Zoe, the girl everybody knows as "it" and "nothing." Everyone hates her--all because of one thing she did a couple years ago. It changed her life forever, and it was just a simple mistake... Her life, is worthless, until she meets "the guy of her dreams," Niall Horan. He doesn't take her seriously, after all she's just a nobody. Why does he want her anyways? Some parts only suitable for 15+, so be aware.


4. So Close

Niall's POV:

"Is this Kelly?" I spoke into the speaker of my phone. Liam looked at me with concern, I don't think he takes a liking to her very much. "Yeah!" she nearly screamed into my ear. I had to pull the phone away for a while, until she stopped fangirling. I started to think I made a mistake, hopefully she'll die down a bit. "Um, want to meet me at my flat?" I proposed the idea to her slowly, so she didn't freak out too much. I could hear her trying to breath on the other end. "Yes, of course. When?" she asked, surprisingly calmly. "Just come, I'll be waiting." I hung up the phone and looked at Liam. Why didn't he favor her? She's so beautiful. "Mate, what are you thinking?" he asked, his eyes looked full of sorrow. I shrugged and went upstairs to get freshened up.

Liam's POV:

Why did Niall like this girl? She was so fake, I could smell her tan from across the flat. And Niall's flat is pretty big. The door bell rang just as Niall was heading downstairs. "That's her!" his smile stretched from ear to ear. I decided to give her one more chance to make a good impression on me, so I opened the front door, immediately bombarded by her loud outfit. "Ni-Ni!" she yelled, running in and hugging him. So much for a second chance... "I'll be upstairs, mate," I said over my shoulder as I walked upstairs.

Niall's POV:

She tackled me with a hug instantly. "I want you," she whispered into my ear, followed up by her teeth nibbling on my ear lobe. I grabbed her hand and led her to the couch, I realized it was sudden, but it was also spur of the moment. She giggled as I kissed her on the sofa. "What is it, love?" I paused the snog session to ask. She shook her head and crashed my lips to hers. What was I doing? This is the girl I literally met just a few hours ago. Was I just going to make love to her, no strings attached? I guess I stopped participating because she was staring at me, her eyes filled with concern. "I can't do this without knowing if I'm ever going to see you again," I admitted to her, not making eye contact. "Well, I suppose, we could meet again, some other time," she started to get up and grab her shoes. "Call me when you ACTUALLY want me!" she yelled over her shoulder while walking out the door. What just happened?

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