Niall took the first chance he got alone with me to attack me in a deep and passionate kiss that literally blew my mind. It was brief and out of nowhere—after we all came back and I was getting my last drink for the night—but it was utterly wonderful. The way his lips kissed down my neck, his teeth ever so softly grazing the skin . . . and when he very huskily growled, “You’re gonna pay for this, ya know,” I nearly lost it.

If Brinley hadn’t been coming down the stairs, I literally would’ve probably ripped our clothes off right then and there.

From there, I decided it was safest to go to my room and sleep.

The first thing I did when I woke up was go to Twitter, see the responses people had to my performance. There were tweets all over my page, some from people I knew and some from those I didn’t.

The Directioners’ responses varied. Some absolutely loved it, some hated it, and some thought it was pretty good. Some, though they were nearly kicked out of the fandom for saying it, said it was better than the original.

That made me smile, though I didn’t at all agree.

I decided that it was time to respond instead of just taking it all in. People needed to hear what I had to say, and I wanted to respond to fans.

First I tweeted, “Last night was loads of fun. @blakeshelton Yep. Definitely means drive faster and turn up the music. :D haha.”

Then, I tweeted another one. “Thank you all for your continued support throughout the show. To everyone voting for me, I love you so much! I wouldn’t be where I am without you. After all, I’m just a girl from Kenmare, no one special. I’m where I am because of you. (: Thank you. I love you all. Xx”

I responded to some tweets that had me mentioned or tweets directed at me, such as . . .

From tommolover: Way to ruin a perfectly good song, @EvieEbbs. Don’t know if I should still vote for you.

I’m so sorry you feel that way. I wouldn’t vote for me if I felt that way! Thank you for voting in the past, however. Your votes have gotten me where I am, and I’m sorry I’ve let you down. Stay beautiful, either way. Xx

From Horans_princess: I absolutely adored that version! Paramore meets @onedirection meets @EvieEbbs. Thank you for giving me that wonderful cover to listen to. <3 You’ve got all my votes!

Thank you so much! (: Your votes mean the world to me! Xx Though I can’t take all, can I? There are others who deserve some love too, especially from a beauty like you! :D

From Styles-style: @EvieEbbs I’m not sure how I feel about last night . . . but I love you so much that I don’t care. #WhereWeAreTour I’ll use all my power to get you there!

Haha. Thank you! I’m sorry you didn’t just love last night. It was definitely a risk, and I knew not everyone would like it. I’m not sure if I deserve all your power, but thank you so much for using it on me! Xx You’re absolutely incredible. And quite beautiful, I might add.

From Liams-Loki: It wasn’t my favorite performance, but I was singing along the entire way! Even though it was faster than I’m used to. xD @EvieEbbs, you rocked it last night! And that’s TOTALLY what that means. Way to go, @NiallOfficial. #Irishcuties

I’m glad you enjoyed yourself! I did speed it up a bit, didn’t I? :3 Thank you very much for your words of kindness and support, beautiful girl. Xx Haha. Did you notice him blushing? Very cute indeed. (; #Irishcutie

I did a lot more, but that was the gist of it all. Then, there were the tweets from Noah, Kiley, Madi, Max, and Chris.

Kiley: @EvieEbbs, you rocked me last night! ;) Miss you, my Irish darling. Luckily, after next week, you’ll come home either way, so I’ll see you then! :D

Haha. Thanks, Kiles. And let’s not get ahead of ourselves. The results aren’t official, and you can’t predict the future. :P

Max: @EvieEbbs, and when did you plan to, you know, CALL ME?! I would’ve liked to have known! I had to explain to your dad what that meant, and that was awkward! “Yes, Tobey, your daughter’s singing about that more in depth than she did before.” t-.-t

Hehe. Warning would’ve changed that? He still would’ve asked. (:

Noah: I want you to drive faster and turn up the music, show me you care! @EvieEbbs @NiallOfficial makes sense, right? ;) Great job, Ev! Still killing it. :D And yes. I owe you. -.-

You so owe me! :D And it makes the most sense. Psh. Whatchu talkin’ bout? :3

Madi: Everit. Freaking. Eberly. If you don’t call me and tell me what you’re performing next so I can be ready to get excited . . . I’M GONNA COME UP THERE AND KILL YOU!!!!! . . . . . . love you, @EvieEbbs. <3
Uh . . . sorry. :3 Please don’t kill me? I’ve still got a bunch I wanna do with my life. I love you, too! Miss your face! Xx If you came up here, I wouldn’t protest. (:

Chris: You know, I was jamming out the whole time in the audience of @theVoice listening to @EvieEbbs sing a very naughty song. Some sibling-like feelings are sprouting for this girl, and I’m not sure how I should feel about this. :P Though she kicked ass! :D Way to go, Ritty. :)

Thanks, C! :D You should feel . . . remorse ‘cause you let your little sis be naughty? Idk. xD I do apologize. I’ll keep your feelings in mind next time. :3

Then, when all of that was done, I went downstairs and made breakfast.

