A band,an angel and a messed up teenager

What would you do if you meet a male angel? what if that angel tells you you're his, and asks for your permission to let him stay in your head and in exchange he will give you superpowers?

Sam's life was dull and boring until she met Eric (half angel) and made a deal with him. And using her new powers she went to see ‘One Direction’ and became close to her favorite band member, Niall Horan.
But with powers comes great responsibilities, strange things are happening, angels are disappearing and her secret might not remain a secret anymore. This is a story about being a lost teenager, having dreams, and figuring out your purpose in life. With a little sprinkle of t-shirts and a sassy heroine.


3. chapter3

The jerk store called, they’re running out of you.

T-shirt dedicated to some people.


I walked back to Eric; my legs were the consistency of Jell-O, I was surprised I made it to the table. I collapsed on the chair, drank a cup of water then told Eric about what happened in the restroom, he got angry on the Lorena part.

She creeps me out, and you stood up for yourself in front of her? I gotta admit STD. that took balls”

Please” I snorted “that took ovaries, of which I have two.”

I told him about the part of me going back to New York alone to see Niall again. He was not a happy camper.  He seemed to be on the jealous side in the.


“And what are you going to tell your mom?” He asked, searching for obstacles to stop me.

“Ever heard of sleepovers? Plus I’ve been planning to go back to Portland to my flat,” I came to stay with my mum for two reasons. I’ve missed her and my room, and my flat-mate went in vacation and I hated staying alone there. Plus Seattle and Portland aren’t far. But now that I stayed with my mom enough and Eric is here, I’m not exactly going to be alone.

“New York is dangerous Sammy, what if something happened to you” he whined

“I’m a badass chick that can be invisible and open teleportation holes” I rolled my eyes “what could possibly go wrong?”

He sighed “I’m going with you,” I shook my head in a don’t-you-even-think-about it way.

He nodded “I’m going with you” he repeated

“No you’re not,”

“I’ll get you the best hotel room” he mumbled, I narrowed my eyes at him.  “Near Niall’s” I narrowed my eyes further, “and a box of Godiva chocolate” he added. Damn he was good.

“Deal,” I gave him a high five.


My mom was outside when we traveled back to my room; I packed some clothes to bring with me to the hotel, and decided to pack the rest when my mom comes back so she wouldn’t freak out about me leaving suddenly. Eric went to see his father and check for the hotel. I opened my laptop and checked on my tumblr and twitter account, then watched an episode of True Blood. I was half the way through it when Eric materialized in my room and since I was on my desk, he threw himself on my bed.

“What are you going?” he asked

“Watching a series about vampires and weres and shifters- “then it hit me “are they real?” I mean if angels and heaven existed then I’m sure as hell demons and hell did too. And god knows what other supernatural things are out there.

He laughed “No, sweeties. They don’t exist” I felt a pang of disappointment.

I closed my laptop, because I don’t like to watch something when I have company.

“How’s the king?” I asked

“He’s annoying,” he whispered, afraid he would hear him, it was funny.

“Is there any news about the case?”

 “We’re suspecting their humans know exactly what happened, my dad’s going to send me few of their names through a vision tonight”

I hope you find them,” I smiled. He sighed then smiled back at me.

“I got you a room that’s close enough to Niall’s without being obvious” he said, changing the mood. It was my turn to stand up from my chair and throw myself in his arms. He was more than happy to reciprocate.

“Jeez what was that about?” he said after our kind of long but goofy hug. His eyes were sparkling, the little stars made his dark blue eyes couple of shades lighter.

“You made me very happy, it was the least I could do,”

“if knew It’d make you this happy I would’ve done it sooner, your aura is sparkling, and when you hugged me I felt it go into me, it felt almost like home” he already told me about his nature, he takes energy from me by touching hands or hugs, it was kind of creepy at first, but now that I know his intentions from those little touches it was tolerable, even cute sometimes, Except when he gets worked up about me getting near other creatures.

I heard a car pull on the driveway, Eric was reading one of my books, I left him to it and I ran downstairs.  It was 5pm which means it was 8pm in New York City, the band will finish their interviews and head back to the hotel in 9pm. I still have an hour to spill the beans to mom. And the rest was a piece of cake. Teleportation rocks.

