Crystal's POV

"Niall...I don't think this is a good idea." I say into the phone. I hear him sigh, but knowing Niall I'll be on the next train ride over there in a matter of days. He's just so persistant sometimes.

"Why not!" He replies. I let out a breath, and place the phone on the table as I pull my hair into a ponytail. "I know about Jake and all...but...just..please?"

"Why me though?" I ask as I start to apply makeup. Jake is supposed to pick me up in a half hour, and Niall isn't really helping.

"Because you're a great best friend?" He says in a questioning tone.

"Spit it out Niall." I answer. He huffs and shuffling could be heard on the other line.

"Well he... Doesn't have the best taste in girls." He explains. "And it'll help the reputation of the band if he's seen with a normal girl instead of the annoying Kardashians."

"Still....why did you choose me?" I ask, annoyed. "You have a bunch of other friends too, Niall."

"I just want you to okay! Can you just do me this one favor!" He begs. "Please! It's just for a few months then it'll all blow over!"

I check the time. Fifteen minutes till Jake comes and I'm still not ready. What the hell, Niall.

"Fine! If I say yes will you let me get ready!" I sigh in defeat.

"Yes! Thanks love ya!" He exclaims and hangs up.

I feel like I've just got myself in deep shit.

I refocus on finishing my makeup, but keep concentrating on what just happened. Why me? He doesn't even remember me.

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Jake holds my hand as he drives and talks, but I just focus on what happened earlier. A feeling in my stomach churns every time I think about facing him again.

Of course, it's been at least 3 or 4 years since he's seen me...but..I can't get over what happened between us. It used to be young teen flirting, that you would think would never matter, but now it does. I'm 20 years old now, and I want a challenge. I want a game or some flirting once and a while. With Jake, there's just kissing and hand holding, no flirting or games. He's so serious all the time.

I remember when Niall brought me to the X-Factor for their third performance. Harry and I would always joke and flirt, but that was it. Niall was always protective of me, and didn't want Harry messing with me.

Then, I came back for more and more shows and soon it was every week I would ride the train down and watch them. Niall and I grew closer and Harry had more and more of an attraction just to the fact that we weren't allowed to really mingle.

A smile came to face as I thought of when Harry brought me into a broom closet before his show, just to piss Niall off. I still remember the feeling of his lips grazing mine before he was ripped away from me. The whole band was upset with him for going against Niall. Plus, they always thought Niall and I would eventually go out...which would be...weird.

Now, they're way too busy to come down. I call Niall a lot and even Louis sometimes, but the rest feel like they've disappeared. I see them in magazines or articles but, I haven't spoken to them in a long time.

It's funny how fast time went.

Just taking about Niall touring the world while I'm studying my ass off in school is...weird..too. We've always dreamed of sharing that valedictorian speech at graduation, but he never made it. He was on tour. We dreamed of going to prom together, but again he was on tour.

I'm not gonna lie, I miss Niall. But I'll never tell him that. It would make him worry way too much.

And now...I'm seeing them again. It'll be just like old times...hopefully.

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