Chapter Ten: Forget Wedding Crashers, More Like Date Crashers

Kayla's POV

 I go through my suit case pulling out more and more clothes piling it onto the floor. I really should put these things into the dresser and closet i'm given but I'm too lazy to do do that. I continue pulling more clothing out until I finally reach the sweatpants. I grab an arm full of those and set them down in front of me. I go through them picking out all the baggy ones from PINK trying to decide what the perfect ones for tonight are.

I nod my head as I listen to my 'British Loves' playlist on itunes off of my laptop. Bouncing my head to the beat of With Ur Love by Cher Lloyd I grab a pair of black sweatpants holding them out in front of me and approving them. 

I stand up struggling to take off my skinny jeans. One I get them off I slip into the comfy sweatpants and roll the waistband two times as I walk over to the mirror to check them out. They say 'LOVE PINK' on the left leg in bright neon colors that fad into the next color. I slip my hands into the deep pockets pushing them back into place so they don't stick out. 

Once I'm satisfied with how they look I take off my shirt and change into my white and pink striped sports bra. I smile at how good my small boobs look in this sports bra. The right sports bra can make any girl's boobs look amazing. I go back over to my bag once I'm done looking at my reflection in the mirror to find a shirt to wear. It would be a little awkward to go over to his place in just a sports bra. 

I keep pulling out shirts holding them up and setting them in a pile together rejecting each one so far. I'm making a mess on my floor but not caring since no one is here to yell at me about it. Definitely a plus of not living at home anymore. Finally I pull out a pinkish orange shirt with a slight V-neck that would be perfect. I slip it on over my head and stand up going over my the mirror. I straighten out the shirt as I look at my reflection in the mirror. 

I brush my fingers through my hair fixing all the pieces that got messed up while changing. My hair is straight with slight beach wavy curls on the bottom leftover from how I styled it this morning. I grab my makeup bag off the desk besides the mirror and pull out my mascara to touch up my eyes. I place the makeup bag back on the desk and go over to the bag I have for tonight.

I place my Samsung Galaxy S II into the ivory fringe bohemian styled over the shoulder bag. I also tuck some cash into the bottom just incase I need some along with some mascara, chopstick, and mini comb. I lift the bag over my head and set it down on my shoulder so it goes across my body. 

I rest my hand on it as I look over at the clock to see that it's 5:57. I decide it's time to probably walk downstairs now since he should be here very soon. I grab my room key almost forgetting it off the counter next to the mini fridge and stick it in my bag.

 I open up the door about to leave when I realize I haven't put on shoes yet. I quickly grab one pink tie dye sock and a blue cheetah print sock sliding them onto my feet quickly. I go over to my bag full of shoes and pull out my black Adidas throwing them onto the floor and stuffing my feet into them. 

I turn off the lights and look around one more time making sure I didn't forget anything before I shut the door. I walk down the plush hallway carpets until I reach the elevator. After waiting a few seconds for the elevator the elevator doors open and see the old lady from a few nights ago. 

I can tell she recognizes me and she smiles, "Hello dear. Did the date go well?". 

I walk onto the elevator and answer, "It went really well. So well we had a date yesterday and i'm going to see him right now."

"3 dates already, it must be going well," she says and I smile back at her. She then adds in, "Especially if your already able to wear sweatpants when seeing him."

"He actually asked that I wear something comfy when seeing him tonight," I say looking down on her since she is significantly shorter than me.

The elevator doors open up to the lobby and the old woman looks over at me, "Then that man is a keeper. Don't let him go." She walks out of the elevator turning right towards the hotel restaurant.

I nod and say, "I won't" even though she can't hear me. 

I walk out the elevator doors before they close and walk over to one of the doors where I doorman opens the door for me. I leave the smooth tiles of the hotel and step onto the hard cool concrete of London. I see Niall leaning against a taxi cab, well technically a black cab since that's what they are called here in London.

I smile walking over to him and he smiles back. I look him up and down checking out how good he looks in his loose, black, UCLA sweatpants, white t-shirt, red snapback, and white with red Supras. How does this boy know that I love a guy in a white t-shirt. I don't know why I just find a guy in a white shirt more attractive then one in a grey shirt. The white shirt is just sexier. 

