A Lost Soul
1. Unexpected ✧
☆ Flur's POV ☆
"The concert was great!" my best friend, Zola, squealed as we made our way over to the merchandise stands, where hundreds of selections of clothing had the five boys colored on them.
We had just finished watching their concert, as we were lucky enough to enter and win a competition online. They had sounded just as good live, as recorded on their album.
God they are amazing.
"Yeah, it was great." I replied as she beamed at me.
We were two huge One Direction fans. Directioners, at that.
We had been there since the X-Factor years and loved them all equally,
Zola had fallen head over heels when she first saw Niall, and I could say the same about Harry.
His curls, his bright green eyes. Ugh, just him in general.
"I'm totally gonna get this!" Zola yelled suddenly, as she ran up to a t-shirt with the boys on the front, and the symbol behind. She was a totally basic person, she liked most things plain-
If it were me, my merchandise had to be glittery or exotic; not just a plain white shirt.
"I think i'm gonna get this too." she spoke again as she pulled down a shit that read
'Future Mrs.Horan' how basic can she get?
☓ ☓
After we finished buying all of our wanted objects, we walked near the exits which still had hundreds (or maybe even thousands) of girls waiting to leave the arena.
My legs shook as me and Zola took our spot in the back of the long line, that wasn't moving one bit. What the hell were they doing up front?
"What the hell, this line is never gonna fucking move!"
I thought out loud, making a few of young eyes land on me. I gave them a mean look, causing them to turn their heads and continue minding their own businesses
"Whata 'ya gonna do?" she asked as she shook her bag full of clothes in her hand.
I shook my head before I got a sudden urge. Shit..
"Z-Zola. I think I gotta piss." I whispered to her as she curled her eyebrows.
"I think there is a bathroom...over there." she said, sounding more like a question.
I groaned and followed her finger, that pointed in the back.
"Here, hold my bag." I said before shoving the item into her hands.
"Don't rush yourself, this line isn't moving any time soon." she chuckled before I ran off to the back.
"Where do you think you're going?" a large guard asked, as I approached the stage.
"The, um, bathroom. Not gonna try to hold the guys captive or anything."
I joked with a nervous laugh, though his face remained straight. Lighten up dude.
He grunted and showed me a door, before walking away.
I sighed before I neared the mirror, which reflected someone who looked totally beat.-
my hair was pointing in different directions, and my eyeliner looked darker than my soul.
I flattened my hair down before remembering what I actually came here for.
After I finished doing what I had to do, I walked out of the restrooms and shuddered as cold air hit me.
I was walking down the hall to reunite with Zola, but I heard strange noises from behind me.
It sounded weird, almost like someone was being shut up- prevented from making a loud noise.
That's strange I said to myself as I aimlessly walked down the corridor; following the sound.
I shrieked as I turned the corner and banged into something. My hands immediately flew behind me to break my fall. Whatever I had bumped into was hard and cold, what the hell was it?
I shook my head to fix my vision and looked up to reveal the coldest pair of ocean blue eyes.
Not just any blue eyes, the same two in many, many of my posters-
"Niall Horan!" I whispered to myself as he bit his lip, looking around almost seeming to see if the coast was clear. I could feel my breath hitch in my throat
"Yeah." he said, smiling down at me, but then he frowned,
"You shouldn't be down here." I flinched at his strict tone, his accent thick and deep as he spoke
To be honest, he sounded a bit angry. Was it because of me?
He suddenly pushed his hand out, palm facing me.
I placed my hand onto his and immediately pulled away- he was freezing.
"I am so really sorry." I managed to get out, without breaking out in fangirl mode,
"I was in the toilets and I heard a noi-"
I was cut off by a scream, as it confirmed my suspicion. I frowned as I looked over Niall's shoulder then back to his eyes to see if he was phased. He just looked concerned.
"Don't mind that, it's just uh Louis and the guys messin' 'round."
he said, beaming at me. I couldn't help but smile back at him, he was just an angel.
"Um yeah." I said as the air grew silent between the both of us. awkward silence.
"I'm just gonna go now." I spoke suddenly as he nodded his head and watched me walk off.
"The concert was great!" my best friend, Zola, squealed as we made our way over to the merchandise stands, where hundreds of selections of clothing had the five boys colored on them.
