A loud, "FUCK." is what I woke up to. Rosie had probably fallen off her bed again... ugh. I dragged myself out of bed and practically flung myself out the door and down the hall. Yep, I was right. I knew as soon as I saw her sprawled out like a dead fish on her floor. Why. She may be 3 months older than me, but at least I don't do shit like this... all the time... Anyway, I finally got her off the floor so I went into my room to pick out an outift. After the excruciating process of my "morning routine" (basically me brushing my hair and trying to pick out a damn shirt...), I was out the door to get groceries, which we needed a lot, because we both eat like rabid animals. As I was walking I almost had a fucking heart attack after like, 1000000 girls running down the street screaming almost trampled me. All I managed to hear was, "NIALL SIGN MY BOOBS" and I knew exactly what was going on. One Direction were here. I wasn't an obsessive, batshit crazy fan of theirs, but I had to admit... they were fucking HOT. And yeah they could sing... but whatever. I knew that Rosie was a pretty big fan, so I had heard a lot about them, and DAMN the kind of Arabic looking one was FINE AS HELL. I'd tap that any day. I went over to see what was happening, and I saw that, supprisingly, only the Irish one was there. I felt pretty bad because those girls were mauling him. He looked around and saw a hole in the crowd, so he sprinted out. He almost knocked me over running past me, but I went over to help the kid out. I caught up to him and said, "Hey! There's a place you can go to hide from them! I'll steer them away!" He looked up at me, obviously surprised I was helping him and not trying to hump him or something, and said, "Wow... Thank you!! Um... not to be rude but we kind of need to go NOW." I turned and saw why, there were at least 200 girls running behind me and getting close to us, so I rushed him around the corner and into the alleyway where there were some dumpsters and other nasty shit... oh well, it's better than nothing. "Stay here, I'll lead them away." He nodded quickly and darted behind a dumpster. The girls got around the corner and I tried to act like I'd been chasing him too. "I THINK HE WENT THAT WAY!!!" I yelled, trying to look tired. "Maybe you can find him!!!" They all ran past me and I got knocked onto my ass as they passed by. I heard a few 'Thank you!'s and a LOT of screams and I walked back to Niall, who was crouched down and terrified. "Thank you so so so so so much. I probably would've gotten killed if it weren't for you." He chuckled as he said it, but it was kinda true. "No problem at all," I said, "By the way, I'm Eliza." He smiled and said, "I'm Niall. Niall Horan. I like your name by the way." He blushed awkwardly and I swear he was the cutest little shit I've ever seen. Bless him. "Well thank you Niall, and this is really awkward but could I get a picture with you? My friend and I are big fans." Ok so I lied a little bit... I'm not a huge fan but so what? I think they're cool... He laughed and said, "Of course, babe." *swoon. he called me babe.* We took the picture and then he asked me, "Do you or your friend have a twitter, because if you do I'd love to follow you." I gave him our twitters (Rosie better thank me for that later...) and then *hyperventilates* he asked me for my PHONE NUMBER. P H O N E N U M B E R. HOLY SHITDICKS. I AM SWEATING. "Oh um yes of course haha yes totally yes." I sounded like such an idiot. Damnit. He laughed (adorably, I might add,) and handed me his phone so I could put it in. Sweet lord he is cute. "So... Are you guys in town for work or are you just taking a break?" I asked. He replied, "We're here for one interview and then we get a two week break. It's so nice to get a while off! I love preforming and all, but it gets really tiring after a while, ya know, having to do all this activity on stage and singing and dancing. It really takes a toll on your body." I sighed, "I know exactly how you feel . Well, not exactly haha but I'm a dancer and I used to do shows every night. It got SO tiring. My back was messed up for a while because it was so much work." We continued to talk for a while, and it got pretty late. Rosie was probably wondering where I was, and I had completly forgotten to get food... ughh. "It's been really nice meeting you and talking, but I should probably go soon.. I have to get groceries and it's gotten pretty late..." He nodded and said, "Yeah I should probably go too... but hey I could get groceries with you! I need some food too." I laughed and agreed, so we started our journey into the wonderful world of food.
I'll update really soon, guys!! Like I'm almost done with chapter 2! BTW ""Rosie""" IRL is my best friend (who's name is also Eliza lol) and her twitter is @LizaTheSkiier <<FOLLOW HER! my twitter is @weedniall so hmu if you a true nigga. thanks for reading!! :)))
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Life Saver (a Niall Horan fanfiction)
FanfictionEliza Ryder and Rosie Pratt are the average, 17 year old, NYC teens. They live in a small apartment together and have been best friends since first grade. Their lives were normal, until one day Eliza meets one person who turns their whole world arou...