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When we weren’t rehearsing, Brinley was seeing the city with her boyfriend. I didn’t feel like seeing the city alone, so I just stayed in and hung out with the five crazy boys here. At the same time, I was texting all of my friends and keeping up with things.

Eventually, I got so hungry that I went in the kitchen and made a cake for literally no reason. I just wanted one, so I made one.

When Harry began questioning me as I shoved my face full of chocolate cake—I only shared with Niall because he didn’t make me feel weird for eating so messily since he did the same—I just stuck my tongue out at him and said, “I eat cake because it’s someone’s birthday somewhere.”

“You sure it’s not because you just turned eighteen yesterday?” Louis asked.

I shook my head. “Nope. It’s not my birthday anymore.”

Right as I was about to get another bite of cake, Liam reached over and grabbed it. He was able to pull it off because I was so focused on making sure that Harry didn’t get my cake that I didn’t even think to see if Liam would get it. Honestly, he was the one I least expected to do so.

“Give me the cake, and no one gets hurt!” I called after him when he began running off.

“Evie, can you do me a favor and stop being so damn loud for a minute?” Niall muttered from his chair.

It shocked all of us, me the most. Liam actually frowned at him while Louis’ eyes widened. Harry came back in the room with furrowed eyebrows, and Zayn just stood there, mouth slightly opened.

Niall didn’t even notice because of whoever he was texting.

I let out a breathless laugh. “Fine. I’ll just go away then.”

He rolled his eyes. “Come on, Evie, that’s not what I meant.”

“No, Niall,” I said, giving him a sarcastic smile that pretty much summed up my frustration. “I’ll just go upstairs and leave you alone.”

He sat there for a second with closed eyes, but for some reason, that just pissed me off even more. So, with a scoff, I shook my head and left the room. I think he expected me to go to my room, so I didn’t. I went down to the movie room and fell onto the couch in there.

What the hell was that all about? Honestly, my head was spinning with emotions like anger and sadness. I felt those emotions swirling around inside of me much more powerfully than they probably should’ve been. My blood seemed to be boiling . . . I mean, sure, it was a dick thing to say, but blood boiling? No way.

Something was up.

Niall was very pissed as he came downstairs after me. “Really, Evie?”

“You were the jerk, not me,” I snorted. “Anyways, Niall, I think there’s—”

“Way to completely ignore the issue and just move on from it,” he snapped. “I hate it when you do that, Evie. You just act like it’s nothing and move on. It’s really immature.”

I gaped at him. “What did you . . . no. Look, you wanna see immature? Watch me walk right out that door and not come back ‘til you stop being such an ass. My goodness, Niall, I was goofing off like I always do. Like you typically do. Now you’re all pissed at me because you snapping at me pissed me off. My bad?”

“Wait, Evie,” he said, and parts of me told me not to, told me to keep walking. Yet my heart was yanking me backwards.

“No, Niall,” I protested, and my heart sank. “I’m going upstairs.”

When I started to walk out, he grabbed my wrist and pulled me close to him, his cyan eyes burning with desire. And it kinda made me realize just what was going on.

Our emotions were out of whack. We hadn’t finished the mating process, yet we were already to the next step of drinking each other’s blood. I think it was causing us to be emotional and out of control of things.

So, I couldn’t really be mad at him, though he didn’t have to know that. I wanted to see how this played out.

I tried to pull my wrist away. “Stop it, Niall.”

Very roughly, he pushed me into the wall behind me and kissed my neck. It was all I could do not to melt into a pile of goop, especially when he started biting as well, but I managed and tried again.

“No, Niall,” I moaned, which in turn covered up the protests. Because I wanted this. I needed this, needed him, and that much was obvious in my voice.

“No,” he murmured, and he began biting the end of my ear. Pulling on it . . . letting his hands slide underneath my t-shirt. “I want you to forgive me.”

“I forgive you,” I breathed.

