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They are all famous except for Harry!

~Harry's POV~

Hi! I'm what you call a fangir... boy. Because I'm a boy, obviously.

My days exist of: standing up, smile at my posters, go to school while listening to One Direction music, think about them for the rest of the school day, go home while listening to One Direction music, search on my laptop for new photo's of them, go to sleep and dream about the hot guys... That's basically it.

Yes, I'm gay in case you didn't notice. And I'm a huge fan of One Direction. I can't help it! Did you hear their voices? Did you see their hotness?

Of course I have my favourite. Doesn't everyone have? They are all amazing, but Niall, he just has this little bit extra that I like so much. I can't really explain it. It just is what it is.

One of the other things I like to do when I get home from school is talking with random people on omegle about my favourite boy band, just like I'm doing now. You won't believe how many people spend their time on here to tell us Directioners that One Direction sucks. I just got rid of another one of these bastards. I sigh and connect to another stranger.

You: Hi :)

Stranger: Hey!

You: how are you today?

Stranger: I'm great thx! How are you?

You: Pissed :s

Stranger: How so?

You: People just keep insulting my favourite boy band.

Stranger: Aaw! That sucks. Not all people have the same intrests, why don't they understand that?

You: That's true, but what can you do about it...

Stranger: Nothing...

you: Finally someone who understands me! :)

You: So, how old are you?

Stranger: I'll just give you my asl. That's easier for you.

You: :) Thx.

stranger: 19 m Ireland

My eyes widen a bit. A male Directioner? That's rare. Maybe I can make friends with him. That would be awesome.

You: 19 m England. So you're a male Directioner? Like me? :)

Stranger: Well, yeah I guess. Are you a massive fan of One Direction?

You: I think you could say that ;)

Stranger: What's your name?

You: The name is Harry :) You?

Stranger: I'm James.

It took him about a minute to type that. Weird...

You: Haha, just like Niall's middle name. :D

Stranger: Yeah

You: Hey, what's wrong. You were enthusiastic just a minute ago.

Stranger: You seem a pretty cool lad. Can I trust you with a secret.

You: sure, go ahead.

Stranger: But you have to promise not to tell anyone.

You: okay. I pinkie promise you that I won't tell anyone.

Stranger: Okay.

Stranger: I am Niall Horan from One Direction.

For a minute my heart speeds up, but then I remember that I have no prove. There are so many people out there who pretend to be 1/5.

You: You're one of these people?

Stranger: What do you mean?

You: Come on, you can't think I'm actually going to believe you. There are a lot of people who pretend to be you.

Stranger: But it's true! I am Niall.

You: M-huh and I'm Obama.

Stranger: That would be so cool, but you just told me you were Harry.

You: *Eye roll* I can fake my name too.

Stranger: You still don't believe me do you?

You: Nope

Stranger: Fine, what do I have to do for you to believe me?

I think about it for a minute. I can let him follow me on twitter. No, he can be an old pervert sitting behind his computer and just no. I won't give him my twitter. But... I can let him tweet something. A smile forms on my face.

You: You can send a tweet.

Stranger: Fine, what do I have to tweet?

You: You can tweet: Harry is the most amazing person alive :)

Stranger: What? :o

You: It's your only prove...

Stranger: Can't I just follow you on twitter? Pwetty pwease?

You: No, for all I know you can be an old creepy stalker.

Stranger: Thanks for your trust. Pfft old stalker.

Stranger: But I shall do it. Only for you.

You: Oh, thanks. I feel special.

Stranger: I'm going to be in so much trouble.

You: Haha, lol :p

Then it is silent for a few minutes. Until finally I get a respond.

Stranger: You should be happy. Check twitter.

You: Okay, brb

He seems to mean it. Oh my God, what if I'm really talking to Niall Horan? I would totally freak out.

Quickly I open a new page and open twitter. I go to Niall's account and there.

'Harry is the most amazing person alive!'

My mouth falls open. I am talking to Niall Horan from One Directions. Quick I go back to Omegle.