Once I reach him he wraps his arms around my waist pulling me closer to him as he continues to lean on the taxi. I place my hands on the taxi cab as I lean into him while he places his lips on mine. I bend my arms forcing me closer to him before I slowly pull away. I stay close to him a second longer than needed to before I stand up with his arms still around my waist.

"Hey there, how have you been?" he says smirking at me and his blue eyes just beaming.

"Hey, in the past 24 hours since I last saw you I'm pretty good," I respond being hypnotized by his eyes. 

Niall unwraps his arms around me and then opens the cab door for me. "After you my lady," he insist. I smile sliding into the seat and he slides in next to me. "I thought we could get some movie snacks before going to my place," he says closing the door.

"My mom's friend Vallerie used to say 'A movie isn't good until you have good movie snacks to go with it'," I say smiling at how cute his hair looks sticking out of his hat in all the right places.

Niall laugh, "That's a good motto to live by.". Niall then tells the taxi driver where to go directing him where the nearest drug store is. 

"Yeah, me and my sister watched movies a lot with her," I say sharing more about my life. 

The taxi driver pulls away from the curb squeezing into the crowded roads. "You hung out with her a lot then?" he asks looking over at me.

"We saw her pretty much every week. She was like my second mom. And her husband, Erik, is like my second dad. Our family was always with them," I say smiling to myself of all the memories I have about them.

"That's cool," Niall responds scooting his hand across the seats so it's next to mine.

I smile as I watch him move his hand closer to mine, "Yeah, she's really an amazing person. You'd like her a lot," I say as Niall slides his hand on top of mine lifting it up so he an intertwine my fingers with his. I grip onto his hand enjoying the electric feeling it brings me..

"I would love to meet this lovely lady," Niall smiles pulling his eyes off of our hands and up to my brown eyes. 

"What did you do today?" I ask him using my free hand to play with the ends up my silky hair.

"I went to the studio this morning to continue working on the new album we have coming out in a few months," he replies reminding me that I'm going out with an amazingly talented singer. 

"How's the album coming along?" I ask remembering how many times I've probably tweeted this to the boys hoping to be noticed.

"It's coming along great! We've got some pretty sick songs on this album that I'm really excited for," he proudly says about his work.

"Well I can't wait to hear them," I respond scooting closer to Niall.

We arrive at the drug store and Niall instructs the driver to stay here and wait for us while he opens up he taxi door. He slides out first and holds out a hand to help me slide out. I smile at how much of a gentleman he is while I fully stand up out of the taxi cab leather seats. Niall shuts the car door and reaches out to grab my hand again as he beams at me. "What's your favorite kind of movie snack?" he asks as we walk over to the entrance to the store.

We walk inside and the bell rings notifying we're here as I say, "Movie theatre popcorn of course, mini M&M's, and Reese's Peanut Butter Cups are all must haves," I confess while Niall picks up a shopping basket handing it to me as he pulls me down into the aisles. 

"Then we have to get those!" Niall insist as he plops a gigantic bag of mini M&M's into our shopping basket. 

I smile as I watch him pick things out off the shelf, "What's your favorite then?".

"You definitely need movie theatre popcorn during a movie. I like the strawberry flavored Twizzlers and some Pringles, gotta love those Pringles," he says holding up a tin of Original Pringles. I hold out the shopping basket and he puts the tin in next to the bag of mini M&M's. 

"Ever try the Salt and Vinegar Pringles?" I ask pointing out the Pringles can that contains the Salt and Vinegar flavor.

"Never," he says and picks them up, "But looks like i'm going to try them tonight!".

"Me and my mom love them. But everyone else thinks they're really gross," I explain as he tosses the tin into the shopping basket.

"Well I can eat almost anything," he smiles grabbing 5 huge things of popcorn.

"That's pretty much the opposite of me," I laugh as he makes room for all 5 bags of popcorn.

"Fussy eater, huh?" he questions pulling me down another aisle as he pulls stuff off the shelf and sticks it into the shopping basket.

