Truth In A Heart

Tori was rejected by the social groups and grew to hate EVERYONE ESPECIALLY 1D(i love them though >~<)Anyways she ran into 1D by chance and slowly her whole look on life changes.


1. Fate Takes its Course

It was just like any regular weekend. Tori was at the mall, alone of course, clutching her sketchbook tightly in her arms. She hated the mall, but of course her parents insisted she get out of the house. She hated being around so much people. People were annoying hateful creatures who were a nuisance. And of course what did she hate more than anything? One Direction. Sure they were attractive but everyone talked about them so much it made her ears bleed.
She walked into her favorite art store, prepared to get in and get out. Of course the oh so popular song "What Makes You Beautiful" played. Instinctively Tori walked out of the room but with her luck ran straight into one of her classmates. Little miss popular Alena.
"Watch where you're going dork." she sneered. Tori tensed and made her way around Alena. "Sorry." Alena moved into her way. "Sorry? No "I am sorry"?" she said. Tori sighed agitated. "Fine. I am sorry." She made her way to move around when again she was blocked. Tori was about to protest when she felt her sketchbook release from her grip. She almost screamed in surprise.
Alena flipped through the book. "This is what you draw all day! A bunch of guys? You suck at drawing. You're so desperate that you have to create guys." Alena scoffed and tossed the sketchbook over her shoulder. Tori watched in horror as the book flew over the railing and down the three flights. She heard the echoing thunk of the book landing and froze in fear. She watched as a boy looked up in confusion. His blonde tousled hair peeking out from under his hat.
The mysterious boy bent down to pick up her sketchbook. In an instant Tori's movents triggered themselves. She jetted for the stairs. Elevators are to mainstream and crowded for her liking. She flew down the steps. When she got to the 1st floor she was barely out of breath. She frantically searched for the boy. Nowhere. Nowhere at all. He had just disappeared.
Tori ran through crowds muttering occasional "excuse me" 's.
Then she found him. Well ran into him. She fell back onto the tile floor hard and winced at the impact. In an instant his hand was on her shoulder. "Are you okay?" his voice flowed beautifully coated in his Irish accent. Tori's face reddened instantly at the contact. Her pale green eyes met his beautiful blue ones. His eyes seemed so painfully familiar. Tori nodded wordlessly and tensed when she remembered wht she had come looking for. "J-journal...!"she whispered. "Don't worry. Ilve got it." he held up her leather book and instantly relief flooded her. "Thank you." she managed a tiny smile. "No problem. I'm Niall. Nice to meet you." he smiled pleasently. What a beautiful name, she thought. "Victoria." she heard her own voice say. Then it hit her. The accent, the eyes, the hair. This was Niall Horan.
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