You: No way!

Stranger: Told ya so!

You: I'm sorry for not believing you.

Stranger: It's okay. I wouldn't believe it either.

Stranger: Can I have your twitter now? You seem like a nice friend.

You: Okay, but you have to promise me not to stalk me.

Stranger: Like you do to me.

You: ... That's beside the point! I am a fan! I can do that!

Stranger: Okay, I promise you.

You: Okay... It's @Harry_Styles

Stranger: I'm going to follow you.

Then it is silence for a minute before the familiar twitter bleeb sounds through my room. I open it and see that Niall followed me. I can't help myself and do a happy dance. He's following me.

Stranger: Done.

Stranger: I bet you're doing a happy dance.

You: No :| I'm not doing anything.

Stranger: Sure. Is that you on the profile pic?

You: No, It's my dog

You: Of course it's me!

Stranger: I thought so, otherwise the dog would be pretty ugly.

You: Are you saying I'm ugly!? :o

Stranger: No! no. You're not ugly!

You: Good! I thought you were offending me.

Stranger: I would never!

You: :) thought so.

Stranger: Have you ever been to one of our concerts before?

You: Yes! Last year. And I'm going tomorrow.

Stranger: Really! We should meet!

Stranger: Come after the concert backstage. I will be there and let you in. :)

You: I can?

Stranger: Yes, of course. You're my friend now.

You: Thank you.

Stranger: Haha :D

Stranger: I gotta go. See you tomorrow.

You: Yeah, till tomorrow

Stranger has disconnected.

I just chatted with Niall Horan. My celebrity crush. There goes another happy dance. Suddenly I freeze. Tomorrow I'm going to meet him again. In person!

A very masculine scream escapes my mouth. It's a good thing I don't live with my parents anymore.

~The next evening~

The concert just ended and let me tell you, it was perfect, but aren't they always? The stupid smile won't leave my face as I make my way to backstage.

As I arrive their a big bodyguard is blocking my way. I gulp as I look at how tall the man is and his muscles are big.

"What are you doing here?" He asks and I panic a bit, but what would you do if a big guy is looking at you like he's going to murder you.

"I... euhm. Niall told me to wait here for him." I say nervously and the bodyguard starts laughing.

"Sure thing, kid. You know how many fans try that pretext to get to see them? I'm not buying it."

"But sir, it's true! I swear." I say. I should have know that he wouldn't believe me.

"Go away, kid, before you start to believe yourself." The bodyguard goes on laughing at me. After a minute I still didn't move. "You still here?" The buff man asks then. I nod slowly and the man sighs.

"I will call the police if you don't go away." My eyes go wide when he says that. Maybe it's best for me to leave.

"I'll just leave." I say and start walking away, but when I'm almost around the corner, I hear my name being called.

"Harry!" I turn around and see Niall, who reached the bodyguard now. I smile and walk back to where I came from. Niall smiles too and let's me in. I have to fight to the desire to stick out my tongue to the guard, but I do it in my mind.

We walk past long corridor's until finally we arrive in the launch room. There is no one there except for me and Niall.

"I'm glad that you aren't some old creepy dude." Niall says as he sits on he couch next to me. "You'e actually a lot hotter than an old guy."

I huff. "You really thought I was a pervert? I'm offended now. I thought you saw my profile pic?"

"Yeah, but that could have been false." Niall laughs at the pout on my face. "And besides, I just called you hot."

A smile replaces my pout as I look at him. A light blush on my cheeks. "Thanks, I guess."

"You are lucky to be here. Liam was shouting at me for letting a stranger come backstage. He said that you could be a terrorist, but I defended you and said that I couldn't prevent you from coming now. I'm actually glad you came. You're really a nice lad."

I smile again. "Thank you for letting me come tonight. The concert was amazing by the way."

"I know! We always give good concerts." Niall says in a matter-of-fact tone. " You are the first fan that didn't start screaming when you saw me."

"That's because I was to scared. Did you see the man at the entrance? He almost killed me!" I exclaim and Niall starts laughing.

