Nobody Compares (Niall Horan fan fiction)

Liz moves to Mullingar, Ireland after her parents' divorce. It's just her and her dad, who's constantly at work so her neighbor, Maura, decides Liz needs some looking after. Things start to feel pretty normal, just like her life back home, until Maura's son Niall comes home.


8. Dinner

Liz's P.O.V.


"Elizabeth?" My dad called as soon as I got inside. He must be trying to act serious because he never used my real name, it was always either Liz or Bear. 

"Yeah, Dad?" I called hesitantly. 

"Could you come here?" 

I found him sitting in his office. "What's up?" 

"Was that the neighbor boy?" He asked without looking up from his paperwork. 

"Yeah, I uhm, I actually wanted to talk to you about something." I started, might as well tell him about London now.

"I don't have time right now, however, I do get off work early tomorrow and I want you to invite him to dinner. I want to meet this boy without his face attached to yours." He looks up at me and I can't help but laugh, and apparently neither can he. 

"I'm sorry Dad." I managed to get out.

"Just promise me you'll be careful, Bear." He says, attempting to act serious again. "You're going off to college in two months-"

"Dad, I know." I cut him off. "Now I'm going to the store, we need groceries and I need to find something to make for tomorrow."

"Alright." He replied and I quickly left the room.

I slipped my converse back on and grabbed the keys to my truck. An old blue Ford F150, I had bought it from my friend Ryan and he helped me fix it up. It had arrived about two weeks after we did and I haven't gotten to drive it much since then. I got in and turned the key, stopping to listen to the familiar sound of the engine I had grown to love. When I got to the store I decided to call Niall and ask him about dinner. He picked up on the second ring.

"Yeah?" I heard him say, he sounded a bit distracted. 

"Well hello to you too." I said laughing. 

"Oh, hey Liz! Sorry I was just playing cod with Eoghan, what's up?" He said, I could hear the xbox pause and his friend groan.

"Well, my dad wants to know if you'd like to have dinner with us tomorrow night?" I asked.

"Yeah, that'd be great." He says. 

"Aaaaaaawe little Nialler is blushing!" His friend yells in the background. 

"Shut up Eoghan." He groans. I hear a bit of scuffling and Eoghan yelling in pain. "You were saying?" He returns, laughing. 

"Do you have any preferences for dinner? I'm at the store right now." 

"I'll eat anything." He says and I laugh. 

"Alright well, I'm gonna let you go then. I'll text you tomorrow."

"Goodbye, love."


I finish shopping, deciding on chicken parmesan for tomorrow. It was already dark when I got home so I put away to groceries and went straight to my room. I fall asleep early as I finish reading Harry Potter and slowly sink into a deeper sleep. 

*Next morning*

 I sleep in a bit late but I thankfully wake up full of energy. I take a shower, then pull on some sweats, and leave my wet hair to dry, I still have hours until I have to get ready for dinner. I turn on my iHeart radio and plug it into the speakers, turning up the volume so I can hear it through the house. I run around cleaning everything that looks the slightest bit dirty, when a familiar song comes on, 

♪ you're insecure, don't know what for, you're turning heads when you walk through the do-o-or 

and I can hear a faint pounding on the door. I run to open it and when I do, Niall is standing there with a huge grin on his face. I grab him by the hand, leading him into the living room by the stereo. We jump around dancing like idiots and screaming the lyrics until the song is over. I turn the speakers down low and we both collapse on the couch, doubled over with laughter. 

"I like that song." I say as soon as I catch my breath. 

"Thank you!" He says, and I look at him with a confused expression. What is he talking about? And then my mind returns from its space out and I remember, he's in One Direction. 

"I almost forgot you were in One Direction for a while there, you act too normal to be famous." 

"Well, thank you again." He says, leaning over to kiss me on the cheek. 

"So what brings you here?" I ask him.

"I got bored so I decided to surprise you and come a bit early."

"A bit early? We still have hours until dinner." I say laughing. 

"Yeah, well, I'm sure we could find something to do to make the time pass." He smiles at me cheekily and then leans in to place his lips on mine. His arms find my waist and mine find his neck and his shoulders, both pulling the other closer.  As usual, he lightly pulls my shirt up but never goes any further than my belly button. It makes me wonder, does he not really like me? Most guys would move a bit faster than that, but not him. I never really thought I was attractive, but am I that ugly? We pull away, though stay in each other's arms and I let my mind wonder, just lowering my self esteem even further, a little frown forming. I can feel his eyes on me and he confirms my suspicions by reaching over to poke the corner of my mouth up into a smile. 

