The One Who Saved Me (1D fanfic)

"I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth

But if I do

It's you

Oh, it's you they add up to

I'm in love with you

And all these little things"

I grumble to myself and wish I could change the radio songs. If only I would get any other station here in this part of Illinois. I walk down further the block and almost get run over by one of the fans. One of their fans.

One direction fans. I absolutely despise them. They are no good group, but with constant obsession from my old friends and because that's all they ever talked about because they love the band so so much, they do look kind of cute in pictures. I'm not saying I like the band... I am just saying that they dont look too ridicioulous.

There is that song out there from Taylor swift "I knew you were trouble" is thought to be about Harry. I guess he is suppose to be a bad boy. Personally he looks like a teddy bear trying to be bad with all his small tattoos that make him feel badass. I would laugh in his face if he tried to act like Zayn.

But I wouldn't want to be the one to tell him that of course. I am just one of those shy people out there that can barely keep a conversation going with a guy I like.

Well anyways, the band is supposedly to be singing here at our very own town. In the USA. Aren't they a British band? Must be another world tour or something.

A car horn honks and scares me out of my thoughts. I look over at it, surprised that I stopped in the middle of the street. A hand shoots out and grabs me, pulling me back seconds before I am ran over. My earbuds, however, fly out and fall to the ground.

In front of the car.

"Shit!" I scream as I hear a sickining crunch. They lie on pieces on the ground in the cars tracks.

"They are broken." a voice whispers, stating the obvious. I pick up the pieces and examine them, only to throw them back down in anger and embarrassment.

"I know. I just loved these so much." I sigh to myself. These were the only ones I had that my parents gave me before they.... Died.

"Why?" he asks softly. He has a strangely sexy accent, not quite British. I turn to him angrily.

"Why so many questions?" I snap. The blonde guy with the big hood but still showing hair takes a step back and smiles, holding his hands up in surrender. He has on big sunglasses that take up his face and swallow it up. Reminds me of a guy on the run. Doesn't want to be seen.

"Im sorry! Didn't mean to pry! Just wondering why you cared so much."

Tears burn in the back of my throat and I try to stop them. It was just recently. The heartbreak is just too much for me. I wanted to die after everyone else has in that accident.

I never wanted to live. Not after that. I try to hold them in but some leak out and I wipe them quickly before he notices.

He frowns behind his big glasses. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." I shrug it off and play it as nothing and try to get past. He stops me.

"Will you come with me somewhere?"

"Your not going to do anything right?" I joke, trying to lighten the mood. This situation is creepy. Beyond creepy.

"No."

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"What happened back there?" he asks. I look around and wish I haven't went with him. Behind a alley isn't exactly cool or warming.

"What do you mean?" I ask innocently. the red eyes probably don't help my situation.

"Why did you cry back there?" he asks plainly.

"Why do you care? I met you 5 minutes ago! Why would you want to learns my whole life story because a random girl on the streets started crying about earbuds?"

"I... Don't know." he admits and scratches his neck uncomfortably. But he pulls his sunglasses, giving off his pretty blue eyes. Great. I am falling for a guy with blue eyes that hides them behind ugly sunglasses.

"Don't you have a life other than questioning random girls on the streets?" I snap. Hurt flashes through his eyes and he backs up even more.

"Yeah I have a life. Don't you know who I am?"

I squint at him. "No?? Should I?" I ask. What is he getting at? There is visible sigh of relief yet uncomfortablness out there on his features. His pretty features. I shake that thought off me quickly.

He digs in his pocket and pulls out a small piece of paper and walks over to me and pulls my hand out and crushes it in my palm. I look down to his hand confused. "Well once you find out about me and if you still want to know me, my number is here. Call me maybe?" he grins and I burst out laughing.

"Sure."

His face lightens and so do his pretty blue eyes that leaves me staring and he smiles. "Great love! See you soon!" and he let's go and runs off, leaving me in the dust behind.

I shake out of the creepy love daze. "Love?"

" Wait what's your name?" I scream when I realize I never got it. No answer. I open the paper.

"Niall.(won't say a # because som crazed fans might actually call it... Poor person on the other end of it..)" I smile to myself. Then I realize something important. He made me forget.

Even those few seconds count I guess.

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Well tell me what you think!!:) hope you liked it! I am not a die-hard fan so correct me if that isn't anything like him and I will correct it for you!!:)

This will be a fun book and it is not edited but I had help from sweetandsassy98 so thanks! Make sure your knoticed:)