"He killing you? Last time Louis was about to kill a fly, he stopped him, screaming that the poor fly didn't deserve to die. That man doesn't hurt anybody."

"He still looked scary." I say and this time Niall nods.

"That's true."

The night caries on and soon it's almost 5 am. I stand up from the comfortable couch.

"I'm sorry, but I have to go. I had a great time, but I have to catch the bus." I say and smile at Niall. He's even funnier and sweeter in person. scratch everything about the crush I said I have for him. My feelings just changed in love.

"You're here by bus?" He asks.

"Yes, I don't have a car" I admit and Niall gasps.

"I won't let you take the bus. I'll bring you back."

"No, you don't have too. It's already late... or early and you need your sleep." I protest. I don't want to hold him from his sleep. I know being in a band is hard.

"I insist and I won't accept a no."

I sigh and give up. "Okay."

"Yes!" Niall yells and takes my hand. "Come on. You need your sleep too." He says and drags me through the building. Outside he drags me to his car and opens the door for me.

"Thank you." I say while I step inside. Niall beams me a smile and closes the door. Then he walks to the drivers seat and steps in himself. He starts the car and drives away from the building.

"Where do you live?" He asks and I give him the directions to my house. While we are driving, a comfortable silence fills the car. Music is playing in the background and suddenly our arms brush against each other. Goosebumps spread over my skin and a blush creeps up my face. Good thing it's dark.

"We're here." Niall suddenly says and when I look out of the window, I see indeed my flat.

"Thank you for bringing me." I say and look into his gorgeous blue eyes.

"No problem." He says and I notice our faces are inching closer to each other. I can feel his hot breath on my lips and my nose touches his. Then he backs up again.

"Goodbye, Harry. It was nice meeting you." Niall says. I'm still startled from the almost kiss thing just now.

"Y-yeah, goodbye." I say and step out of the car. I can't say I'm not disappointed that he didn't kiss me. I wanted it.

I walk to the front door and open it. I look back one more time to see Niall smiling and waving at me before he drives away. Out of my life.

~The next day~

I wake up by the sound of banging on the door and the doorbell ringing. Ugh, I don't want to get up. It's three in the afternoon and I'm still tired.

Then I remember last night's events and I start to smile. I've had a great time with Niall, but I'll never see him again.

More bouncing on the door brings me back from my thoughts. With a groan I stand up and put my pants on.

"I'm coming!" I yell and start walking to the door. I open it and my mouth falls open. There stands Niall, my backpack in his hand. His mouth is open too as he looks at my bare chest.

"Like what you see?" I ask when I snap out of my shocked state. Niall blushes. "Shut up." He says and looks away.

"I came to bring you your backpack. You forgot it last night." Ha says and shows me the backpack.

"Thank you... Would you like to come in? Have some tea?" I ask as I take over the backpack from him.

"Sure." he says and walks into my flat. He walks into the living room and sits down on the sofa. "Nice flat."

"Thank you." I say and start to make the tea. "I designed it myself." I walk into the living room to and give him his tea. Then I sit down beside him and sip my tea, putting it on the table afterwards.

When I look to Niall, I see that his hands are shaking slightly.

"You're not only here to bring my backpack, huh?" I say and look at him.

"I- no. I wanted to talk about last night. In the car. When I almost kissed you." He says and looks to his hands. Then to my eyes to see my reaction.

I nod my head, so he knows he can go on. "I wanted to kiss you. I still want. It might be quick, but there is something about you that made me fall for you. And I know that yo.." But I cut him off by slamming my lips on his.

Before he can respond I pull back and look straight into his eyes. "I love you too." I say and Niall smiles before bringing his lips back on mine.

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Hope you liked this. I wrote it during the exams. I'm sorry it took so long to update, but bold, no bold, bold,... It drove me crazy! I'm never going to do that again!

Anyway, thanks for reading and voting and commenting (if you did)

My new fanfic is up, go check it out and please vote for the bromance you like. Thank you!!

xx Lisa xx

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