"What are you thinking about?" He asks. 

"N-nothing." I quickly lie. 

"Please. Tell. Me." He says in between the kisses he was smothering all over my face. 

"We haven't gotten very far." I blurt out, causing him to stop his kisses and move back from me a little. 

"Well, uhm." He stumbles over his words and moves back slightly, I've caught him off guard. "Do you, uhm, you know, do you want to?" He says blushing, looking a bit scared. 

"No, no it's fine really. I like this, we should probably keep things slow." I stare down at my hands. "It's just, a lot of guys would jump to it. Am I not pretty? Do you not like me?" I feel him remove his hand from my waist to pull my chin up. I try desperately to avoid eye contact, but he won't let me move, forcing my eyes to look directly into his. 

"You are so beautiful." He says just before he presses his lips softly to mine. "And I do like you, a lot. I just don't want to rush into things, I respect you too much. I've never met anyone like you." It was as though my mouth was glued shut, I could feel my face turning red though. 

"Thank you." I finally managed to whisper, then I glanced at the clock. "Shit, my dad will be home in half an hour. Want to help make dinner?" He smiled and then lightly kissed my lips. 

"Sure, babe." He said, pulling me up off the couch. 


Niall's P.O.V. 


*A little while later, during dinner.*

"So, Niall, you moved to London right?" Her father asked me. I was so nervous, and I guess Liz noticed. I felt her hand slip into mine under to table and I looked up at her, a small reassuring smile on her face. 

"Yes, sir." I responded. 

"And what do you do out there?"

"I'm in a band, One Direction. Have you heard of us?" I asked, hoping to get some credit for the band's success. I really wanted him to like me.

"Yes, I've heard of you. It's you and a couple of other boys right?"

"Yeah, we uhm, actually just got back from our first world tour and we start recording again when we go up to London in a few days. I can't wait for Lizzie to meet the boys." I smiled looking over at her, but the smile wasn't returned. She looked a bit guilty, her eyes wide.

"You're going up to London?" He asked, looking at her. I couldn't tell if he was mad or what, his face was almost completely blank.  

"Uhm, yeah Dad, I was going to talk to you tonight." Oh shit, now I've probably fucked it up. But why hadn't he known already? Maybe it was too early to ask her, did she even want to go at all? I returned my gaze to her, she shot me an apologizing look.

The rest of the night went pretty smoothly. After dinner, Lizzie's dad and I went to the living room to catch the end of  game while she cleaned up the kitchen. Turns out he was a pretty big football fan as well and we got along. He was easy to talk to, but there was still a lot of tension after the whole London thing. It was getting pretty late so I said my goodbyes and shook his hand. Lizzie walked me to the door and I was about to say something but she beat me to it.

"Just don't," she said, I could tell she was really stressed about it so I decided to let it go for now, give her the chance to talk to her dad about it tonight.

"We can talk about it tomorrow." I responded. "'I'll pick you up and we can go out for lunch, yeah?"

"Sure." She said. I pulled her in for a tight hug and gave her a small kiss.

"Goodnight, love." I said as I walked out to the door and towards my house.

"Goodnight, Niall." I heard her whisper behind me.


Liz's P.O.V. 


I probably should have told him I was waiting to ask. The look on his face when he had found out I hadn't , he looked so torn at first but he was quick to hide it. I watched as Niall walked into the darkness, back towards his house, and then turned back into the house, bracing myself for the conversation I was about to have with my father.

"Bear?" He said as he heard the door close, at least he's not really mad. I walked into the living room and sat down on the chair next to the couch where he sat. 

"I know, I should've told you before dinner. I should've asked for permission really."

"You're almost 19, you don't have to ask for permission, but I do wish you would have told me. I guess it's alright if you go, but be careful Bear. He's a big popstar and all, there's a lot of ways you could get hurt and in an unfamiliar city too."

"Dad, I'll be okay. You do like him though, don't you?"

"Yes, I do. He's very polite, he calls me sir a lot though. It makes me feel a bit old." I laughed at that, him joining me. 

"You're gonna be okay here alone right dad?" I asked. The thought had just hit me, I was leaving him alone here and I felt really bad. 

"Yes Bear, I am a grown man."

"Okay Dad," I laughed and walked up to my room, ready for bed. 

I tried to relax a bit but it was hard. I still had to talk to Niall, apologize for not telling him. It wasn't that big of a deal but I still felt so guilty. 


*Sorry it took so long to update! Just want to let you guys know that I'm writing Preferences now too, I've made a whole movella for them. Here's the link:       Enjoy! xx*

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