My near combustion point was when he growled in my ear. Honestly, I don’t think I had ever been more turned on in my whole life. “Are you sure? I could do more.”

“Show me what you got, baby,” I taunted, giving him a slight smirk when his eyes met mine.

He was grinning as well, and to my delight, he scooped me up in his arms and carried me out of the movie room. He took me past the guys, who all looked at us and actually started cheering. It shocked me, but I didn’t really care about them.

I cared about this boy about to make love to me.

The door barely closed before we were on my bed. Thankfully, he had closed Harley outside as well, because the poor baby didn’t need to witness this . . . .

Notes

The lyrics are from You and I by Joe Budden. Never heard of him, nor have I heard this song, but the lyrics fit, so . . . x3

So, if those are actual Twitter names, oops. I just made them up, so don't, like, message them or anything. I just came up with random ones, so hopefully those don't exist. But they probably do . . . .

Anyways, guys, so, yes, there is a sequel to this story that I'll start posting shortly after the conclusion of the Voice. However, I have decided to post another fanfiction. Different characters. I think you guys are awesome. Totally wonderful. Some of you have asked me to post more of my fanfictions, and I decided, alright. I'll do that.

My question to you, as my awesome and dedicated and wonderful readers that make me smile quite often :3 . . . I have two fanfictions that I am looking at posting, but for now, I'm only gonna post one. I don't wanna have three different stories going at once so that I'm able to write chapters and get them up regularly.

So I'm letting you decide.

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The first one is titled His Princess. It's the first One Direction fanfiction I ever wrote, when I first became a huge One Direction fan. I had never read One Direction fanfictions. I, at the time, didn't know as much about them as I do now. I just knew that I loved them (especially that Irish cutie :3) so I decided to write a fanfiction. It's super long, and it needs lots of work, but that was the first.

It's about a girl named Emmit Nevin living in New York City. I don't wanna give too much away, but she's not exactly what she seems. She's not an experiment or anything (not different in the ways Everit is) but there isn't anyone who can say they've lived the same life as her. To the people who see her at school every day, she's the quiet girl in the back of the class who comes in with suspicious brusies and cuts far too often, and they're not all self-inflicted. They don't really see her true beauty because all they see is what they imagine would be a bunch of drama, so they don't look too much into her. Instead, they look at her best friend, Sparrow. When she goes to a One Direction concert, that all changes.

The life she settled with suddenly becomes not good enough, and she starts to realize that she wants more, and maybe, just maybe, she deserves more, too.

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I know now that them meeting at a One Direction concert is kinda overdone, and if this story is the story chosen, I may consider changing how they meet. (If you guys want. x3) But as of right now, that's how they meet. x3

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Now, the second story is called When the Leaves Begin to Fall. It's a story about a girl living in LA named Oliora Kelly, but she goes by Oli. Her dad is a music producer at Capitol, but that's not where she meets Niall Horan.

At her aunt's wedding in March of 2013, she walks past a bathroom and hears a boy crying. She doesn't know who it is, or why they're crying, but she knows she wants to help. So instead of worrying about walking into a boy's bathroom, she goes in to help and finds Niall Horan hiding out in there, afraid his fame has ruined his brother's wedding.

He doesn't know who this girl is, but after talking to her the entire night at the reception, he wants to know her. Things get hectic, and she has to leave before he can get her number. So they go their separate ways for a while.

August of that same year, it's Oli's eighteenth birthday. She invites all of her friends to a local club, and it's a fun time. And One Direction, coming off of their This Is Us tour, decide to celebrate. It just so happens that they choose the exact same club.

Fate just keeps putting those two back together, however, and despite the drama that occurs throughout the night and the next day, they just can't seem to go their separate ways.

When Oli's life is turned upside down and inside out, maybe Niall Horan is just what she needs.

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Okay, guys. I'm really shitty at summaries, so . . . yeah. I'm not gonna say both are awesome because I don't brag on my own things, but I find myself re-reading them both quite often. One is over seventy chapters, while the other isn't quite twenty. As I said, however, whichever you guys decide, I'll edit the crap out of the chapters, continue writing them, and post them for you to see. :)

Also, I'm gonna finish out the Voice. I'm not gonna wait for you guys to comment or anything. I've been horrible about posting chapters, especially considering this story is finished, so to make up for it, I'm gonna keep posting chapters. :)

Hope you enjoy this one! Sorry for the massively long author's note. x3 Hope it's not too confusing and hard to follow . . .

But let me know what you think about not only this chapter, but let me know which story you would like me to post! :)