Stole My Heart

Leah's dreams were coming true. She's made it onto the X-Factor, and she was going places. The last thing she imagined would happen was that Niall Horan from One Direction would ask her out. Suddenly, her life is turned upside down as love, heartbreak, ex-boyfriends, distance, and complications stress their relationship to the max. Can they overcome everything?



3. Complications

Niall’s POV:

Who the hell is calling me?!I thought angrily as I pulled away from Leah and sighed. “Give me a moment..” I said to her and I walked a few steps away and grabbed my phone out of my pocket. The caller ID said it was Louis. What the hell did he want?! 

“Hello?” I grumbled into the phone, glaring at the ground.

“Niall! Why do you sound so pissed off?” Louis asked innocently. I gave myself a full force face palm. Lou really was clueless sometimes.

“Well I did have a date tonight..” I mumbled into the phone, looking back over my shoulder at Leah, who had slipped off the rail and was straightening her dress and hair.Mood = ruined.

“Oh shit! I interrupted something! Awhh, little Nialler was getting into something! Fill me in!” Louis exclaimed. I scoffed at the phone.

“NO! Now what the hell do you want anyway?”

Louis started dying of laughter on the other end. “That’s the best part, I didn’t actually have a reason for calling you, I just kinda called. Oops! Sorry, bro! Anyway, have fun!” and he hung up. I gaped down at my phone, unable to form words. I shook my head and put it back in my pocket and turned around. Leah was leaning against the rail, kicking dirt around with her shoe and drawing circles in it. I slowly walked back over to her, shaking my head.

“So, what was that about?” She asked, looking up at me.

I sighed and shook my head. “Absolutely nothing, just Lou being an ass.” I laughed as I leaned against the railing next to her. She laughed and wrapper her arm around mine, locking fingers with me and leaning against my arm. We stayed there for a bit, listening to the wind and just enjoying each other.

Leah’s POV:

How was this happeningggggg. What is life. I just seriously had a hardcore make out session with Niall MOTHAFUCKING Horan?! Just, WHAT. I can’t get over this.

We just leaned there against the rail for what seemed like a life time, but was over far too soon. Niall slipped away from me, and stood up, looking at me. “So, should we get going?” He asked, extending his hand towards me. I sighed and nodded, reaching forward to take his hand. We walked hand in hand back to the car, and he helped me in and then got in and started the car. The ride back was peacefully quiet, me laying my head on his shoulder and his free hand around my waist. The radio was playing sofly until I heard a riff I recognized and shot up, turning the volume up. What Makes You Beautiful was playing and Niall started laughing again at my reaction.

“You love this song too, huh?” He said, grinning at me. I turned the volume up more and we both started singing along at the tops of our lungs until the song ended and we collapsed into a fit of giggles. Everything just felt so easy around him. I didn’t have to hide myself or be shy. It was just so…simple.

“So, I take it you’re a fan?” He asked, and I turned bright red. I’d been a hardcore Directioner for a while now, but I wasn’t about to admit that.

“Yeah, maybe a little..” I said, avoiding his eyes and staring out the window.

Niall started laughing. “Ohh admit it, you’re a fan and we both know it!” He giggled.

I started laughing and shook my head. “Yeah yeah, okay, so maybe I am!”

“Well, at least you have good taste.” He grinned at me and I lightly hit his arm, which made him laugh more. The rest of the ride was filled with us singing along to the radio and playfully picking on each other. Eventually, we arrived back at my house, where I had to go. Niall got out and opened my door for me, walking me to the door. We stood there for a few seconds just looking at each other.

“Sooo…we need to do this again.” Niall said, smiling down at me. I laughed and agreed. I opened the door and turned to wish him good night, and was surprised by an abrupt kiss that probably lasted longer than necessary, but neither of us cared. He pulled back grinning. “Goodnight, love.” He said, giving me one last quick kiss on the lips and happily walking back to his car. I slipped inside, closing and locking the door behind me, and sliding to the floor with a hopeless grin on my face. Tonight could not have been more perfect. I got up and headed to my room, changing into PJ pants and a tank top, pulling my hair into a messy bun and crawling into bed. I grabbed a book and went to check my phone and saw two text messages.

One was from Niall: Tonight was absolutely perfect. Sweet dreams, love :).

The second was from my ex, James: I miss you..

Well, shit.

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