"Extremely. My cousin, Mike, and I are probably some of the pickiest eaters ever," I say being pulled further down the aisles by Niall.

"Well I still like you anyways," Niall smiles tugging me closer and releasing our grip so he can put his arm around my waist. I laugh putting my arm around him leaning into him as we walk over to the check out counter. I set the shopping basket on the counter and a 15 year old, blonde girl looks up from behind the counter and her eyes widen.

"Oh my god, are you Niall? Niall Horan?" she shrieks with a huge smile.

"Yes, I am," Niall smiles, "What's your name? How are you today?".

"I'm good, I'm really good. I'm Jemina. Oh my god I can't believe this is really happening!" she exclaims fingerling behind the counter.

"That's good to hear. Nice to meet you Jemina," Niall replies and I smile watching how he interacts with fans. 

"Oh my god, you too. Who is this?" she asks smiling at me. I smile back before looking up at Niall to see how he's going to answer this. Will he tell her that we're on a date. Or will he pass us off as just friends hanging out. 

"This girl right here is Kayla, and she is my lovely date," Niall smiles looking down at me.

I smile and say, "Hi.". It's kind of awkward talking to his fans because I still feel like I'm one of them. I am one of them, but you can tell she doesn't see me as one of them. She looks at me like I'm a special one of them. Like I'm an upper-class princess and she's just another ordinary girl. It's still weird to wrap my head around the idea that all these Directioners will never think I'm just another Directioner again.

"Hey! So your the girl everyone's been talking about on twitter! So nice to meet you! Oh my god this is just crazy! Mind if I take a picture so people will actually believe me when I tell them about this?" Jemina asks with widened eyes as if to beg so he is more likely to say yes.

"Of course!" Niall says and Jemina quickly pulls out her phone sliding her fingers across the screen to turn on the camera. 

I'm not sure what to do now since i'll probably have to either awkwardly stand on the side while they take the picture or even have to take the picture for them. Jemina glances up from her phone screen and smiles at me, "You can be in it too, I want the first fan to take a photo with you!".

She walks around the counter and stands besides Niall hold her phone out in front of us so she can take the picture. Niall puts his right arm around her shoulder with his left one still wrapped around my waist. I smile at the camera while I lean into Niall when Jemina starts counting down, "3… 2… 1…," and the camera flashes. Jemina looks at the screen of her phone and smiles approving of the picture, "Thanks so much!".

"No problem, babe," Niall smiles as she walks back around the counter and starts checking out our items.

"Mind if I ask what all these snacks are for?" she asks looking up at us both beaming.

"Kayla and I are going to watch a movie," Niall informs her.

"And a movie is always better when you have good movie snacks," I add in warming myself up against the side of his chest.

"How long have you been dating? Have you guys been like keeping this a secret?" Jemina asks ringing up the last few items into the cash register. 

"Actually we just met this Sunday. There has been no secrets kept from you fans," Niall says handing her some cash to pay for the snacks. 

"You guys are so cute together! You are such a lucky girl!" she exclaims as she bags up our snacks. 

Niall laughs and I smile before responding, "Thanks. I know I'm pretty lucky. Not everyday does a girl get to go on a date with an amazing guy like him." Niall blushes which makes him look absolutely adorable as he tries not to show his redden cheeks.

"Aww, well I hope everything works out. If I can't date Niall then I'm happy it's you. I'm pretty sure a lot of Directioners would agree with me on this one once they get to meet you," Jemina sweetly says now making both me and Niall blush.

Niall takes the change from her and I take the two grocery bags off the counter. "Thank you so much for the picture and everything," Jemina says soaking up the last bit of time she'll have with us before we leave.

"Thank you so much for being one of the best fans in the world," Niall says as we slowly inch toward the exit door.

"Goodnight, Niall. Have a good date," she says still beaming.

"Goodnight," Niall smiles as I wave goodbye before Niall and I walk out the door. 

The cool night air consumes us and Niall pulls me closer to warm himself up. I snuggle into him as he guides me over to the black cab. I force myself to pull away from him so he can open the taxi cab door for me. I slide into the seat pulling myself to the other side of the seat so Niall can slide in right next to me. He shuts the taxi door which blocks the cold air from touching us.

