princessprena

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Everything About You
Chapter 32
I was shocked, and I'm sure he could tell. 
"S-sorry." I said, closing the door quickly and trying to breathe. So that's why he stopped talking to me. And that's why Louis was acting weird. But why hadn't I heard about the relationship in the tabloids? 
I walked back to my room and braided my hair, brushed my teeth, fixed my makeup, and tried not to cry. All I can say is that dinner's going to be awkward tonight. Harry walked into my room and it's obvious that he knew I saw Niall and that girl together. 
"How are you holding up?" he asked, sitting on the bed next to me. I looked at him before I gave him an honest answer. 
"I should have known. I was upset when he just stopped talking to me, no explanation. But what I just saw in the guest room, well I guess that was an explanation." I said. Silence. 
"How long?" I asked, and Harry sighed. 
"They're not even really together. I mean, she wants to be with him, but he says he's afraid of getting his heart broken." Harry told me. 
"Great. It's all my fault." I said, getting up and pacing around the room. 
"Come on, dinner's ready. You can sit next to me. You'll get through this." he said, walking out the door. I followed him to the dining room, where everybody else was already seated, even my father. 
"A toast, to finally having the lovely Haylie back in the household!" my mother said, raising her champagne glass. I took my glass and chugged it. Louis stared at me, confused, but when he saw that girl practically on Niall, he nodded his head, understanding. 
We talked about how classes were going, and everybody was proud of me for being third in my class after the first semester. 
"So are you going to introduce me?" I asked, raising my eyebrows at Niall. He got red, probably embarassed, but I don't really care right now. For some reason, I was mad at him. 
"Uh, this is Carrie." he said, and she shot me a tight smile. So I guess she didn't like me either. 
"You must be the Haylie that everyone's talking about." she said.
"That's me." I said, annoyed.
"Well, I can't wait to get to know you!" she said, kind of excitedly. I couldn't tell if she liked me or hated me, but she was up to something. 
"Don't count on it. I don't know if you've heard, but apparently every time I get close to someone, I leave them. Some may even say I break their heart." I said, my eyes staring directly at Niall, as if he were the only person in the room. 
My father cleared his throat, noticing the tension in the air. 
"Pass the butter please." he said, and I reached for the dish, handing it to him. A few minutes later, I decided I didn't want to be here anymore. 
"May I be excused?" I said, pushing my chair back.
"Sure, get some rest." my mother said, and I walked to my room. I sat on my bed, hugging a pillow to my chest, trying to clear my head. I had just called Maria and told her everything, and she really didn't know what I should do. So I just decided silence was the only thing that could help me right now. 
That didn't last long though, because I heard a soft knock on my door about an hour later. 
"Who is it?" I asked, my voice quiet. 
"Niall." he said, his voice filling my ears. 
"I'm kind of busy." I said, even though I really wasn't. 
"Haylie, please." he begged. I didn't budge though, and he didn't leave either. Finally, I walked over to the door and unlocked it. He pushed it open and walked in. I walked into the bathroom and pretended to be interested in a strand of hair, which actually bored me. I walked out and sat on the chair in the corner. 
"Do you need something?" I asked, and he shook his head. 
"Then you can go." I said, starting to unpack and ack uninterested in Niall. 
"Actually, I need to talk to you." he said. 
"Oh, so now you can talk." I snapped. 
"What's wrong?" he asked. As if he didn't already know.
"You. You text me everyday and skype me more than once a week for months, then one day I don't a text. And the next day, no skype call. Nothing. I wanna know why." I said.
"Because of Carrie. She was jealous." he told me. 
"How long have you known her?" I asked, and he replied two months.
"So you're willing to give up our friendship or whatever the he/l this is for some chick you met two months ago? I bet you don't even know her middle name." I said, raising my voice. He didn't respond.
"Niall, I loved you. And when you agreed to talk to me every day, I was ecstatic. I was going to give us a second chance." I said, and it was true. I was going to ask Niall out right when I got back from the airport. Too bad he was swapping spit with some other girl.
"I really thought we could be a couple again. I even thought about transferring to Oxford." I said. I could see he looked guilty now, but I wasn't done. 
"But I don't know if it's worth it. If I drop everything and come back. Who knows if you decide to not talk to me again? Then it would have been a waste." I finished. He stared at me, moving closer. 
"She's not my girlfriend." he said. 
"That's all you have to say?" I questioned, my voice cracking. We were so close, our skin was touching.
"You would do all that for me?" he asked softly. 
"In a heartbeat." I whispered. 
Before I knew it, his arms were wrapped around my waist, mine around his neck. He pulled me close to him, our lips touching. It was magical, it was amazing, it was perfect. 
It was exactly what I wanted.
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I think I'm going to do 3 more chapters for this story, then I'm going to start me new one! who will read it? feedback?!
 

