It All Started With A Brownie

Actually, it starts with two.
Susie gets up one morning and makes a load of brownies. 250, in fact. She and her friends don't know what to do with them so they decide to sell them - outside their apartment. A guy comes along, hood up, blue eyes and soft blonde hair. He keeps his face hidden, but when Susie sees him properly, it's Niall Horan, her celebrity crush. Can Susie keep her secret hidden from her friends, or will the truth come out?


17. Together?


Susie's POV

By the time I left the house, my hands were shaking at the prospect of being rejected. I hated rejection. It's never nice to think that somebody likes you and then they end up feeling the complete opposite.

I stood up to the pathway of Niall's apartment block in the middle of London, and pressed the intercom.

He answered almost immediately and the door opened after buzzing quietly. Stepping inside, I saw that the entrance hall was very glamorous and a pile of up-to-date magazines sat on the oak coffee table.

Walking up to the second floor, I found Niall waiting with the door open a crack.

"Hey, Susie."

"Hi." My voice quavered and I scanned Niall's face, which looked slightly nervous and tense.

Yep. Definitely a rejection.

Deciding I couldn't face what he was going to say to me, my inner emotions thought it would be best if I just left the block now and never looked back.

"Niall, I think it would be best if I leave."

He looked confused for a moment. "But you only just got here."

"I don't think I can do this, I really think I need to go." Turning back to the stairs, I started to make my way down when Niall's hand grabbed my shoulder.

"Susie, please stay, I really have to do this."

"I know." Something snapped inside of me and I started getting worked up, flapping my arms about and speeding my breathing up.

Once again, those hands held my shoulders and Niall whispered softly in my ear, telling me it would be okay if I just calmed down and didn't panic.

But it wasn't good enough, so instead Niall pulled me into the apartment, sat me down on the sofa and left me.

Without his arms around me, I felt lost, small and scared. Why had I got myself into another stupid panic attack? Now Niall would be even more willing to tell me to leave his flat, so that he doesn't have to put up with my incessant attacks.

Groaning and deciding that I couldn't be bothered to hear the blatant excuses of why the kiss was a mistake, I got up from the sofa and crept to the door. Niall seemed to be fiddling around in a room off to the right and just as I was about to exit his life forever, my cell phone started ringing in my pocket.

"And I said: Hey you pretty brown eyes, whatcha doin' later tonight? Mind if I spend time with you, you, ohh."

Zara had changed my ring tone to the popular song by Cody Simpson, and I was glad to have her call me, but not at that particular moment. Clicking the reject call button, I started to walk out the front door.




Oops. He heard it.




Niall walked into the lounge with two cups of steaming hot tea and placed them down on the coffee table before turning to face me.


"Where are you going?" He asked and I paused. How could I explain? That I really liked him but he didn't like me back? That I hated being rejected and would rather pretend that nothing happened on the London Eye than him saying it meant nothing?


How could I say that to him? He was a guy and he wouldn't understand. So it was better if I just left him to drink both cups of tea on his own, or things would get incredibly awkward between us when the girls wanted to meet up with the boys again. I guess I now realised how Liv felt, with all this tension between her and Harry.


"I'm sorry Niall, but I really have to go. There's a dentist appointment that I have to be at in ten minutes. I forgot, sorry." I was pretty proud of myself for thinking of such a good excuse. Usually, I would have just mumbled, stuttered and poured my heart out with my worries, but with Niall I felt confident in myself, and that was one of the reasons that I liked him and liked being in his company. So that's why I came up with that brilliant excuse.

Making my way over to the steps, Niall pulled me back and smirked at my confused expression.

"Uh, Susie?"


"The dentist isn't open on a Sunday." 

My brilliant excuse had failed me, and obviously wasn't as amazing as I first thought. My heart flopped in my chest as Niall took my hand, leading me over to the sofa again. He handed me the mug and I sipped it gratefully, as the English 'Summer' weather wasn't turning out as well as usual. Glancing out at the window, I realised it had started to rain. I mean, raining? Seriously? In the middle of July?!


