Hello, Goodbye.

Aria is a college student from Boston who is studying abroad in Ireland for a semester. She just got out of a bad relationship with a boy from home and was planning on focusing on herself and her song writing during her trip. She never expected to ever meet Niall from One Direction, never mind become involved with him in more ways than one.

Please comment and let me know what you think. Keep in mind, this is my first fan fiction!

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2. Six Strings Minus One

Niall's P.O.V.

It feels so good to be back in Ireland... Unbelievable actually.  Don't get me wrong I love touring and making music with the lads, but it's nice to just be able to kick back on my couch and play FIFA all day.  This morning I picked up Harry at the airport.  He is here for a few days for a visit.  Right now were sitting down on my couch.  I'm playing guitar and Harry and I are both singing along to a song we started writing.  Harry grabbed my guitar and started strumming cords that do not go together making a terrible noise.

"Gimmie that Harry, your gunna break a string playing like that" I said to him, grabbing my precious guitar from his hands.

"I outta get a guitar so you can teach me how to play" Harry said as I sarcastically raise my eyebrows at the lack of talent Harry possesses at playing the six stringed instrument.  Just then the door bell rang and Harry jumped up announcing that he would get it.

He opened the door and there was a delivery man standing there holding a guitar case prompting Harry to sign.

"Well what do you know, I didn't even have to go buy one" Harry chuckled. He took the guitar out of the case and began strumming it before it could even register why that guitar was at my door.  It belonged that beautiful girl that I met at the airport.

"Harry stop! That's not mine!" Just as I spoke these words I terrible sound came from the gorgeous mahogany guitar.  Harry had broken the E string.

"Sorry mate.  Whose is it anyway?" Harry asked.  I explained to him the story of the girl in the airport.  What was I going to do?

That night when Harry fell asleep on my couch I walked over to Aria's guitar case and propped it open.  Underneath the guitar with the broken string there was composition notebook.  I knew that it was wrong to invade her privacy, especially knowing I had to explain to her, her broken guitar, but I couldn't help myself.

Inside there were pages and pages of songs that I am assuming that she wrote.  They were absolutely amazing and many of them brought a tear to my eye.  I was planning on calling her tomorrow, but I think I'll wait until Harry leaves.  I don't even know what my intentions are, but I do want to get this girl alone.

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