling errors sometimes my eyes just skips over them...okay back to the story)

We had to slap Drake to wake him up, he was talking in his sleep, something about evil lemons. We got off the plane and the airport was complete and utter madness. People on cell phones carrying breifcases were walking around knowning what they were doing wizzed by us. We managed to get out stuff at the bag pickup and then we caught a cab to my Uncle's Dallas's hotel. In huge golden letters across the entrance was: Le Hotel Castale.

What kind of name was that? I thought about it...I guessed it sounded fancy enough. People lounged around in the lobby, wearing the most amazing clothes and drinking fancy mocha lattes. I felt out of place, Drake and Elly headed towards the check in desk, I snapped out of it and headed towards the check in desk with them.

A middle aged man with a nicely groomed beard turned around and smiled,

"Ah, you must my brother's daughter Bella."

He held the in 'E' in my name to long making it sound like he was being sarcastic. I gave the cheapest smile and he returned one back.

"I am your Uncle Dallas, I hope you find my hotel to your liking, and in return for your free stay in one of my finest rooms you and your friends may do small chores to help out. I am aware my brother has already informed you?"

I nodded, Elly and Drake looked at each other with tired faces as if they had already begun working.

"Here is your room key."

Uncle Dallas dropped the keycard in my hand it read room 456, on the fourth floor. The three of us lugged our suitcases up into the room. I wasn't sure about Uncle Dallas but besides him this pent house was amazing. The flight was exhausting and all I wanted to do is close my eyes. I had the whole summer to gawk and explore this place, I found the master bedroom. My logic was becasue Dallas was my uncle I got the biggest bedroom. I threw my stuff in the corner and fell face first onto the bed.

Niall's POV

The boys and I had been planning to go New York for a while. We had been off tour and wouldn't been on again until next year so we had decided to spend the summer in one of our favorite places. Harry had been the idiot to tweet it to our millions of followers, I was afraid we were going to get mobbed at the airport. Harry insisted that the fans would assume that meant later off in the year not that day after.

Something in my stomach knotted, all I could think about right now was the lack of food in my tummy. Liam had went over a checklist of our summer long advenutre to New York City.

I made my way into the bathroom to find my toothbrush. Zayn was looking in the mirror fixing his hair.

"Ready to go mate?" Zayn motioned towards me.

I played with my hair a bit.

"Yeah, Harry's tweet has just got me spooked. We're doing this trip without as many bodyguards as we normally have, just Paul and I mean those girls are dedicated fans but I want this to be just us."

Zayn smirked, "That's gonna be hard when you're one of the most lovable faces in the world."

I sneered, "Yeah right, if I'm so lovable why can't I find a girl who loves me? Not just because I'm Niall Horan of One Direction, or because they want a glismpe of what it's like to be in the spotlight."

Zayn actually looked away from his reflection and stared me dead in the eye,

"She's out there Niall,"

I looked at the floor.

"I want what you and Perrie have or Louis and Eleanor or even Liam and Danielle."

Zayn gave one last look in mirror, "Dude, where is this coming from?"

I creased my eyebrows together, "I guess I've just felt this way for awhile."

"Maybe she's in New York City just waiting for you."

I grabbed my toothbrush off the counter, then just stared at it, Zayn grabbed my shoulder.

"She is out there you know."

I nodded yes and even gave a small smile, but I didn't really mean it.

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