Niall pulled on my hand almost pulling me into a run. “Where are we going?” I asked again. He ignored me and walked on. His hand felt warm against mine as he pulled me along the sidewalk. Finally I saw flashing lights. “The London Eye?” I asked. Niall turned around, a smile on his face, “Yup, best damn thing in London if I do say so myself.” He pulled on my hand and led me to the arcade. Reaching a small little booth, I looked at the sign. “Love Tester.” I read out loud. Niall pulled my hand and placed it on the monitor as he placed his next to mine. The pink bar moved up and down before it stopped at 90%.  “You are 90% compatible!” The woman said. She handed Niall a stuffed heart, and he handed it to me. “Here is my heart.” He giggled. I smiled as he grabbed my hand once again. He led me to the large Ferris wheel; The London Eye. I gulped as I saw it. Niall turned to me, his eyebrows furrowed, “You gonna be ok?” He asked. I nodded, shaking away my fear. “Next!” The man yelled. Niall pulled my hand into one of the carts. The man closed the door and I slowly felt the car rise. A worried look came upon my face, I’ve always been afraid of heights. “Don’t worry Jamie, I got you.” Niall smiled. He wrapped his arms around me, leaning against the wall. He propped his feet on the bench as he pulled me onto his lap. We looked out the window to see the view; we were almost near the top.

                Reaching the top, I could see all of London. “The view is…beautiful.” I gasped awestruck. “Almost as beautiful as you.” Niall whispered. I smiled, laying my head on his chest. He finally removed his sunglasses as I looked up into his gorgeous blue eyes. He smiled down at me, his smile glowing. On the ride back down I sat up and turned to Niall, “Why does London have to be so much prettier than California?” Niall chuckled and protested, “That is not true.” I cocked my head to the side like a confused puppy. He continued, “California must be gorgeous, I mean, after all, it has you in it.” He winked at me before saying under his breath, “God I’m cheesy.” I giggled as his cheeks turned red. The car finally came to a stop at the bottom. Niall let me down, and then got himself up. The man at the bottom of the Ferris wheel slid open our doors. Swarms of girls suddenly turned their heads; Niall forgot to put his hoodie and glasses back on. “Shit.” Niall said under his breath. I gave him a worried look before he whispered in my ear, “I’m so sorry.” I gave him a look of worried reassurance before he let go of my hand. He sprinted at full speed towards the nearest taxi. “I hope he’s ok…” I thought.

                I grabbed a taxi ride home after an amazing day. I unlocked my hotel room door and flopped facedown onto my bed. My phone started to ring, and I groaned to pick it up. Sitting up, I grabbed my phone off the table; it was my Mom. “Hello?” I answered. “Jamie. Why aren’t you home yet?” My mother asked in a stern tone. “Mom I’m staying in London for a few weeks. I will be home soon. And I know you’re pissed, but can we talk about something?” I asked. She sighed before answering, “Shoot.” “Well…I think I’m falling in love.” I answered. “What? With who?” She yelled back at me. “Niall Horan, from One Direction.” I replied quietly. I heard her let out a snort before continuing, “Really honey?” She asked in a tone that told me she was on the verge of cracking up. My phone beeped as I finished talking; it was a text. “Hey Mom, I got to go. Love you, bye.” I replied quickly before hanging up. I looked at the text:  “Hey Jam, I’m so sorry about earlier. I was stupid not to put the disguise back on. Perfect day ruined :/ but if you’ll let me make it up to you, meet me on the roof in 5 minutes. –Niall” I smiled at the words. “The perfect day continues.” I muttered under my breath with a smile.

                I walked up the stairs to the roof, to hear an acoustic guitar playing, it was so dark, I could barely see anything. I walked forward to see gorgeous blue eyes glowing in the moonlight. “Yes I like the way you smile with your eyes, other guys see you but don’t realize that it’s m-my loving. There’s something ‘bout your laugh that makes me wanna have to, there’s nothing funny so we laugh at n-n-nothing.” Niall sang, his eyes staring into mine the whole time. He stopped playing and looked at me. “I finally heard you sing.” I said with a smile. Niall removed his guitar and stepped closer to me. He pulled me in by my hips, wrapping his arms around me. “Every minute’s like our last so, let’s just take it real slow, forget about the clock that’s t-t-ticking.” Niall sang, his gorgeous voice echoing through the neighborhood. “I still feel it every time, it’s just something that you do.” Niall sang quietly. He put a finger under my chin, lifting my head up to look at him. “It’s everything about you.” Niall whispered as he moved in slowly. He closed his eyes as I closed mine. His lips pressed against mine as I felt the passion with every lip movement. My heart was beating a mile a minute as I moved my hand up to the back of his neck. He rubbed my back, kissing me slowly. He pulled away slowly, leaving me wanting more. “I’ve been waiting to do that for a while.” Niall smiled.