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Chapter 4

// Puddles in the Rain \\

Chapter 8

 

"Fidelity will you go to the store for me? We need more milk."
I was sitting on the couch and looking out the window as the rain fell from the sky. I sighed and got up from my spot and shuffled into the kitchen, were my mom stood in a new dress and her hair in a tight bun. She was frantically putting on red lipstick and looking for something. Huh.
"Mom, where are you going?"
"On a date."
She didn't stop to look but shoved something into her purse. Great, my mother even had a date.
"Oh. Do I have to go to the store?"
Because it was the weekend and I was away from eveyone, like Robbie and Maddie, I was finally able to unwind and not be so tense. My mother stopped walking and frowned at me.
"Fine fine."
I put my hands up and walked up the stairs and into my room. I slipped off my pajamas and pulled on my Wild Love pink sweatshirt, white shorts, and my floral boots. I was too lazy to to anything with my hair, so I left it messy.
"Well, since your going to the store, will you buy the other things on the list?"
My mother said quickly when I came down the stairs. She shoved the notepad into my hand and I stared down at it. Just a grocery list.
"Mom do I-"
"I really got to go. See you later ok?"
She kissed my forehead and scrambled out the back door which connected to the garage. I sighed and opened front door, walking out into the rain. I pulled my hoodie up and walked down the street. The clostest grocery store was Harris Teeter, which was pretty far to walk, about 12 minutes. As soon as I got there, I went quickly through the list and went up to the cashier.
"Hey..."
I stopped looking through my walet and noticed Maddie. I forgot she had a job here.
"Hi."
I said quickly, and put all the stuff on the conveyor belt and then stuffed my face back down in my wallet, even though I already found the card I needed.
"So, how have you been?"
Maddie asked as she rang up the food.
"Fine."
I brushed a piece of hair behind my ear, waiting for this to be over with.
"Well, um, I want to say-"
I held my hand up and looked at her, and her face was as red as mine.
"Maddie, I don't want your apologie. There is nothing to discuss about. I don't have anything to say to you."
I took the grocery bags and filled them with the food as I said this, and I could tell she felt more and more bad and embaressed.
"Bye,"
She said as I walked away, and I didn't reply. I stepped outside and it was still raining, but not as hard. As I walked in the rain, I thought about the guy in the hoodie last time it was raining. As I walked past the park I looked over my shoulder and saw that the guy was sitting in the same place he was last time. I stopped in my tracks and turned.
"Hey!"
I yelled across the street. I know he heard me, but he still didn't look up or move. He was really starting to annoy me.
"Hello?"
I yelled again, now starting to walk into his direction.
"Well usually it's nice to reply to someone when they're trying to be nice."
I said to him as I got closer. He wasn't wearing the same black sweatshirt like last time, but another one. A dark blue one.
"Ok, come on. I know you see me."
I waved my hand in front of his face, but he didn't look at it. He just continued to stare at nothing. I rolled my eyes and set an empty grocery bag down on the cement in front of him and sat down on them. I caught a glimpse of his eyes, which were a brown hazel color. A beautiful carmel chocolate.
"You have beautiful eyes."
I said without realizing it, but them becoming really embaressed. I don't know why I was embaressed, but I didn't know why I said it in the first place. But then, he looked up at me, those eyes staring into mine, and he acually said something for the first time.
"Thank you."