Niall leans forward telling the older taxi driver the address to his house making sure he knows where to go. The driver just bobs his shiny, bald head up and down as his way of showing he understands. Niall leans back into the leather seats and looks over at me as I smile at him. "What?" he asks smirking.

"You are just so amazing. How you talk to your fans and everything. It's just… amazing," I reply leaning against the cool window.

Niall slightly laughs before saying, "They're just other normal people like me. People who support my dreams. Once you start treating them like your better than them is when you need to take a good look at yourself and rethink about who are and who you want to be."

"Your just so down to earth. That's what I like about you. I like a guy who is successful but still hasn't let it change him," I smile bouncing up and down a bit from the bumps in the road.

Niall's cheeks slightly blush and he responds, "Your first fan experience went pretty well."

"Yeah, it did. I was actually really nervous, like I kept thinking what if she doesn't like me. . But she was so nice, and so pretty! She is so freaking gorgeous!" I exclaim almost hitting my head on the roof of the black cab from it bouncing up after hitting a rock in the road. 

"You are so fucking gorgeous," Niall repeats making me blush as he pulls me close to him. 

"Not as fucking gorgeous as you," I smile looking up at him. We both laugh before I rest my head on his chest. His white shirt is still making me go crazy just because it's a white shirt and white shirts are hot on guys. Not only that but it's a very soft white shirt.

We just stay like this with him holding me close to him with my head resting on him. We keep silent not saying a word and just enjoying the moment. Once we reach a stop light I look up at him and say, "So your not one of those celebrities who keep big secrets about who your dating, huh?"

He looks down at me and says, "Not at all, I'm not even a celebrity. Keeping secrets about who your dating means you have an ego. Having an ego makes you a celebrity, I think my fans deserve to know who I'm dating and it not to be kept a secret from them."

"That's another reason why I like you. You really care about your fans and try to keep them updated on what's going on with you," I smile taking my eyes off of the t-shirt and look up at him into his eyes.

"Besides, why would I want to hide the world from a wonderful girl like you. How do you hide the person you really like from the millions of Directioners you care about. When you like someone you should want to shout it from the roof top of the Empire State Building. You shouldn't want to keep it a secret from all these people that mean the world to you," Niall inspiringly says. 

"So you want to yell from the Empire State Building that you're seeing me?" I beam meanwhile the taxi cab shakes against the rough road.

"I would want to find the tallest building I could find and climb to the top just so I could yell that at the top of my lungs," Niall smiles before brushing my side bangs out of my eyes connecting it with the rest of my hair. 

I just smile into Niall's eyes speechless of how to even respond. I don't know how anyone could get any better than this. He just knows all the right things to say to make every second I'm with him better than the last.

The taxi cab slow down while it pulls closer to the curb to let us out. "We're here!" Niall exclaims as I look out the window. The place looks pretty amazing from the outside. A nice, small apartment building. The outside has dark grey brick work and cute, little shrubs lining the walkway. 

Niall slaps a few dollar bills into the cab drivers hand before swinging open the cab door and grabbing my hand to hurriedly pull me out. He giddily pulls me forward to the front door excited to show me his apartment. Niall opens up the front door tugging on my arm to pull me inside. I follow him up the staircase to the third floor and staying close behind while walking through the dimly lit hallway. 

"This is it!" Niall smiles coming to a halt in front of room number 303. He starts digging through his sweatpants pocket to find his key and pulls it out shoving it into the  key hole. Twisting the key around he opens up the door revealing his apartment to me. 

I smile looking around as I take a step inside. The layout is pretty open with the kitchen to my left and the living room a few feet in front of me. A table and chairs set up behind the living room space for a dinning room. 

"So Kayla, what do you think?" Niall says calmly but failing at trying to hide his excitement.

"I like it! It's really nice," I smile taking a second to stop looking around and focusing back on his beautiful face.

