Nothing will be the same

I stare at my reflection in the windshield. I can see where the tears streaked my face. Who am i? Im nobody. Im just an ugly bitch and i dont deserve him. I rest my elbows on my lap and bury my face in my hands. What have i done. I sit there and sob for a moment. When i look back at my reflection i notice that my mascara was completely ruined. At that moment i realized nothing will be the same.


2. How we met

I sat there with my heart pounding and my hand on my chest. I swear my whole life just flashed before my eyes! I almost killed him! The boy seemed to feel exactly the same. He was leaned up against another car with a hand on his chest and a couple of his buddies hovering around him. 

I slowly emerged from the car and the guys looked at me. 

"Oh my god! Im so sorry! Its just, I'm new here, and I'm so sorry!" I said. 

"Its fine, he's just a bit panicked. He'll be fine," One of the boys said.

"Oh thank goodness," i said as they all made their way over to me. I suddenly felt ready to vomit, faint, and i feel a bit light headed realizing what happened. "Whoa!" I say putting my hand on my forehead. The guys all gave me a look. I heard one of them mumble something about me being alright. 

"Im not feeling s-so ho-" I feel myself lose balance and begin to fall. I felt someone grab my elbow and a hand on my waist. My balance and vision started to steady and my brain processed who was holding me. 

The strong, muscular arms. The distinguishable tattoos. The birthmark. This wasn't an ordinary boy that i almost killed. I almost ran over Liam Payne, 1/5 of One Direction. I take a look around. There was Harry, Zayn, Niall, and Louis too. 

Was this actually happening or was I having one of those dreams again? 

I sat there staring him up and down. He probably thought i was mentally undressing him. The way he was staring, maybe he was undressing me. I didn't care though, I was struggling to take my eyes off of him. Off of his soft eyes. Off of his lips. Off of his whole damn body! I felt the hand on my waist tense up. 

"Oh, um, you can let go now," I said rejoining reality and stepped back. This was awkward. He must have been getting the same vibe because he started scratching his the back of his neck like there was nothing else to do.

"Um, thanks for not running me over, i guess," Liam said. I watched as his muscles flexed. I couldn't help but stare.

"Oh, yeah, your welcome... I guess," I say with an awkward laugh. I look down at my boots. I didn't know what to do or what to say. 

"Im Liam, and these are my mates Louis, Zayn, Niall, and Harry," He said, pointing to each boy. I looked up and smiled. 

"I know. I know who One Direction is. Im Meagan, but u can call me Megs." I say, highly doubting i will ever see them again. Looking from face to face, i just kinda stand there like a fool. I was either turning really red or really pale because Niall finally spoke up and asked if i was ok. 

"Oh, I'm fine. Just trying to process what just happened," I said, slightly tugging on my sleeve. They all just sat there with confused faces. What were they thinking of? Oh god! Were they all undressing me! Pfffft! Only in my dreams. I had no clue of what to do! I decided to end the awkward heaven i was in, "Well it was nice to meet you guys, i guess." 

I headed over to my car and unlocked the door. My hand ready to open the door, "Wait!" I heard Liam. I looked up to see him look at the ground, shaking his head. Never mind was the vibe I was getting. Continuing to open the door, i looked up. Liam opened his mouth as if to speak, but shook his head and remained silent.

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