My attention snapped to Niall and I glared at him. "What?"

"Woah, woah." He held his hands up as if in defense and I sighed. What was I doing? Getting angry at a guy just because he didn't want to be with me? After my bad break up with Max, it was quite hard for me to trust guys, as I didn't want to get hurt. But with Niall our relationship just felt so right, and how he kissed me on that day...

It was as if he wanted me back, and that was such an amazing feeling: to be wanted, to be loved. Well, I wouldn't call it love exactly, but I did have strong feelings from him and I don't think I'd be able to keep that all in, trapping it and forcing myself just to be friends with Niall. It wouldn't feel right and sooner or later I'd end up damaging myself, so I had made up my mind.

If he was going to tell me to get lost, I would do just that. But if he told me that we could still be friends, which was very probable as Niall was a nice person, I'd kindly tell him that it wasn't possible.

But somewhere in my mind told me that I was being irrational. Why was I getting so worked up about this, telling myself that I had such strong feelings for this guy, when all we had was a simple kiss?

He wasn't mine to lose, just like I realised when I hid him in the apartment.

So instead of embarrassing myself further with lame excuses, I chose to brace myself for whatever Niall was about to say.

"Why are you upset, Susie?"

His question made me pause. Could I tell him? "I'm sorry, it's just...I know you don't have feelings for me, and it makes it hard when I become attached to someone and then they don't like me back like I like them." There. I said it.

"He really hurt you didn't he?"



I frowned. I had never told Niall about Max, the only people who knew were my closest friends: Liv, Zara, Annabel and Charlotte. "How do you know about him?"

"The girls told me. They warned me not to hurt you, that you hide beneath your scars. You act like you're fine, but I can see somewhere in your eyes that you're not, that there was more to your relationship with Max."

Would he leave me alone if I told him? Probably. "I really thought Max and I had something. We talked about our future many times, it was mainly Max bringing it up, and that was why our break up was such a shock to me. I never thought he would be the kind of guy to cheat and then swan off to another country to finish Uni. He's just not like that, and it really pained me to see our friendship fall to pieces."

Niall nodded and he looked concerned. Edging closer to me on the sofa, my breath caught in my throat as he leaned forward to me.

I jumped up quickly, why was he messing with me? This wasn't fair! I had just told him about my relationship with Max and then he leans in as if giving me signs that he likes me. But he doesn't! Why would he? I mean, we get on really well and everything, and the kiss was magical. But since that day in London, he hasn't called or texted me once! Not once.

"Look, I need to go Niall."

"Why? Why do you keep pushing me away all the time, Susie?"

I felt a tear trickling down my cheek. "Because you don't like me like I like you. And that really hurts me. I can't deal with another bad relationship, so stop pretending you like me when it's obvious you don't!"

His face contorted with fury but then relaxed again as he pulled me to sit back down. "Susie."


"Since the day that I kissed you, I've been so worried about everything. It's all messed up in my brain, and the truth is, we connect, and I haven't connected with a girl before like this. I really, really like you, Susie." Niall moved forward and slowly started to wipe the tears from my face with his thumb.

"You do?" I asked quietly.

"Yes. And I know I haven't talked to you in ages, but that's the reason I asked you to come today. I was wondering if you'd like to be my official girlfriend? I'm starting to fall for you, Susie and every day I spend without you makes me feel alone and sad. But when I do get to see you, Susie, you make me smile and laugh, and like I said on the Eye, you're beautiful."

My mouth gaped at his words. I was completely and utterly wrong. He liked me? "So, I'm not cute anymore?"

Niall cracked a grin and I smiled through my tears of happiness. "I don't know much about you, Susie, but I want to. I want to know everything, all your random quotes, your secrets. I want to be able to laugh and live with you and the only way I can do that is to be near you.” He gazed into my eyes intently. “So, will you? Be my girlfriend?”

My heart melted at the adorable look in his eyes, and I knew in an instant that my answer would be, “Yes.”


YAHOOOO!!! Finally :)

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