Just Because I Went Jogging (ON HOLD FOR NOW)

Madison visits her sister in London for the summer. She literally runs into a very famous cute Irish boy. What will their summer adventures be?

This story is on hold for a bit. Check out, "Take Me Away!"


7. New Friend

"Hi," he said. He put a bag of food in the space between us. I picked up my head and looked at it and then him. He was the most gorgeous boy I had ever seen. He looked familiar, but no name had come to mind.

"Um, hi," I replied, awkwardly.

"This is for you," he said, pointing to the bag. I realized that he had a very strong accent, but I couldn’t tell what it was. "I heard that you lost your money and so you couldn't get your food. So, here." I noticed that he had a bag on his lap, too.

"Oh, um thank you," I picked up the bag and put it on my lap. My hamburger, fries, and soda. I couldn't believe this boy had gotten me my food. I didn’t even know him, but he was definitely cute.

“My name is Niall," he said, smiling. Niall. Oh my gosh. From One Direction. I recognized him now. He moved closer to me, where the bag of food had been.

"I'm Madison," I said. I decided to be as friendly as I could and talk to him. What did I have to lose? I took the fries out of the bag. "Fry?"

"Sure," he said as he took a fry. He wasn’t shy at all. "I noticed you have an American accent."

"Yeah, I'm from LA."

"So what are you doing in London?"

"I'm visiting my sister Catherine." I took a sip of my soda and started my burger. He chuckled. "What?"

"Nothing, you're just... cute." He smiled at me. Niall Horan had just called me cute. What just happened.

"Oh, um thanks. You're cute, too." I picked up the bag and stood up to wipe the crumbs off my pants. I finished the last couple of bites. He stood up too while I threw out the bag.

"Madison, do you have a boyfriend?

I looked at myself. My shorts were short, my tank top was sweaty, and my hair was a mess. Why did he find me interesting? I felt my cheeks get red.

"No," I said quietly.

"Well, in that case, can I walk you home?"

I looked at him. He was so gorgeous. And famous. And he was talking to me of all people. Why? "Uh, sure. I guess so."

Niall Horan was walking me home. And there were no screaming girls. Scarlett would be so jealous.

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