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Skylar Wallace is in love with One Direction, especially Niall. She follows there every move. She even knows Harry and Niall like to make fake twitter accounts to talk to their fans. And she has her suspicions when a random boy named Leroy Conner direct messages her, saying he's a directioner as well.

Niall Horan an Harry Styles love talking to their fans, but the only way they can without it being on covers of magazines is to d o it in secret, so they make fake twitter accounts, changing them every few so directioners don't catch on. This week for Niall, its Leroy, from their upcoming music video, The Best Song Ever.




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2. Nando's


 



THE LOOK FOR THIS CHAPTER ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^

I rub my eyes groggily, then look at the clock. 8:03. I shoot up. Crap. How can I be late! I cry. I look

at my phone, making sure that my pest of a brother Micah didn't change the clock on me like he

sometimes does. Nope. But no matter how late I am, I could never go to school looking like crap.

So i take my time to pick out an outfit, a light brown cowgirl shirt with the new white shorts I got

from Pac Sun. That's my store right there. I swipe on a quick look from MAC and fishtail my hair.

i'm out the door walking through the streets of NYC on my cowgirl boots, how ironic. I try to hail a

cab, but to no avail, all of them are headed somewhere. I sigh. Okay, I guess I'll just play hooky.

Mom doesn't care, especially if she never found out. I turn around, ready to head back home when

I hear a honk. A Mercedes pulls up next to me. I get frightened for a split second before I noticed

who it was. William. Crap. I shoo him off. But he just shuts the engine off and rolls down the

window. "Hey babe." I shake my head; "Don't you dare call me that, you perve." William is my ex

boyfriend. We had a long term relationship from 8th grade until the end of my junior year. But then

he cheated on me with Cher, the bleach blonde chick who's daddy manages one

direction.  Needless to say, if she has anything to do with, I wouldn't even me able to look at

pictures of the band. I start walking away from the car, but he slowly just drives the car next to me. I

look at my surroundings for an escape, theirs a restaurant right next to me, I dash into it. I breathe

a sigh of relief as I see his car drive away. Thank god.I hate him, I never want to see him again,

especially since he's dating Cher right now. I scope my surroundings. I gasp as I look at the

resteraunt. It's Nando's! I didn't know there was one in America let alone NYC. I might as well try it.

I look at the menu. Peri-Peri Chicken. Hmm. Sounds good enough. I order some and take a seat

at a small booth, feeling oddly alone. Suddenly, screams erupt from the outside. I stand up,

terrified. Fire, murder, death? I rush to window, just to see a limo pull up. And who else goes to

Nando's but the famous, Niall Horan?

 

 

 

I stand, awestruck as Niall walks through the door, police guard the door.from raging fans. I gasp

for a breath as he walks right passed me. He orders as I stare at his perfectly blonde hair. Just as

he turns around I look back down to my Peri-Peri. "You like the peri-peri chicken too?" I look up to

see him standing over me. I manage a slight nod before looking back down to my chicken. "Are

you a fan?" He sits at the booth across from me, I look up to see his beautiful blue eyes staring

into my bright green ones. I laugh a little. "Okay, well I should get going, do you want me to sign

something for you?" He puts his arm on the table, almost touching my chicken. "Uh. Uh, yeah!" I

manage, fumbling for my backpack. "Sokay'" He nods, pulling a nando's napkin from the stool,

and a pen from his pocket. I watch in wonder as he scribbles his name on the napkin, then hands it

back to me. Then, he snatches a piece of chicken from my tray, and heads through the glass door.

Away from me. I feel faint. Niall Horan just touched me. Oh. My. Freaking. God!

 

 

 

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