He rushes into giving me a tour obviously not being able to wait to show me around, "Well this here is the living room." I follow him walking closer to where the dark brown couch is taking a deeper look around. The L-shaped couch has the little part of the L against the wall and the longer part sticking out to block of the dinning room area while facing the huge television screen. The tan walls make it feel so cozy in here making me just want to plop down on the couch right now and snuggle up for hours with Niall.

Before I can finish taking it all in Niall grabs my hand and twirls me around so I face the dinning room area, "It's not much but it's enough to make this a dinning room." The rectangular wooden table sits in the center of the room while 6 chairs set themselves around it. 

I don't even have a chance to say anything before Niall pulls me over near the kitchen area. "This is where I spend most of my time grabbing food out of here so I can eat because you no, a guy's got to eat!" Niall jokes with his undoubtedly gorgeous smile never leaving his face since the second we arrived here. 

"Okay, slow down, a girl's got to take some time to take it all in," I quickly say finally being able to say something before he whisk me away to the next room. 

"Sorry, it's just that your the first girl, well I mean date, that I have ever brought here," he admits.

"No, it's okay. Don't apologize, it's sweet. It's really sweet how your so excited to show me everything. I get it, it's actually kind of flattering," I babble and Niall wraps his arms around my waist pulling himself closer to me so I'm leaning against the island.

I wrap my arms around his neck as he says, "Okay, well I'll slow down." We just look into each other's eyes staring at each other. I don't even notice how our faces are getting closer together until our lips are almost touching. I feel his warm breath on my lips before he leans in to kiss me. I pull myself up on to my tip toes just to get a little closer feeling his smooth lips against mine. I go back down to the heels of my feet taking my lips off of his 

I take a moment just to soak in the wonderful feeling of that kiss before saying, "How about we pull an MTV Cribs and you show me what's inside your refrigerator."

Niall laughs making my smile get wider as he walks me over to his black refrigerator. He opens it up and the cool burst of air makes me shiver. "Now don't judge me for how much food I have," he jokes. 

I laugh as I see the huge piles of food stacked on top of each other packed inside, "No judging here." 

"So what do I have in my refrigerator you ask. Well as you can see I have loads of water, gotta love that refreshing stuff. I also got a few pints in here, that's a must. I'm Irish, what do you expect. I have some left over Nando's. Some deli container things you can get at the store, right now they are all just chicken and honey ham. I also got some fruits and veggies down here. My fridge is just a mess of random food that taste good," Niall says summarizing the contents of his fridge. 

"Shockingly this is not the messiest fridge I have ever seen. Vallerie and Erik, the people I told you are like my second parents, they ultimately win that prize. When you open their's up you have to watch your feet incase something comes flying out. You don't want your toes to get crushed," I explain as he shuts the refrigerator. 

"So it's been proven that I don't own the messiest fridge!" Niall exclaims with an adorable smirk. I smile as he grabs my hand not taking my eyes off of his, "How about we continue this tour. We still got the bathroom and bedroom."

It takes me a second to realize what he's saying after I've been hypnotized by those blue eyes of his, "Yeah, sure! I'd love to see the rest of your house."

Niall pulls me along out of the kitchen and into the small hallway that leads straight to the bathroom. The bathroom has a single sink with a long counter top next to it stopping when it reaches where the toilet is. To the left is where a huge glass shower stands. The wall floor and wall tiling reminds me of a clay house with the rustic ornageness to it. "So this is the bathroom," he says leaning against the sink counter.

"Well I don't know what people say when they go inside people's bathrooms for a tour. Do we say it's a nice bathroom? Am I suppose to say it's absolutely lovely?" I ask wondering how to comment on his bathroom.

Niall laughs, "You just nod your head until they move on to the next room." I nod my head and he smiles before walking out the bathroom finally leading me to the bathroom. We turn to the right towards his bedroom door and Niall places his hand on the door handle, "Are you ready?".

I quickly nod my head, the bedroom being the thing I'm most excited to see in his apartment. I immediately feel stupid thinking my head nod had a tad bit too much excitement in it. I don't want him thinking that I'm like obsessed to see his bedroom, because i'm not, right? 