“Hi there” I greeted her. My mom looked at me like I grew horns. I patted my head self-consciously. Then asked her what’s wrong.

“You got a tattoo” she said, surprised. Crap, I forgot about the mark.

“You’re mad?” I gave her the ‘niiiiiiice doggy smile’ just in case.

“No” she frowned then stepped closer to me and ran a finger over my new mark, or painless custom made free tattoo delivered from the world of Narnia. Just for moi.

“It’s very pretty” she winked. I let out a breath I wasn’t aware I was holding.

“I like it, I also like the fact that you went out today,” she stopped “but why did you come back early? I thought you were passing the whole day with your friends” uh-oh.

“Yeah about that, we planned on a sleepover; I came to let you know”

“You’re having a sleepover here?” she clapped her hands in glee. She really liked me to socialize.

“No, at my friend’s house. Oh by the way, I’m going back to Portland after tomorrow.” I had to go to my apartment to be able to leave whenever I feel like it, it’s not like my mom has a problem with me going places. But leaving the house at the middle at the night wasn’t my thing, and I don’t want my mom suspicioning anything.

“Everything is alright?” she said concerned

“Yeah, but I need to study and I don’t seem like doing so here, I feel the desire to study when I’m in my pad, you know…” that was a flat lie; I don’t get the desire to study, no matter where I go. But my mom bought it. She nodded. Phew!

“Honey, I’m home” I said to Eric who was reading the hunger games book and couldn’t give a crap about me coming back to my room.

 “I’m going to get a shower,” he glanced at me. That got his attention!

“Can I come too?”


“No?” he pouted

“No” I said grim-faced. Flirt.



“Everything is ready. Let’s go Eric,” I told Eric to get the fuck outta dodge for the millionth time.

“Are you sure you got everything?”

“Yes, what kind of twirling nugget are you from, let’s go!” he was being annoying.

“Are you positive?” ugh.

“Yes, as positive as a pregnancy test a month after prom.”

He went toward my desk and started searching in the pile of books. I made my way to him and pulled his ear

 “Sam, dammit” he growled.

 “Yeah I get that a lot, but it's not really my name. Let's go!”

“Fine.” Hallelujah

Okay.  I get it, he wants me to be with him and him only, but we are talking about Niall Fucking Horan here, who by some miracle flirted with me, and I can't see Eric in any way other than him being a buddy that annoys me half of the time.

I stepped into the portal Eric opened. The hotel room was big; there was a little living room with a big television.  I opened a door and peeked into it, it was a bathroom that contains big bathtub and a shower, and the next door led into a very big bedroom with a wall of glass that shows the beauty of new York city, that's when I realized we were at least 30th floor, Eric was behind me.

“The view is perfect, thank you so much. Now let's go find Nialler.”

“I don't really want to go with you,”

“Is it about my questionable morals?”

“No, I want to stay home.”

“Are you being a social chicken?”

“I’m not a chicken-“

“Bock, bock”

“Sam— “

“Bk, bk, bk— “

“Sam, seriously—“


“I don’t want to see his face, plus I really like thins book…”

“It’s not about my morals then? They don’t bother you,”


“Good, Final answer?”

“I’m not going.”

 “Your loss,” I was the one who’s a chicken, I was terrified to do it by myself.

 I wandered around, it's 9pm the boys will arrive soon, Eric told me we were with Niall in the same floor, I was admiring the paintings in the wall when I heard the elevator arrive I ran to the end of the hall way and peeked, it was Niall, I tried to look as casual as I can, walking around, making my way to god knows where.

“Oh hi there,” Niall said.

 “Hi” I replied, my voice weak. “I came here after all, you were right this place is not bad”

 “I'm glad you took my advice” Louis was eying us as if we were talking in Korean.

“How are you doing Louis, I’m Sam,” I smiled at him

“glad to meet you… finally” what ? They already talked about me?

“I have to go back to my room,” I excused myself, not sure why

 “What room are you?” Niall asked

“'228” I said

“Cool! Not far from mine, I'm 231” Eric did a good job.

 “See you around, Nice to see to meet you in person, Louis,” I said and ran back to my room.

