Someone Special

No one understands seventeen year old Stella Brown. She talks to no one but herself, and sits alone in the courtyard at lunch. She has no friends. But one day, Niall Horan transfers from Ireland. Many girls fall for him, but Niall only falls for one person. Stella. Slowly, Stella lets down her guard, and she and Niall start to date. But when the unthinkable happens, will Stella keep her guard down long enough to help? Or will she close the world out again? Please read!!! xx


2. Friends?

Niall's P.O.V.

"Don't count on it," Stella returns and walks away. Sighing, I stand up, sling my backpack onto my shoulder, and walk back towards the school. Stella is really pretty and I would really like to get to know her, but she doesn't seem like one to socialize. When I walk into the lunchroom, all conversation stops. I blush, dump my tray, and am about to scurry to my next class when a tall pretty blonde steps in front of me. "Hey, Niall," she says, twirling a lock of golden hair around her finger."Um, hey," I say, and step around her. "Wait, Niall!" she calls. I turn around, glancing at my watch. I will be late if she doesn't stop talking. She hands me a slip of paper. I take it, and pivot sharply, needing to get to class. When I reach Science, I throw the note into a trash can, not wanting that annoying girl to talk to me ever again. I do not like her. I like Stella. Spotting Stella sitting alone at a table, I slide in next to her.

Stella's P.O.V.

Niall slides in next to me, and I inwardly groan. Does he not get I want to be left alone? Apparently not, because he says, "Hey, looks like we have every class together." I nod, and look at him. He is kind of cute, with his long eyelashes, sparkling green eyes, and dyed blonde hair. Wait...did I just say that? I subtly shake my head, attempting to clear my thoughts, and sigh. 

***********************************************************************I will my legs to go faster, but instead they slow down, as if I am walking through a marshy swamp. The talons have almost caught me; they have already ripped holes in my hoodie. But all of a sudden, Niall, having grown a pair of blue wings, tears out of the threatening storm clouds, and picks me up by my hood. My feet leave the ground, and we soar above rooftops, and parks, and parked cars. No one notices us, even though it is broad daylight. Finally we land on a bench and he wraps his arm around me. I look at him, he looks at me, he pulls me close, and we kiss. I wake up, sweating and majorly freaked out. That is the third dream I have had like that in the past week! I swing my legs over the side of my queen sized mattress, push my feet into my fuzzy slippers, and pad softly down the stairs to get a drink of water. I am sitting at my kitchen table when there is a bang at the window. I gasp and my first thought is, It is a murderer or a kidnapper! My second coherent thought is Is that Niall!?!?!?! I race to window, tear it open, and say, "Niall? Are you crazy?" "Maybe." He grins. "Can I come in, it's cold out here. And I need to tell you something." "Profess your true love?" I smirk. He smiles, and climbs in. "You're in, I'm listening, talk." He takes a deep breath. "I like you, and will you come with me? I want to show you a special spot." "Lemme change."

***********************************************************************"This is amazing." I sigh, and turn to look at Niall. We are laying on his apartment building's roof and the view is spectacular. When I turn to him, he wraps his arms around me, and pulls me close. And then we kiss. Just like the dream.


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