Because...I can love you more than this [Niall]

[It is a fan fiction - but because it is more like a romance, I will put it as romance]

Meet Jessie Brooks, 16-year-old teenager living in Nanaimo. She did not sing often, but she got her heart broken - unintentionally - by the guy she was in love with since grade 8. So, what happens when she starts posting cover more? Especially - If they are, One Direction covers.

Will a certain member notice it?

[I tried not to make this a cliché Fan Fiction, but it started as one. Also, it is technically 'based on my life' because, well, yeah.]

P.S.: My original story of this consists of 28 chapters - but this one was shorten due to lack of space for some chapters - as some of the ones I posted were shortened.


2. Chapter 4 – Moving to London

It has been another 6 months of knowing the boys, and we were all still great friends. Cane is still dating his girlfriend. The boys asked me to move to London with them, and I accepted; I want to try a new life.


It is about summertime now, well it is summer, and it is the 22nd of June as of now. I am so happy that in about a week, I will be moving in with the boys, well not all of them, Niall and I will be sharing a flat. I do not know why it is Niall, I guess it is because Liam moved out, and Niall needed someone responsible to make sure he did not eat all of his food before he starved himself


A week later, it was June 29th. I am so excited, because today will be the first day I go on a plane. Niall came to Canada to pick me up, but when we land in London, he will only stay for a day then return back to the tour. I am stuck learning the life of Englanders by myself, well no, I think Louis said El would be able to show me around England.

I think Dani will join us too, even though her and Liam broke up almost a year ago, they are still good friends, so she is good friends with myself. She is an amazing girl.

I have met Perrie too, but she does not come around much, we are close too. Just, not the same as El and I, or Dani and I.

Amy Green, yeah the one everyone said Niall was dating, turns out they weren’t, it was another ‘Diall’ situation, were they liked each other, but his famous life was too complicated for a relationship, and her schooling life was too hard to handle dating a famous pop star. They do not like each other right now, but they obviously did a few months ago.

Harry, well he does not have a girlfriend right now, he still likes that girl he said he liked in a magazine I read before I knew them. I wish he would tell her, but apparently, she will not date him because he has the label as the ‘womanizer’ and the ‘flirt’. Which, I do not believe one bit. I actually think Harry is an amazing person, whether he is flirtatious or romantic.


We were on the plane right and we had just left Toronto 15 minutes ago. The only thing that sucks; is stopping in Toronto before going to England. I guess I can say bye Canada now.


After a long flight, we had finally arrived in London. I am super glad, but it is late at night. I guess we will do some quick furniture shopping tomorrow before Niall leaves back to North America. I think he is heading the USA first.


When we arrive to Niall’s flat, it is extremely late, like extremely late. I think you could tell we are both tired. We both ended up yawning.


I said, “Niall, I think we should go to sleep soon.”

Niall nodded, “Yes princess we should.”

Wait did he call me princess? “Niall, did you just call me princess?”

Niall said, “I did not- oh shit I did call you princess. I am so sorry Jessie! I guess I must be really tired.”

I sighed, “Me too Nialler, me too.”

Niall chuckled, “Well you can sleep with me in my room until we get your stuff tomorrow, alright pri-Jessie?”

I think he was going to call me princess again; he must be tired. “Okay Nialler.”

Niall smiled, “Alright let’s go now!”

I smiled at the cuteness, “Okiedokie!”


We walked up to his room, and fell onto his bed, yup, we both were tired.

I slowly drifted asleep, Niall and I were in his bed, his bed was big enough for the both of us, and I ended up cuddling into him.


Before I fell asleep I said, “Good night Nialler.”

He chuckled, “Good night princess Jessie.”


He called me princess again…that is cute.


After those last thoughts, I fell asleep peacefully.


That was my first night in London, or first morning, whichever.

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