*Niall's POV*
"So really, mate? Who is Christine" Harry asked quite curiously.

"Well I don't know where to start but she moved to my home town when she was five..." i started to tell them the story of the day I saw her, while teling it I could see the memories run through my brain like my movie.

~Flashback~
"Mummy, Mummy? who is that?" I said asking my mum at the age of six

"Niall darling, those are our new neighbors from acroos the street, you know the have a little girl around your age" my mum said gesturing to the little girl across the street; with her chesnut brown hair in a single ponytail and her plaid school dress moveing with the short petite little body as she played on her new drive way.

Soon she started kindergarten; I was in first grade and I followed her home since our houses were so close, but she never noticed me. Over the years it went in the same pattern; I followed her to school lurking behind her, hoping to catch a glimpse of her in recess or lucnh, and following behind her back home, every day she never noticed... until she was thirteen.

"So wait! let me get this straight; you watched/followed her to AND from school and never talked to her, just like Peeta did to Katniss?" Harry said momentarily breaking the flashback.

"Well I did talk to her once, well not really talked but just... ugh just listen you'll understand once I'm done" I said sighing and recollecting my thoughts to the day she finally noticed me.

She was thirteen walking to school on a rainy morning over there in Ireland.

"Greg, I-I don't think this is a good idea anymore" I said softly to my brother who has taken all this time to convince me into playing a role in his hair brain scheme of things.

"Come on don't be such a baby, baby brother" He mocked me in an equally soft whisper.

Greg gave me a push, I nearly collided with the wet pavement, but luckly I caught myself. By now she had turned around, I knew that this time I couldn't sink back into the shadows, so I mustered all the courage my small irish body had and kissed her. On the lips! But all she did was stand there motionless, when I pulled away before running back to my brother, I got to see her beautiful brown eyes full of curiousity.

"Sorry" I said softly enough, just begging she didn't hear me, I ran back to Greg who I could see was wishing he had a camera.

"See that wasn't so bad, how'd if feel" Greg asked lightly elbowing me.

"Greg! Don't talk like that, she must think I'm some sort of freak stalker or something, come on let's go home" I said pulling my brother back toward the direction of our house.


(The next day)
"Good morning mum, what's new in the neighborhood?' I asked the same question I always ask her, while I was eating a muffin.

"Nothing much... But! the Braveries, you know the ones across the street, are moving." With my mother's single statement I had felt as if someone has been constricting my heart, but actually I was just choking on my muffin.

"Hey mate!... you okay?" my brother asked as he was rubbing my back after I had coughed up my muffin.

"Yeah fine...... Mum I heading out okay" Isaid to my mother, she nodded, and once as she nodded I grabbed my guitar from my room and started to race to the park.

I found a comfy spot on the ground, I started strumming familiar tunes then started to sing a song called Hallelujah.

"Did you know your really good? you should sign up for some singing contest or something, you could easily win." I girl said to me as she dropped some change into my case, she looked somewhat familiar.

"Thanks" I said back to her, her eyes lit up for a moment as if she had a brilliant idea.

"Hey! your that neighbor boy from across the street, Aww I wish I could have gotten to know you personally but sadly we're moving today, goodby- wait. It's not goodbye if you see them again, so hope I see you again" She said awkwardly then ran away.

~Flashback Over~

"...So first you stalk her, then kiss her, THEN meet her sister? Wow your love life is messed up" Harry said only to get hit by Liam in the process.