Nialls turns the door knob and slowly opens up the door exposing his bedroom to me. He walks inside and I follow behind him entering into his room. The walls are just basic white but his Irish flag stays pinned into the wall. On another wall there is colorful pretty stationary and drawings all over it. I soon realize that it's fan mail and smile at how much he cares about his fans. His queen sized bed with the navy comforter stands in the middle of the room pressed up against the wall. I can see a dirty shirt sticking out from under the bed and I can tell he did a quick cleaning before I came over. I smile at the effort and simply say, "I like it."

Niall stands up tall straightening out his posture and puts on an announcer voice saying, "Now that's the end of the tour folks. Please follow me right this way to the gift shop." I laugh and Niall puts his arm around me pulling me closer, "How about we choose that movie now?" 

"Let's do it," I declare squeezing past the tiny door frame together walking back over to where the living room is. 

"So what are you up for tonight? Comedy, romance, horror film?" he ask stepping over to a book shelf full of DVDs. 

"How about we watch your favorite movie," I suggest standing beside him admiring his DVD collection.

"Then do you want to watch Grease?" Niall ask fingering through the DVD cases searching for the one he's looking for.

"Actually I have never seen it before. Always have wanted to, just never got a chance to," I admit being ashamed of me not seeing this popular classic. Vallerie has said my mom has movie deprived me from all the must see movies. I didn't watch Sixteen Candles until I was 13 years old because Vallerie lent it to me. I have thousands of movies but it's always the popular classics that every parent has shown their kids that I have missed out on.

"That's got to be a crime!" Niall gasps and then adding in, "Grease it is!". He pulls the DVD case out of the shelf away from the others and clicks open the case pulling the DVD out. Niall grabs the remote hitting a few buttons until the DVD tray opens up from the TV and he places the Grease disk inside it. He presses a few more buttons on the remote making his huge HD TV screen light up starting the previews.

"We should get the snacks together now," Niall says walking over to the kitchen counter to where the bags of snacks we bought are resting.

 I follow him over into the kitchen and lean against the cool counter, "Tell me what you need me to do, since I have no idea where anything is in here."

"Well you can make the popcorn if you want," he says opening up the bag of mini M&M's pouring the entire bag into a bowl. 

I hesitate a moment before admitting, "Okay, but there's one problem. I've never made popcorn before."

Niall slightly laughs while opening up the waste bin throwing out the bag of mini M&M's. I just blankly stare at him until he picks up on it, "Ohhh, you weren't joking."

"Don't judge me," I joke as Niall starts laughing. Soon I laugh along with him realizing how ridiculous I sound never making microwave popcorn before.

"How have you never made popcorn before," Niall says after catching his breath from laughing so hard.

"I don't know. I guess I just never wanted to make it. I'm not that big on popcorn. I only like eating movie theatre popcorn and eating it at stuff like this. Like movie night and you eat a ton of snacks. Other than that I never eat it, like never," I explain coming up with the reason why I am in this situation. 

"Well then I'll just make the popcorn and you can finish dumping the other snacks into the bowls," Niall says grabbing a few more clear bowls out of a wooden cupboard setting them onto the counter next to the bags of snacks. 

"Okay, I can handle that," I say while opening up one of the bags dumping it into a bowl. I watch Niall start making the popcorn and how cute he looks. It's cute seeing him inside his own home because people are more themselves at home. They're more comfortable and relaxed. It's just nice seeing him in a normal apartment even though he has so much money he could buy out everything in a mile radius from here. 

Niall finished making the popcorn and dumps the full bag into the biggest bowl of them all. I help Niall carry all the bowls over to the round, glass coffee table in front of the couch and set them on top of it. We go back over to the kitchen counter and throw away all the empty bags into the trash can cleaning up the mess we made. 

"I'm going to go to the bathroom. I'll bring some blankets when I come back. So you can just sit down and get comfortable, make yourself at home," Niall sweetly says.

"I will definitely do that," I say plopping down onto his couch snuggling into the cushions. Niall smiles at me before he walks away heading over to the hallway leading to the bathroom. 

