Secrets (A Niall Horan Fanfiction)

Grace is a fifteen year old girl from London. She isn't the most outgoing person, she never really talks to anybody.
But when she gets to know that 'new Kid' in school, she finally opens up. Will he still talk to her, once he finds out about her secrets?

(One Direction are NOT famous here.)


6. Marcus

I could see the big 'Nandos' sign already and got hungrier by the second. I opened the door and stepped in there. Heaven. Nandos was just... it was even better than McDonalds.
There was a super long queue and I looked at the clock. I was supposed to pick my sister up in two hours. Would be enough time wouldn't it?

I queued up behind a blond haired guy, wearing a blue Muscle shirt. I waited patiently until it was the blond haired guy's turn to order. Once he started speaking, I fell in love with his super adorable, cute accent. He most definitely wasn't from London. I really wanted to see what his face looked like. He was told to wait by the side, because he ordered a lot of food and it wasn't ready yet. I stepped forward and turned my head lightly. 

I was Wonder struck. 

He was absolutely beautiful. He had the most amazing blue eyes I've ever seen. His lips looked soft and pink. He smiled at me, he had amazing teeth by the way.

I forced myself to smile back at him. Afterwards I quickly looked down again, and told the man behind the counter my order. He knew me, so he understood what I was saying, even though my voice was barely above a murmur. When I was done I carefully looked at the guy again. 

He had his head turned to the side. But when he felt me staring at him, he turned to me and smiled again. This time, I didn't smile back, I just looked away. 

''Sir, your food is ready.'' A girl behind the counter, probably around 15, too, told him. 

''Thank you, sweetheart.'' he said, shot me one last smile and headed outside. 

Meanwhile, my order was ready as well, so I sat down and began to ate. My mind was racing, I thought of this guy. I tried to guess his name. 

Marcus? Daniel? Lucas? 

I'm going to go with Marcus. It kind of suits him... 

His face was kind of locked in my head. I found myself smiling, as I thought about his sparkling, big blue eyes. Wow. He was like.. perfect.

I finished my food and stepped out in the cold autumn air. I loved living in London.
It was such a beautiful city. Great Britain was beautiful. 

I slowly made my way through the crowds. So many tourists here. 

I arrived at my sisters school in barely any time. She was already standing there, waiting for me. 

I hugged her, and she began to tell me about her day.

But I couldn't stop thinking of this blond guy.



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