Peyton's POV
"Final touch..." I whispered to myself while taking the scissors and snipping of any stray hairs on
Niall's head, "All done!"
I backed up to observe my masterpiece.
"Wow it looks great!" Niall said. It was a genuine compliment. He hopped out of his chair and
came to give me a hug. It lasted longer than a normal hug might, but I didn't mind. After all, I was
hugging the Niall Horan.
Niall's POV
"Wow it looks great!" I said. I was really surprised at how good it looked. She really should be a
stylists. I got out of my chair to give her a hug. I wrapped my arms around her and we stayed there
for a while. I kept thinking maybe I should let go but I just couldn't. It felt so good to finally hug
her. I would never had let go but then Lauren came over and Peyton let go.
Peyton's POV
"Wow Peyton, Niall's hair looks great! You really are a pro!" Lauren came over in the middle of
Niall and I's hug. I let go so I could talk to Lauren properly. Maybe it was just me, but it felt like
Niall was hesitant to let me go....
"Well thanks!" I said, "I told you I had practice!" I giggled a bit.
"Yah well would you ever be interested in being an intern for hair and makeup on tour with us?"
Lauren asked.
"Wait, really?" I managed to say. I was shocked! "I mean ya! That sounds really fun! I'd have to ask
my mom tho."
"Well that's all right. I'll give you this week to get back to me. Here's my number. Call me or text
me once you know the answer," She said whilst handing me a piece of paper, "Hope you can tour
with us!" She said with a friendly smile.
Just then, the security guards came to take Madison and our to our seats. I called to Madison who
was over talking to Harry. She motioned for one more minute and when she did come over, I saw
Harry hand her a slip of paper.
"Is that what I think it is..." I whispered excitedly to her.
"Harry gave me his number!" She whisper/yelled to me. We both smiled big and I gave her a big
hug. We were walking down the hall with Paul (our security guard) when I heard a familiar Irish
accent behind me.
Meeting the boys was so fun! I got to take pictures with all of them and all the boys promised to
follow me on Twitter. One weird thing was that Louis was looking at me the whole time...like he
was analyzing me or something...
"Hey Peyton wait!" Niall called after me.
"Yeah?" I stopped and turned around and he almost ran into me. He apologized quickly and
handed me a slip of paper. "Umm...well uh here's my number. Incase you wanna hang out
sometime," he said looking down at his feet. I swear his cheeks were turning red....
"Well you know, if I do get that internship then I'll be hanging out with you and the lads all tour!" I
laughed.
"Ya but this would just be you and me and I...."
"I'd love to Niall," I said interrupting him. He seemed pretty embarrassed but smiled wide when I
agreed to hang out with him.
"Great! You girls just come backstage after the show and we can make some plans," he said
excitedly, "I have to go now so I guess I'll see you after the show!"
"We'll be in the front row!" I told him.
"I'll right, I'll wave to ya!" Then he kissed my cheek, mumbled goodbye, and jogged off.
"Well looks like Niall fancies you," said Paul.
"Ha yeah," I mumbled. I could practically feel the heat rising to my cheeks, I was blushing so bad.
Could someone as amazing as Niall Horan fancy me?
No way...
Maybe...
Never...
It's possible...
Who knows?
*what do you guys think?! Does Niall like Peyton? Yay or Nay??*
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Redial (A Niall Horan Fanfiction)
Fanfiction16 year old Peyton Tomlinson (who may or not be related to a certain British boy band member) won tickets to meet One Direction. Little did she know that she might be meeting the love of her life that night.