One Direction
"You're famous?" I ask. That explains why people keep looking at him like that!"Yeah. You who One Direction is, right?" He asks, looking at me.
"No." I mumble. I feel like I'm about to tear up.
"It's okay, love. I still love you." He smiles and hugs me. As the tears fall down my face, I feel it starting to rain, but we just stay there, in that position. I guess I could tell him now.
"Niall, can I meet the boys?" I ask.
"Sure, love. I'm sure Zayn's fiance might have some clothes that will fit you."
A few months later, Niall and I are married. You should know what comes after a wedding. Dang, I'm becoming Harry!
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