 Eric was reading, and even though I knew he couldn't care less about me bumping into the person I've spent years daydreaming about, I told him every single Detail over and over again for what seemed like an hour. Then I've heard a knock on the door, assuming it was room service i carried my lazy ass to the door, literally, I've been wearing boxers with lazy written across the ass and a t shirt that says kiss my sass, I opened the door to find a certain Niall, his hair wet from a recent shower, he was wearing a flannel pajamas bottom and a white t-shirt, he gave me a smile. After I got over how good looking he is I asked him in

 “No, I came to tell you that we are staying up a little late since tomorrow is Sunday and our morning schedule is free, if you want to join us, maybe?” not quite believing my ears I nodded then looked at my clothing self-consciously he tugged my hand and said “we are all in pajamas don't worry about it”

“Oh, okay then, let me tell my-“Eric was at the door, shirtless, the bastard he did it on purpose. “Eric this is Niall, Niall Eric” I introduced them.

 “I'm leaving for a while,” I told him.

 “Sure, sweetie” he smiled fondly at me.  Sweetie! What's your game, Eric!

 I ignored him and sped out and closed the door behind me.

 “Where are we going exactly?” I asked him

 “50th floor, Zayn took the only available suite” “but I'm glad he did, my neighbors are cooler than his” He was being overly sweet it’s i flushed and looked at the ground.

We arrived to the elevator and Niall pressed the button, several moments later the door opened to a young couple making out, when they noticed that the door opened they jumped apart, it was funny. We stepped in and Niall looked at me and smirked, we arrived to the first floor the couple went out, and the elevator closed on two of us, it started making its way through the floors.

 “Is he your boyfriend?” Niall asked.

 “Eric?” I snorted “no, we're friends”

 “Good” he exhaled, seemed to relax.

 “Is she your girlfriend?”  It was my turn to ask, he looked surprised “who? Lorena?” he shook his head “no, not anymore” good.

The elevator opened and he took my hand and led me out, I smiled to myself at the gesture, we stopped at a door and harry peeked out of it, and then opened it.

 “Niall, you came! With a chick!” he looked at me “I Like your shirt”

 “Thanks, I'm Sam,” I Gave him my hand to shake he pulled me and I fell into his arms he hugged me and sniffed my hear in the process “I'm Harold,” Niall pulled me out of his reach

“Stop it harry, even I didn't get to hug her,” he pouted.  

“I approve Niall, and she smells like vanilla too” he said as he let us make our way in.

 There was Zayn and Liam they both hugged me, probably the fact that I'm on the short side makes me huggable, whatever it is I like being hugged, especially by one direction.

We sat on chairs around a table, “what are we going to play tonight?” harry asked

“Monopoly,” Niall said

 “No, truth or dare,” Zayn said

“Let’s just stick for a karaoke” harry said and suddenly they were just young boys, friends having a good time and I felt myself relax, they settled on truth or dare.

There was a knock on the door and Louis came in followed by a very happy Lorena who became a very angry Lorena when she saw me, she can kiss my smoking hot ass. She was wearing a very short skirt with a very small sparkly top. Her lipstick was a little too red and her eye shadow was a little too blue. She was over dressed and we were six fools with t-shirts and pajamas bottoms.

 She scooted a chair next to Niall and naturally she planted her ass in it.

“Let’s go clubbing” she said.

“No, we want a discreet night in without paparazzi and fuss” Zayn said and the others nodded their head in approval, she sighed.

They spent the next half hour playing. I and Niall were glancing at each other when something funny happened and we laugh at it together.

“Niall. What was your least favorite subject at school? ” Louis asked

“Math, I suck at math but I fry a mean chicken” he replied

“Good, I hate it when the good chickens get fried” I giggled,

“Yeah exactly” and we laughed together

“So, let’s get into more steamy questions will we?” Lorena said. “Harry, what’s your favorite sex po-” Harry interrupted her. “Whoa! It’s Sam’s turn” Crap.

“Let’s go easy on Sam,” she said “when was your first kiss? 18? 17? Never” I half expected her to do an evil laugh. Okay she wanted to play this game. Fine.

“Around ten, I’m not sure.” I said.

“Ho” she said. Okay that’s it.

“Nobody asked you what you want to be when you grow up, honey. Louis? Your turn,”

“Sorry I can’t hear you over my gag reflex” She growled.

“I thought that part of being a ho, is not having one… you should work on it” I said. The boys chuckled.

