Him
I was minding my own business walking down the streets of New York City. One Direction was going to do a couple of shows there, and I was with Harry that day. We were walking, and I was texting when I bumped into a girl.
"Oh, sorry," she said. I looked at her and thought "My God, she's beautiful."
"Niall, we gotta go," Harry told me. He had walked in front of me without me even noticing.
"Sorry," I said to her and walked to Harry.
Her
"Vanessa, where are you?" I said on the phone. "Ness, New York isn't a place I wanna get lost in!"
"Relax, Day, wait for me outside Starbucks."
"Ugh, fine," I said, hung up and walked to Starbucks where she left me. As I rushed to Starbucks, I bumped into this boy.
"Oh, sorry," I said. He wasn't like any guy I've seen. He had blonde hair, gorgeous blue eyes.
"Niall, we gotta go," his friend said.
"Sorry," he said with a strong Irish accent and walked off. "He's frickin' Irish!" I thought.
Him
"Niall! Focus, you've been day dreaming all day," Liam told me.
"Ah. Sorry guys," I replied nervously.
"Don't worry, Niall. If you ever see her again, it's a good thing," Harry said.
"See who?" Zayn asked with a cheeky look.
"Niall bumped into some girl on our way here," Harry explained.
"She wasn't jsut some girl, she was gorgeous."
"Well, I guess Harry's right. If it's meant to be, destiny will bring you two back together again," Louis said.
Her
"Ness," I said when we met at Starbucks.
"Yeah?"
"Have you ever heard of a blonde blue-eyed guy named Niall?"
"Nope.. why?" She asked confused.
"Nothing, nothing," I said looking out of the window. "He's just probably the most beautiful boy I've ever laid eyes on."