Fidelitys outfit: http://www.polyvore.com/rememeber_yesterday_live_today/set?id=56339587

Her mothers outfit: http://www.polyvore.com/mothers_date_night/set?id=56337755

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all that glitters
Chapter 5
I sit in the food court all alone. I'm waiting for my mom to pick me up.
She always begs to come to the doctors with me but I never let her. I can't stand to see her face when she hears the news. It's never good. Always bad.
Now, I kind of wish I let her come. Then maybe someone would be here to cry with me.
A hand touches my shoulder.
"Ally," It's Cams voice.
"You can sit." I invite. He sits down beside me.
"Ally.. what you said before? Please tell me it's not true." He begs.
"It is, Cam. It's true. I'm fifteen years old and I'm dying. In less than a freaking year." I cry.
I don't think it's ever hit me this hard.
The short amount of time I have left is what hurts.
"Do you know what I can do in a year? I could write another book. I could finish my movie and write a whole new album. I could break up with my a/sshole of a boyfriend and actually fall in love. I could have somebody call me Allison instead of stupid Ally. I could, I could.." I trail off, crying too hard.
"But even if I do write another book, I won't live to see people reading it, I won't be able to watch my movie, or listen to my new album, or have fans tell me they love it. I could fall in love only to break the boys heart once I die. I'd only get to hear someone call me my actual name for less than a year." I sob onto his shoulder and he just listens.
"Allison." He whispers.
I look up into his eyes and instantly fall in love.
"Thank you," I whisper. Then I lean my head on his shoulder.
"Allison, if you only have less than a year.." His face cringes. "Then why are wewasting it sitting here being sad?" He asks.
"Isn't it time to start living?"

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Everything About You
 a 1D fanfic♥ chapter two
"He gave you his number?" Darcy asks, her face twisted into a look of pure surprise.
I study the paper. I nod. "Nick, no, no, Niall. Niall gave me his number." I look up at her, raising my eyebrow awkwardly, as that's never been something I'm very good at. "Should we call him?"
Darcy lets out a guffaw of laughter, throwing her head back. 
I chuckle, too, slipping the paper back in my pocket.
Of course I wasn't calling...
Noah?
No, Niall.
We walk up to her car, slipping in. I struggle with my seat-belt for a second, then manage to snap the dang thing in. Darcy starts driving away.
An idea forms in my mind.
"Darcy, what if we did call?"
She gives me a skeptical look. "Why?" She says slowly.
"If he gave me his number, he must somewhat like me. I could use this to my advantage to get their annoying faces off the television, and their annoying voices off the radio." I shrug.
Darcy smiles at me and we high-five.
Let the fun begin.
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I called Niall and he ended up asking me out on a date. I actually cringed at the fact that I have to be alone with him for the night. 
I hear the doorbell ring and I groan. I slowly walk down the stairs. The doorbell rings again.
"Coming!" I roll my eyes. I grab my coat and open the door.
"Ready?" He smiles.
I force a smile and nod. I bite my lip when he rests his hand on my back. 
I slide in the car and smile when he closes the door for me. He's actually super sweet.
"You're going to love this." He smiles.
"We'll see." I smile. I frown when he looks away.
After about 25 minutes of driving and endless conversation, we stop. I look out the window. 
"You're taking me on a boat?" I gasp.
He nods. "Shall we?" He opens the door for me.
I nod. The boat is so, what's the word, romantic? No. It's more than that. I just don't have the right words.
The boat starts moving and slow music starts playing. Honestly if I thought that I would have this much contact with him, I would have said no.
I force myself to smile when he pulls me close to him. He rests his hands on my waist. I guess I have to wrap my arms around his neck. 
We start spinning slowly in circles. I try to focus on the lights that are around the rail of the boat. He just keeps looking me in the eyes. I hate it.
I shut my eyes as the wind blows against us. Niall chuckles.
"Here." He wraps me tightly in his arms.
I slowly open my eyes and see Niall's blue eyes staring into mine. He smiles and bites his lip.
"I rarely kiss on the first date." He whispers.
"Really?" I manage a smile.
He nods. "But for you I can make an exception."
He slowly presses his lips against mine. I leave my eyes open and stand there like a statue. Minutes pass and I just allow myself to melt with him. 
I think I actually liked it.
Oh no. 
This can't happen.
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Kay, guys. I'm guessing this story is a collab now.... iwishuponawhale made the first part. Like where it's all descriptive lol. What do you guys think? 
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