 “Can we take her home with us? She’s adorable” Louis said.

“Yes you can, but that’s called kidnapping!” harry replied

“No, you can’t...” Niall said and pulled me to him and kissed my hair, then sniffed “You really do smell like vanilla” he leaned down and whispered in my ear, “You remind me of French pastries, let’s go grab a midnight snack “

And before I got to reply he grabbed my hand and led me to the door.

“I’m so sorry about Lorena. I didn’t know she was coming”

“Not your fault, plus, I ‘m a big girl I can take care of myself,” I smirked.

“Yeah I’ve noticed.”

“I’m not that mean with everyone though,” I said, afraid he would think I was some kind of Godzilla.

“You’re not mean; it’s called standing up for yourself. And she does bring up the worst in people…”

The elevator arrived and there was a couple making out again. We stepped in and tried to remain a serious face. Then the young couple stepped out in the 35th floor. Once the door closed again I let out a giggle. “What is it about elevators?” he chuckled.

“Poor things, we always interrupt them,” I told him.

“Yeah we should join them sometimes” What! I wasn’t expecting it from him. My heart fluttered and muscles in the Deep South I didn’t even know existed clenched. I let out a gasp. He passed his thumb over my knuckles.  I looked at him. He was studying me; he licked his lower lip, and then swallowed. I watched his Adam apple move as he did.  He stepped closer to me. He was couple of inches taller than me.  His free hand moved to my neck, touched my mark then made its way to the back of my head. I tilted my head to his touch. I reached out and ran my free hand to touch his abdomen. His stomach was firm, his chest surprisingly board. He leaned down, nipped my ear then ran his lips along my neck. Then the voice of the elevator broke in and I felt him smile against my neck. And whispered into my neck “Karma!” then tree men stepped in as we made our way to the hotel’s restaurant.

He didn’t let go of my hand, and I didn’t want him to. We bought brownies and éclairs au chocolat.

“Do you want to sit here” he gestured to the restaurant’s chairs “or go to the terrace?”

“I’d like to go to the terrace, “

“Then we should step by my room to get hoodies, it would be a little cold there”


We arrived to our floor, I was going to my room to grab a hoodie for myself when he tugged my hand and shook his head. I gave up and let him lead me to his room.

“Do you want the blue or green one?”

“The green looks smaller” I said and he handed his green hoodie to me. I put it in. it smelled like him. I closed my eyes and inhaled his scent. He put the blue hoodie and said “I’ve always wanted to share hoodies with a girl” and reached and made the hood’s strings even. “You look lovely,” and down and gave me a peck on the cheek. I was in the seventh heaven, this wasn’t happening.

He led me to a terrace in the floor. I haven’t noticed that every floor has a terrace. We sat on a swing/bench. And we started eating our brownies.

“This is really good,” I said and popped the past bit of brownies in my mouth.

“Yeah, it is. And it’s really good to see a girl who eats. Like really eats and doesn’t gave two craps about calories”

“Omg Niall what are you trying to feed me, are you trying to get me fat” I teased.

“Omg Niall this has million calories and it will give me love-handles by the morning” He replied

“Niall, wtf, give me my carb free, sugar free, calories lemon water” I giggled.

“No Niall! I said the broccoli water not the my carb free, sugar free, zucchini water”

“Is there something such as zucchini and broccoli water?” I grimaced

“I hope not,” wrinkled his nose. I put my head on his shoulder. He wrapped an arm around me.

He kissed my hair and said “I’m really glad you’re here, I’m glad I met you in the restaurant, you have no idea how relaxed I am right now. No need to act in a way to please others”

“I’m glad I came, too.” And for the first time since potato time. I felt relaxed. Home.

He caressed my shoulder; I turned to look at him. He smiled then leaned down. He was about to kiss me. I was high on life…

“I’ve been searching for you babe” and Lorena’s sweetness. She needs to write a book of how to be a bitch, 10 simple steps.

She stopped in front of us, tapping her high heels on the floor. Damn it.




(A.N) : 

I hope you liked the update, let me know if you like the chapter or if you hate it ( i hope you don't hate it, please don't hate it)

and feel free to correct my errors. English is not my first nor my second language. and if you like to suggest anything... knock your self out. make yourself at home. nothing makes me happier than your reactions.


Love x












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