Everything's Not Lost.

Chapter 1

*3 hours later*

I plunked down at the table set for me, number 11, this year they wanted to try something different and match people's personality at the table... Matchmaking, if you will. The idea was complete bullshit. All the more reasons to not be here.

My eyes wandered to Louis' table, 18, he was sat with a young Hollywood scarlet who was presenting, I think her name is Mia Tayleson, quite fit if you ask me...lucky bastard.

Harry had Chris Martin, whom he was insanely fan-boying about. Chris and Harry were exchanging numbers, oh, and Harry just got another autograph of Chris' on a napkin. I could hear their loud banter all the way from their table.

Liam was chatting up the one and only Michael Buble... Don't get me started. Both had their heads wiped back in laughter as they continued to joke around. Dully noted that I need to act more like Liam...

Zayn was having the time of his life showing all his sleeve of tattoos to Rihanna and her doing the same with smaller ones at table 6.

At my table there was Birdy, she didn't make any conversation with me, Ed Sheeran had left to go talk to Harry, Emma Watson and I had briefly chatted but that conversation died too long ago... That's about it.

Pulling out my iPhone, a chair screeched next to me, I rolled my eyes as I checked my twitter.

@niallofficial:

Strange way 2 set up t tables...missing home !!

Immediately directioner started replying and spamming me for follows. One tweet caught my eye.

@CaliforniaInsiders_:

@niallofficial is it true you requested to sit by yourself because the band is breaking up?

I shook my head and frowned at that, no need to reply to it, it would only attract more attention. Turning off my phone, I glanced up and smiled, not to anyone in particular, just to show people I was having a good time.

A waiter came around with champagne offering everyone one, I gladly took one, downing it in one gulp.

"Calm down there big guy, it's not a shot."

Wiping my mouth on the back of my sleeve, I turned to the person talking.

"In 2 hours it will be."

The brunette scoffed at me and went back to taking casual sips of her drink.

"Have we met? I'm Niall."

"Oh I know, we've met. Also, I'm pretty sure its hard not go know who you are, Niall" She shot back sourly, as her American accent drew out my name whilst her eyes still not meeting mine.

"I think I'd remember a pretty face like your's if we had." Desperately trying to keep this conversation going- since I had no one else to talk to- I used the worst pick up line in the history of pick up lines.

"Nice one, deffinetly not what you said when we first met!" She scoffed and took another sip.

"Maybe if I see your face it will help me remember..."

"No." She truned further away from my view.

"Why are you being so difficult? I'm only trying to make a conversation!" By now I was appalled by her attitude towards me.

Without saying a word she audaciously turned to me. I took her features, my mind did not recognize them at all... Maybe I hadn't met her before.

"Well, Mr. Horan.." Her voice drew out, "As you've seen my face now, this conversation is now over." Her eyes narrowed as she reached under the table and pulled out her purse as she walked away muttering under her breath.

The smell of her perfume still lingered in the air, I smirked as I watched her hips sway with each uncomfortable step in her heels, she sharply turned around and caught my eyes wandering her body. The girl gave me the salute with her middle finger before disappearing into the crowd.

A mop of bright Ginger hair caught my eye as I pulled him closer, desperate to know more about her.

"Hey Ed, do you know who the girl sitting beside me just a second ago was?" My eyes were still scanning the crowd, looking for a peach colored dress that she was wearing.

"Um, no... I didn't see her, sorry." Ed replied as he craned his neck to look for her as well.

"Oh her! That's Maegan!" Ed replied proudly that he knew who she was, "She's here with Mia Tayleson.. Her plus one if you will.."

Mia... Oh! The fit one sitting with Louis... Hmm maybe it's time to pay a visit to an old friend.

"Thanks Ed!" I slapped his back rewardingly as I made my way to table 18.

"-That's when I realized that it WAS a woman! You have no idea how embarrassed I was!" Louis told his story about confusing an interviewer for a man when she was a woman. To be fair, it was a radio interview, he had no judgment.

"Thats unbelievable! You're such an idiot! What happened next?" Mia leaned closer to Louis as she asked curiously, still chuckling at his stupidity.

"Hey Lou..." I hesitantly pulled out a seat in-between Lou and Mia. Hashtag Cockblock.

"Hey Nialler! Long time no see!" He pulled his hand out and pulled me in for a hug before patting my back, smiling at me.

I turned to the lady beside me and smiled, "Hi, I'm Niall!"

"I'm Mia." She replied politely as she shook my hand. "It's honestly surreal to meet you! I'm such a huge fan, I still have a cardboard cutout of all five of y'all that i kiss goodnight!" She blurted out and froze, "I mean, thats a tradational thing to do in America, kiss cardboard cutouts of people you really admire, of course you guys wouldnt know because...? I don't even know so I'm not gonna hide it..."

She sighed as she closed her eyes and sighed "Ok, I'm going to do this again..."

I nodded as I pulled my hand away.

"Hi, I'm Mia." She offered me her hand.

"I-I'm N-Niall. I watched EVERY movie you were in and know all your lines in "Nobody's Forgiven" and I just jizzed in my pants shaking your hand!!!" I blurted out.

Mia threw her head back laughing. "Well played Horan, well played." I just threw her a cheeky wink back.

Suddenly her phone began ringing, an embarrassing ringtone of "Pour some sugar on me". Lou and I started snickering while making seductive movements to the music, Mia flushed bright crimson.

"Mia! There you are, the crew need you backstage to get ready." We heard from the tiny speakers, she winced as she pulled it away from her ear.

Mia cringed as the voice called her out. "Well, that's my cue... I'll see you later Tomlinson, you still have to finish the story! Niall, we'll have to get together at the after party to exchange numbers! See you lads later!" She threw us her million dollar smile.

"MIA!!"

Her smile dropped into a scowl. "Oh my god Maegan! Can't you hear I'm fucking coming! Why don't you get YOUR lazy ass here?" She spat into the receiver of the phone.

One more time she smiled at us but now it was an apologetic one as she left.

"Soooo," Louis drew out as he wiggled his eyebrows, "What do ya think?"

"Hot, very hot, nice ass, funny, sweet..." I listed, counting off my fingers, "But not my type."

Louis smirked, "I was taking about the awards..."

Now I was beet red.

A/N

lol more like note to the only person reading this. ily so much bb. idk this was weird to write but I know where I'm going... with this now!!! hehehehehheehhe okay I'm done.

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sorry 4 da vertically challenged chapter