Surely Love



I think there are only two quotes that I can easily relate too. For it’s the only quotes that make sense.

One by John Lennon.

“There's nowhere you can be that isn't where you're meant to be...”

And another by Lemony Snicket.

“Fate is like a strange, unpopular restaurant filled with odd little waiters who bring you things you never asked for and don't always like.”

Both quite funny, in the sense, that they are true.

I’ve always complained all my life, about having the worst luck.

And I must say it’s true, indeed I do have the worst luck.

I should stop complaining, maybe one day, I’ll be lucky.


“I’m gonna miss this place.” I sighed, as I zipped up the last luggage, and taped up the last moving boxes.

I lived in the vast, concrete jungle called New York City. A city that never slept, a city everyone dreamed of being in.

A jungle of people roamed the streets, day and night, and sometimes you have to stop, and rest for awhile.

I guess you could say that’s what I was doing. Resting awhile..Haha.


I had a few close friends, but I only had one that I kept in touch with daily. You would think we were inseparable, regardless of the fact that she lived in London…and I lived in New York City.

Two very far locations.

Dana and I have been friends for almost 8 years. I, as of recently just turned 18…She on the other hand will be turning 18 in two months…And for the next two months, I would be traveling back and forth from NYC to London for modeling jobs.

Not the catwalk type of modeling, more of the… take pictures of me, while I advertise your clothing.

I would miss my apartment, but hey…eventually I’ll be back.

…….

After cleaning out all of the remnants in the fridge, and leaving everything pretty spotless, I proceeded to lug my 4 fat suitcases down the stairs.

THUMP.THUMP.THUMP.THUMP.

It seems as every flight I drag down my suitcase, the louder sounds it makes.

Stupid Elevator…Why do you have to not work, on the day I need you.

“Oi, the fuck all this sound coming from.” Someone yelled from their apartment, but strange...Oi? Must be an Irish boy.

“Sorry! Elevators aren’t working…didn’t mean to disturb you.” I waved a hand at him, as he peeked his head down the staircase.

Woah…when did THE Niall Horan move into my building. Ok…Lia…Stay Calm….Stay Calm…

Do not freak out…

Stay Calm… I recited to myself. Being a devout directioner, my insides, were melting. I loved them all, but my two all time hotties were Harry, and Niall.

“How many ya have there?”He smiled, revealing his pearly whites.

“Uh….a lot…Moving for a few months..” I tugged at the suitcase, causing it to thump again.

“Let me help..” He jogged down the stairs, picking up the suitcase and running down the rest of the flights. I quickly followed, as he tossed it in the back of my car.

“Nice car..” He smirked, gazing at my beautiful white audio r8 coupe

……..

As he put the last large suitcase in the car, he let out a loud groan.

“Thank you...It would have taken me a hours to get all of those down the stairs.” I smile, as I followed him back up the stairs.

“No problem babe, wouldn’t want a pretty girl like you getting hurt carryin one of those luggages, now do we?” He arched and brow.

I could feel my cheeks redden, but I quickly avoided the question with another one.

“So…what’s a lad like you doing in the bustlin’ streets of New York City.” He chuckled, before standing outside of his apartment.

“Mind staying for a drink or something?” He called me pretty, and now he’s inviting me for a drink…MIRACLE….

“Uh sure, I’d like that.” I nodded, as I stepped into his apartment.

He motioned for me to sit by the stools, as he pulled out a beer from the fridge.

“Well…sometimes I need a little rest…being bombarded my paparazzi can be a lil too much, ya know..” He smiled, while popping off the beer cap, and sliding one over to me.

I smiled back, taking a sip of it.

“So..I’m surprised…you are the first girl, to not bring it up.” Confused, I arched a brow at him.

“Bring what up?”

“One Direction.”

Oooh.

“Well…I know who you are, but I’m not gonna turn into my inner fan girl, and go crazy on you…You’re just another regular human being…” I took a sip of my beer, before finishing my sentence. “Just an abnormal job..”

He gave me a weird stare for a few seconds, before smiling to himself.

“That’s a first, you a fan?”

“How can I not, Directioner at heart…” I unlocked my phone, revealing my Harry, and Niall lock screen picture.

Chuckling at the picture, he took a swig, before smacking his lips.

“So where ya headed too?”

“London, actually. Visiting a friend, then back here, then back to London to surprise her, for her birthday.”

“Really? I’m headed up there next week. How long you staying there for?”

“Em….a month or two…then I head back here for a week, then back to London to pick her up.”

“Hassle, huh? What’s the surprise..?”

“Front row One Direction concert for her birthday..” I admitted.

“Really? The one here?”

“Yup!” I laughed looking at the time.

“Oh wow, okay, I’m gonna be late to my own flight!... I should really head out..” I hopped off the stool, placing the beer bottle in the sink.

“Sorry, didn’t meant to keep ya in here for that long..” He laughed, as he scribbled something into a piece of paper.

“It was really a pleasure meeting you..” I smiled, before embracing him in a tight hug.

Returning the favor, he slipped his hand in my back pocket, leaving something there.

“The pleasure was all mine.” He winked before waving goodbye.


I just met Niall Horan.

Notes

So you guys! First chapter to Surely Love? How do you guys like it!! For some, you may have read my other fan fic called Reserved! If you haven't read it ....NOOWWWW.
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