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Sixty Five // Niall Or Evan

"What?" Liz asked. I looked over at her, my eyes meeting hers. When she saw my confused expression, she continued. "Who told you that I liked Evan?" She asked.

"I... but Beck said tha-" I tried to say before she interrupted me.

"Oh my God," She said, standing from the bed. "Why does this keep happening? I'm going to kill him, I am literally going to kill him. I can' bel- you know what, never mind. Niall, I don't like Evan. I mean I like him as a friend, he's a great guy and he's nice, but I don't want a relationship with him." Liz said.

"But Beck said that you liked him..." I said, confused as ever.

"No, no I don't. Okay, a few weeks ago Julie and Caitlin kept telling me that he liked me. I was flattered because no guy ever likes me and I thought that if it was true, I'd give him a chance and see how it goes. And yeah he called me cute, but no I don't like him in a relationship sort of way." My eyes widened a bit at her words and I stood up from the bed, asking once last time that she did not like Evan. Liz nodded and I let out a breath of air. I felt like the weight of the world was lifted off my shoulders. She didn't like him, I still had a chance.

"Why does this even ma-" She began to say but I cut her off.

"I like you." I said.

"Huh?"

"Before. When you said that no guy ever likes you. It's not true, I like you." I said.

"Well I like you too, you're a great guy and I'm su-"

"No Liz," I laughed, stepping closer to her and grabbing both of her tiny hands in mine. "I like you. As in a I wanna date the shit out of you." I said.

Liz's eyes widened and she took a step back, but I held her hands tighter. I wasn't going to let her run away this time. No way in hell. Liz shook her head, opening her mouth to speak but nothing came out. After a few seconds she finally spoke. "What? But how could you... I mean you're Niall Horan. I am literally no one to you. I'm just a fan that's been stalking you since you were on the X Factor and you're telling me that you want to date me? No. No way, this has got to be a joke. Where's the camera? Did Julie put you up to this?" She rambled.

"Liz." I said, stopping her adorable ramble. "No one put me up to this. This isn't a joke and there isn't a camera. And yeah, I know that I'm Niall Horan, but I don't care. Look, there's a lot of stuff that you don't know. And I wanna tell you, but it's weird and obsessive and I don't want to scare you away." I said.

"Tell me." Liz said.

I let out a sigh, closing my eyes and nodding. I spoke as I opened my eyes to look at her. "Okay. It was right after me ex and I broke up. There was a ton of hate going around and I don't know. I just felt like everything was going wrong and I didn't deserve anything that I had. I felt so worthless and lonely and I hated waking up every day. I just... hey, don't cry." I said, noticing that her eyes had become glossy.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. It's just that you're so amazing, I don't understand how you could've felt this way." She said, her words meaning more to me than anything else in the world.

"That way, past tense. I don't feel like that anymore. Not for a while. Not since, well, you. I was on Twitter this one night and someone tweeted about you. At first I figured you were another fan. But I looked you up on Twitter and saw that you were a fan, but also a contestant on the X Factor. I thought that you were insanely gorgeous, and still do, and I just... I don't know. Became a fan? I started watching the X Factor US for you because... well I wanted to see you. I don't know. Now that I'm saying it out loud it sounds creepy." I finished, closing my eyes in embarrassment. I felt like an idiot after saying all that. She was going to think I'm crazy and obsessive.