We had just finished watching their concert, as we were lucky enough to enter and win a competition online. They had sounded just as good live, as recorded on their album.
God they are amazing.
"Yeah, it was great." I replied as she beamed at me.
We were two huge One Direction fans. Directioners, at that.
We had been there since the X-Factor years and loved them all equally,
Zola had fallen head over heels when she first saw Niall, and I could say the same about Harry.
His curls, his bright green eyes. Ugh, just him in general.
"I'm totally gonna get this!" Zola yelled suddenly, as she ran up to a t-shirt with the boys on the front, and the symbol behind. She was a totally basic person, she liked most things plain-
If it were me, my merchandise had to be glittery or exotic; not just a plain white shirt.
"I think i'm gonna get this too." she spoke again as she pulled down a shit that read
'Future Mrs.Horan' how basic can she get?
☓ ☓
After we finished buying all of our wanted objects, we walked near the exits which still had hundreds (or maybe even thousands) of girls waiting to leave the arena.
My legs shook as me and Zola took our spot in the back of the long line, that wasn't moving one bit. What the hell were they doing up front?
"What the hell, this line is never gonna fucking move!"
I thought out loud, making a few of young eyes land on me. I gave them a mean look, causing them to turn their heads and continue minding their own businesses
"Whata 'ya gonna do?" she asked as she shook her bag full of clothes in her hand.
I shook my head before I got a sudden urge. Shit..
"Z-Zola. I think I gotta piss." I whispered to her as she curled her eyebrows.
"I think there is a bathroom...over there." she said, sounding more like a question.
I groaned and followed her finger, that pointed in the back.
"Here, hold my bag." I said before shoving the item into her hands.
"Don't rush yourself, this line isn't moving any time soon." she chuckled before I ran off to the back.
"Where do you think you're going?" a large guard asked, as I approached the stage.
"The, um, bathroom. Not gonna try to hold the guys captive or anything."
I joked with a nervous laugh, though his face remained straight. Lighten up dude.
He grunted and showed me a door, before walking away.
I sighed before I neared the mirror, which reflected someone who looked totally beat.-
my hair was pointing in different directions, and my eyeliner looked darker than my soul.
I flattened my hair down before remembering what I actually came here for.
After I finished doing what I had to do, I walked out of the restrooms and shuddered as cold air hit me.
I was walking down the hall to reunite with Zola, but I heard strange noises from behind me.
It sounded weird, almost like someone was being shut up- prevented from making a loud noise.
That's strange I said to myself as I aimlessly walked down the corridor; following the sound.
I shrieked as I turned the corner and banged into something. My hands immediately flew behind me to break my fall. Whatever I had bumped into was hard and cold, what the hell was it?
I shook my head to fix my vision and looked up to reveal the coldest pair of ocean blue eyes.
Not just any blue eyes, the same two in many, many of my posters-
"Niall Horan!" I whispered to myself as he bit his lip, looking around almost seeming to see if the coast was clear. I could feel my breath hitch in my throat
"Yeah." he said, smiling down at me, but then he frowned,
"You shouldn't be down here." I flinched at his strict tone, his accent thick and deep as he spoke
To be honest, he sounded a bit angry. Was it because of me?
He suddenly pushed his hand out, palm facing me.
I placed my hand onto his and immediately pulled away- he was freezing.
"I am so really sorry." I managed to get out, without breaking out in fangirl mode,
"I was in the toilets and I heard a noi-"
I was cut off by a scream, as it confirmed my suspicion. I frowned as I looked over Niall's shoulder then back to his eyes to see if he was phased. He just looked concerned.
"Don't mind that, it's just uh Louis and the guys messin' 'round."
he said, beaming at me. I couldn't help but smile back at him, he was just an angel.
"Um yeah." I said as the air grew silent between the both of us. awkward silence.
"I'm just gonna go now." I spoke suddenly as he nodded his head and watched me walk off.
Notes
OKAII ☁did chu like it? ☺
just saying but this is a first part, it will be continued from here. I just can't write any longer..my fingurs hurt :(
but, yeah. I think I'll update tomorrow-
under one condition: if i get at least 2 likes, or comments...
11/16/13