Kiss You

"Things like this don't just happen to everyone." I said.
"I know. You're special, Pay. You're not like anyone I've ever known." Niall said.
"I guess that's a compliment?" I joked, as Niall wrapped his arms around me in a hug, kissing the side of my head.
"I love you Pay." Harry whispered in my ear.
"You too Harry." I sighed.
"I can love you more than he can. I can treat you better than he can." Harry said, pulling me closer to him. "If you would let me love you."


2. Two

I jumped out of the car and ran through the sand with Gabby chasing after me. She caught up and grabbed onto my shoulders. We broke out into a giggle fest.   

"Well well well. Look what the cat dragged in.” A snobby voice said in front of us.   

I stood up and wiped my lips. “What do you want, Amanda?” I said in disgust.   

“Why are you here?” She asked.   

“Open invite retard.” I said, grabbing Gabby’s arm and pushed past Amanda. She stood in shock in front of me.   

Gabby started giggling again. “I can’t believe you just called Amanda Bradford a retard.”   

“You’re so dumb.” I giggled. Gabby smiled cheekily as we headed closer to the bash.   

There was a huge stage in front of us, covered in black tiles. There were amps, guitars, microphones, a keyboard, and a drum set. A man, recognized as Simon Cowell walked out on the stage.   

He started talking. I wasn’t paying attention to him. Amanda ran up the steps on the side and ran over to Simon. He introduced her and everyone clapped. Then Simon continued.   

Five boys walked out the back, wearing shorts and tanks. Two of them had on snapbacks and they all wore sunglasses. Gabby nudged me and I looked up. I couldn’t believe it. One Direction was there. I went into panic mode.   

“Gabby!” I shout-whispered.   


“How do I look? I mean One freaking Direction is up there! I never perfected my plan of how to make them fall in love with me!” I panicked.  

“Girl, you look beautiful. You just have to play your cards right. Don’t fan girl, walk up to them and start a conversation.”   

“Okay. Okay. I can do this. I can do it.” I reminded myself. I ran my fingers through my hair and adjusted my shirt.   

Harry, Liam, Louis and Zayn ran out and jumped on Simon’s back. Niall went in a separate direction. He ran up behind Amanda and bear hugged her arms, swinging her around.   

He set her down and she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him into a passionate kiss. I heard my heart break as I saw this happen. All the other girls were freaking out as Harry took Simon’s microphone and began talking.   

I was convinced that I was going meet Niall, and we were going to fall in love and live this perfect fan fiction life together. But no. Because Niall Horan, of course, is in love with slutty Amanda Bradford.    I ran my fingers through my hair again, taking a deep breath. I tried to push the last few moments out of my mind.   

The boys stood side by side with Simon in the middle. Amanda was in front of Niall, who had his arms around her waist and his chin resting on her shoulder.   

“The boys here are gonna sing some songs for you guys. If you’re up for that.” Simon said.   

Everyone went crazy.   

“I’ll take that as a yes.” Louis chuckled. Liam nudged Niall, who looked like he was in a daze. He nodded and let go of Amanda.   

“Thank god.” I whispered softly to myself. Amanda left the stage and walked down. Niall slipped on his electric.    The boys grabbed a microphone and spread out on the stage. The bass and drums started. Niall joined in on guitar.   

“You’re insecure. Don’t know what for. You’re turning heads when you walk through the do-or-or. Don’t need makeup. To cover up. Being the way that you are is enou-ou-ough.” Liam sang.   

The song list for the concert was: What Makes You Beautiful, Back For You, Heart Attack, C’mon C’mon, Up All Night, Everything About You, I Would, Kiss You,  Loved You First, Nobody Compares, One Thing, Save You Tonight, Still The One,  She’s Not Afraid, Truly Madly Deeply, Rock Me.

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