Year One (A short Story)

One Direction Book!! Diagnosed with Cancer Kathleen who only has exactly one year to live meet a guy. He was so cute and charming, and funny. Only did she find out that he was part of the One Direction group. Faced with the time running out Niall tries to give Kathleen the year of her life, and tries to help her fight this!

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7. Date

It was 5:00 by the time I got back to the hotel, and Niall was coming to pick me up at 5:30. I had butterflies thinking about it. "Stop, this is just a date, nothing big" I told myself, but that didn't seem to matter, the butterflies never stopped.

I left my hair curled, and put on some cover up, and Mascara. I put on a pair of skinny jeans, and a simple tank top, I like how I looked, I  just hope that he will to. I heard a knock at the hotel door, and opened it. There he was standing there in his jeans, and a wife beater. I loved is I could see his big arms. He was so tan, which only brought out his nice blue eyes even more. He paused and looked at me, "Wow! You look gorgeous!" He smiled, and then grabbed my hand to lead me down the hallway.

We went to the most expensive restaurant in the whole city, and to be honest I felt so bad that he had to pay for it.

"So what treatments do you have to get?"

"I am suppose to be getting three different treatments, but I don't think I am. My family doesn't have that much money, and the only way I can pay for it is with my brothers college fund. I don't want him to throw his life away for me"

"Kathleen, I am sure he would much rather have his sister then go to a college. You know me, and the boys can help you out with the cash department though right?"

"I could never take money from you or any of the boys, I would feel so bad, but can we talk about something else please?"

"Yes I am so sorry, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable."

"No it's fine, I promise!"

We finished our meal, and then headed back to the hotel.

"Do you still want to hang out?" He asked

"Yah sure I have the hotel room to myself tonight, do you want to come over and watch a movie?"

"Yes! he answered back quickly, then stopped himself, I mean yeah that would be nice"

"I laughed, and his cheeks went bright red again, it was honestly the cutest thing I have ever seen. I had never made a guy blush for me like the before.

We got back to the hotel, and he put in a movie, I think it was Shrek.

"Really Shrek?" I asked him laughing

He looked up at me, "Yeah it was one of my favorites"

He jumped on the bed beside me, and leaned up against the back bored with me. He started poking me, "Niall stop it!" I said giggling at him

"What are you going to do about it?" He said in a playful energetic voice.

"I will beat you up!" I said trying to act tough, but I could tell he wasn't buying it. I went to jump on him, but before I could do anything he was ontop of me holding both of my hands down to the bed.

"That isn't fair! I wasn't ready!" He laughed, and got off, "Okay on the count of three"

One, two, before he could get to three, I jumped ontop of him, he laughed, "You tricked me!"

"He laughed again"

"What I asked him"

Before I even knew what was happening he flipped me over onto the bed, and got ontop of me. "That's what"

I smiled at him, and he moved in closer until he put his forhead on mine.

"You are different!"

"Thanks Niall!" I said sarcastically

"No, I mean I like it. Every other girl would have been a razed fan, but not you, you treated me different. I can actually talk to you, and I like talking to you."

I started blushing

"Well you are different to"

"How"

"I was expecting some cocky teenage boy who thought that he was all that, and can get nay girl he wanted."

"That's what everyone thinks" He laughed

He stopped, and pulled his forhead away from mine, and looked into my eyes.

"You have to have the most stunning eyes I have ever seen in my life"

He brushed the hair out of my face, and leaned in and kissed me.

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