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Her beautiful, long brown hair fell down on the pillow underneath her head. She was snoring lightly, which I think was really cute, sleeping under pink flowers and red hearts. She was so beautiful and breathtaking. I thought about that dream last night, while I grabbed some of my best clothes I had in our tour bus. Somehow my hair seemed to look quiet good this morning. I decided to take a shower but I wont make my hair wet, because it looked so good. That was akward, my hair was always looking messy. Maybe... It's because I slept so well. She is calming me down. It confused me, why I couldn't see her first... Every thing was black like I said before... But fortunately she came back in my dreams and I fell asleep. The show in Birmingham was amazing. All the fans. The boys and ... and ... Somehow her face was on every single fan in the crowd. It was totally creepy.  But there was something I was sad about. She was such a lovely girl and so pretty. She stole my breath away and she was my dreams. But I knew... I'll never be able to show her how I'm feeling. If there was a speciall feeling. I had to know her first. But even if I'd know her...  We'd never be more than friends. I stared at the reflection infront of me. 'Niall is that a sad face?!' I asked myself and tried to smile. But I couldn't think about something else ... And I couldn't smile while thinking about it... We texted for about two weeks and I just hope she is going to be a good friend... Grace POV: I don't know why but I hung up my posters again last night. I couldn't sleep without them. Without these deeply blue eyes, which are the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen. Prettier than the bluest sky and the clearest ocean. I promised myself I'd take them off before Niall will enter the room. But I slept really well and that counts. ***  I put on my skinny blue jeans and a brown tank top. My hair was falling in waves down over my left shoulder. I've never been that kinda girl who was looking like a doll. I kept my make up nude and natural. Mascara and Lipgloss. I didn't even need rouge 'cause I'm blushing and then my cheeks are looking like tomatos. I still couldn't believe it was Niall who was just going to meet me thos evening. ME?! I've been never even thinking about it. I had to be dreaming all this stuff. But ... maybe he just want a friendship ?! - I thought while staring at the face in front of me, travelling down the smooth paper with my fingers. I just hoped he wont let me down. ***  The doorbell rung and I made my way down the hallway. I peared through the thick glasses and saw him standing there... My heart was thumping against my chest and the heat in my cheeks increased. My hands were shaking as I opened the door trying to calm down and smiling at him. Wow. He looked amazing. Beautiful hair. Clothes. Face. Smile. And ... his eyes. I shivered. They looked even better than on my posters. SHIT! THE POSTERS!!! "Hi." He said and hugged me tightly. "Hey. Ehm excuse me for one second?!" I said after leading him to the door of my room. "Just wait here." I smiled, red cheeked. I closed the door behind me and ran towards my bed, carefully taking the posters down my walls and hiding them under my bed. He wouldn't find them there. I thought. "You can come in now."  I said as I opened the door looking into a confused face. "Eh.. Thanks." He said blushing. Thank you god. I wasn't the only person in the world with those habits. He entered the room looking around. "You can sit down on my bed if you want to." "Thanks." He said sitting down. "You want something to drink?" I asked fiddling with my fingers. "Ehm yeah... Coke?" He asked still with pink cheeks. I smiled. "I'll be right back. Don't run away." He laughed and I left him alone. Niall's POV: She was so beautiful. Her hair fell down in waves and she really knew how to make me blush. She left me alone to get me a coke, so I was sitting on her bed, lonely into her room. Suddenly I was looking at her pillow. "You were so cute while you were asleep." I whispered to myself travelling over the duvet. Pink flowers and red hearts. I can't get anough of - Wait!? What??? Am I asleep? I thought. I was dreaming. No I wasn't. This really happened. But how could I ? I'd never seen her room before. Only in my dreams. But... Wasn't that just an imagination? I heard a noise and Grace stood in the doorway with a coke in her left and two cups in her other hand. "Here's your coke." She grinned. I tried to not look as worried as I felt. " Thank you, Grace." I smiled. She sat down next to me handing me one cup. "Sorry for my covers... I bet it's really awkward as a lad sitting on pink flowers and red hearts." She spoke. Grace if you only knew...

Hey it's me.... Grace. Well I have to tell you something. I'M DATING NIALL HORAN!  Ok eh not really... but we were often chatting on twitter... The next day was the first time he wanted to visit mine. I was so freaking nervous. I cleaned my room for the first time in like ... ages. Yeah I was a messy, probably. Eww I found things I didn't even know they exist in my room. Banana peels... eh ok I think I should stop talking about this right now. Well as I thought I was finished with my room I looked around, proud of my result. BUT OH NO! I imagined how embarrassing it would be, if Niall had seen the posters of him, above my bed. I hastily walked over to my bed and took them down, hiding them under it, where nobody would find them.  Now I was finished. Finally.  I fell on my bed with a sigh, closing my eyes. Then I dreamt about our date. About all our twitter-chats and his lovely voice in my head. Niall's POV: This really happens right now? - I had my first real date. Fortunately tomorrow was our first day off, no concert no interviews. I was so excited and nervous. She was so lovely and I was still dreaming about her every single night. Somehow it was something I was happy about. Every evening I sat on my bed and couldn't wait 'til I fell asleep. Only too see this beautiful girl sleeping. With this words I drifted off to sleep. ... It was dark. Maybe she switched off the lights? But I always saw her, because she never slept in a room full of darkness. It was terrible. It was already bad enough that I couldn't move or speak to her but at least I saw her and now I was blind. Black.... everything was black and dark. My eyes shot open. I couldn't sleep like this. There wasn't anything I could dream about. She was the only thing on my mind. She was the only girl in my dreams. She was the one who could calm me down in a speciall way. Maybe... NO... I had to stop to think like this... I pulled the covers away, trying to fell asleep again with some cold air on my legs. It was still hot.  But I couldn't ... I couldn't sleep.  .... The whole night I was awake, thinking about that girl.  Then the thought came back in the front of my mind. ... Maybe but just MAYBE? ... she was the one I fell in love with?