Hooking his arm in mine, Niall opened the door and led us back to the elevator. He pressed the close door button and clicked the button that said ‘Lobby’. The doors shut and Niall began, “Ok now it’s your turn.” “My turn for what?” I asked. “Your turn to ask me a question.” He replied with a cheeky smile. I tapped my fingers along my chin before suggesting, “How about you just sing for me instead?” I asked. Niall smirked before he leaned over to my ear and whispered, “Later.” The doors opened and we walked out of the elevator, Niall pulling me close to his side. We walked up to the front desk and before Niall could talk, I asked, “Niall, could you please get me just a cheap room? Please? I don’t want to cause any trouble.” Niall shook his head disapprovingly, “Fine, but never settle for less, you deserve the best.” I felt my cheeks burning bright red as he turned to the woman at the front desk. “One room please, floor 5 preferably.” “Name please?” The woman asked in a droning tone. “File it under Jamie McAllister please.” Niall finished, handing the woman his credit card. She swiped it, handed it back to him, and tossed me the keys, “Room 3A, first door on your right.” Niall thanked the woman and brought me back to the elevator. He pressed the close door button, “My turn,” he began, “what’s your favorite color?” I laughed at his question and answered, “Hmm I guess blue or green.” He smiled as the door opened back up. Hooking his arm in mine once again, we walked forward.

“1A…4A…Ah here we go! 3A!” Niall exclaimed. I smirked as he placed the key card in and opened the door. The room was a simple room, one bedroom, one bathroom, a small kitchen with checkered tile, and a living room. “Home sweet home eh?” Niall chuckled. I laughed at his joke before he continued, “toss me your phone will ya?” I could tell I had a confused look on my face because Niall continued, “I’m giving you my number so you can text me.” A smile appeared on my face as Niall chuckled. He entered his information and tossed it back. He laid the key card on the table, “We’re right across the hall, be sure to make yourself at home.” He smiled. Closing the door behind him, I walked over and collapsed on the couch. It was like a dream come true. I picked up my phone and scrolled through the contacts to see the newly entered one, Niall Horan. I smiled at the name, as I clicked to send a message; “Hey it’s Jamie, so we still up for movie night tonight?” I clicked send as I got up from the couch. A large rumble that scared me came from my stomach, “I guess I’m hungry.” I chuckled to myself. I walked over to the kitchen and grabbed the complimentary box of Cheez-Its out from the cabinet. Plopping down in the dining room chair, I felt my phone vibrate, 1 New Message from Niall Horan. I smiled at the name and clicked ‘view’; “Of course. Come over at eight, if you don’t mind scary movies ;) xx –Niall” I giggled at the name and sighed. Movie night with Niall Horan, this has to be a dream.

           Niall pressed the number saying 5, the floor the boys were on. “Alright,” Niall began, “if you don’t mind me asking, why is asking about your family a sensitive subject?” I swallowed hard before quietly answering, “Well I haven’t had the greatest relationship with my family. I mean, we’re somewhat close, but not as close as I’d like to be, ya know?” Niall nodded, “Jamie,” he started, “I can tell that’s not the real reason, what is?” The corners of my eyes filled with tears as I felt choked up, “Well for a while, I wasn’t an only child.” Niall’s eyes had a glimpse of confusion, so I continued, “I had a brother…Devon. He was 19, student at Stanford, straight A’s, baseball player, girlfriend who loved him. But…a few months ago…he was in a car accident. He was driving along interstate 580 before a semi came out of the wrong lane. Devon’s car flipped over upside down and…he died instantly. The worst part? He was driving over to visit us.” By the time I finished I had burning tears rolling down my face. “Jamie…I’m so sorry…” Niall’s Irish voice dampened off. “It’s fine.” I reassured him, wiping the tears away with my sleeve. “No, it’s not. Come here.” Niall insisted. He pulled me towards him, wrapping his strong arms around me. I buried my face into his chest as I cried. He just comforted me and held me tighter. His warm embrace made me feel different, like I was safe.

                A loud ding came from the elevator as Niall and I pulled away from each other. I wiped the rest of my tears away just to see Niall’s smiling face inches from mine, “Feeling better?” he whispered in a tone that took my breath away. “Much.” I replied, a grand smile coming across my lips. Niall walked behind me, putting his hand on the small of my back. He pushed me forward to the room 4B. He removed a silver room card and inserted it into the slot. The light turned green and Niall twisted the handle and opened the door. The room was a grand opening to the dining room and the living room. The hotel room was huge. I glanced over and saw Harry passed out on the white leather couch, Coldplay playing softly in the background. I heard music as Niall led me over to one of the 3 bedrooms. He twisted the door handle and pushed open the door to see Louis, Zayn, and Liam having a practice session. They were all sitting on the beige comforter, singing softly to each other. I heard spurts of different lyrics here and there; it seemed to be they were writing a song. “Jamie, how are you feeling?” Louis asked, hopping up from the comforter. “Better, thank you.” I replied with a sincere smile. “Your eyes are all red and puffy, what’s wrong?” Zayn asked in a concerned tone. “Oh nothing don’t worry about it.” I smiled. Zayn smiled back but didn’t seem too satisfied with my answer.

                “I’m going to rent Jamie a room, then give her a tour of London tomorrow.” Niall said. “Ooooh get some Nialler!” Louis laughed. Liam smacked him in the face with a pillow, “Don’t mind him, really.” “Jamie! I almost forgot, the boys and I are having a movie night tonight! Would you like to come?” Niall asked, turning to face me. His blue eyes were shining, splashes of joy were everywhere. His stares almost made me faint, as my legs always felt like pudding when he looked at me. “S-sure.” I stuttered, a grand smile appearing across my face. “Great!” Niall replied in a cheerful tone, his adorable smile showing. “Now then, let’s go rent you a room.” He suggested.

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