I pull out my phone half just checking some stuff on my phone and half watching the movie previews on his television. When looking up at the TV screen mesmerized by one of the previews my phone vibrates in my hand making me jump as it startles me. I look down at the screen and roll my eyes when I see who it is. I quickly slide my fingers across the screen answering the call. "Hey mom, right now really isn't a good time," I say whispering so Niall won't hear me. 

"Hey, why isn't it a good time? You should always be wanting to talk to me. It's always a good time to talk to your mom," my mom says convincing me to stay on the phone with her.

"Fine, okay, I'll talk to you. But make it quick. What's up?" I say trying to speed things up before Niall comes back.

"I'm just at Vallerie and Erik's watching the Packer game. How are you? Why are you in such a rush? Are you with Anabelle?" my mom says playing 20 Questions with me like she always does.

"I'm good. And it's nothing, I just can't talk long. I'm not with her," I say answering each of her questions. I keep looking over my shoulder checking to see if Niall's coming back yet.

"Well Vallerie was just asking about your boyfriend," my mom says. I'm able to hear Vallerie say in the background, "Yeah, who's this boy your dating?". 

Right then Niall walks into the room carrying a couple blankets over his shoulder, "Got the blankets," he says smiling walking over by me.

In my ear I hear my mom saying, "Who's that? Are you on a date?" and Vallerie saying, "Are you with him now?".

Niall looks at me and notices I'm on the phone and asks, "Who are you talking to?"

I mouth the words, "My mom," before continuing my phone conversation, "Yes mom, I'm on a date with him. Now do you understand why this is not a good time?".

"Why did he just say he got the blankets, are you getting it on or something?" Vallerie asks and I can hear Erik say, "Ewww, gross," joking like he usually does.

I laugh and blush at the same time hoping Niall did not hear that as he sits down next to me, "No, we are just about to watch a movie until you guys rudely interrupted."

"Me and Vallerie want to see a picture of him, the posters in your bedroom are a few years old so I can't judge him off of those," my mom says through the phone pressed against my ear so hopefully Niall doesn't hear any of this.

"Just google it," I say not wanting Niall to know my family is trying to find recent pictures of him.

I can hear my mom's loud typing against the keyboard and then hear, "Damn, he's fine!" coming from a voice a lot like Vallerie's. "Put him on speaker so we can talk to him, " Vallerie demands.

"No, I refuse!" I declare knowing they will embarrass me if I let them talk to him. I know them both way to well.

"Kayla…" my mom says in a parental tone. 

"Fine, hold on, let me ask," I say before  wrapping my hand over the speaker of my phone and looking over at Niall asking, "They want to talk on to you on speaker, is that cool with you?".

"Yeah, I'd love to," Niall says smiling at me pulling me closer into the crook of his arm.

I take my hand off the speaker and press a few buttons on the screen of my phone as Niall watches me turning the speaker on. I hold the phone in between us while saying, "Okay, it's on speaker."

"Hello there. How are ya ladies doing?" Niall asks leaning closer into my phone.

"Oh my god, you didn't tell me he had an amazing accent to go with this perfectly gorgeous face of his!" Vallerie exclaims on the other side of the line. 

Niall laughs while his cheeks slightly blush, "Thank you."

"We are both doing really good," my mom replies back.

"Now Niall, we have a mission for you. Your mission is to take the phone from Kayla and turn it off speaker so we can talk to you privately," Vallerie says giving him directions like I wasn't even there.

Before I even have time to react Niall has my phone in his head and is already looking around the screen on how to turn off speaker. I try to take the phone back out of his hand but fail as he hold it out farther than my arms cans reach. Once Niall's figured out how to turn off the loud speaker he holds it up to his ear saying, "Mission accomplished." 

I try a few more failed attempts at trying to take the phone back from him but decide to just give up since he's just to good at this game. I decide to just relax trying to listen into what they are saying through the phone. I only pick up words here and there and Niall's answers aren't clear enough to tell what they are even talking about. The only thing I can get out of this is that it seems that they are really getting along with each other. 

I watch the menu screen of the movie play over and over again repeating the same scene waiting for 'PLAY' to be pressed so the movie can start. I continue trying to see if I can make out anything they are saying but still failing to be able to do so. I just know it's gotta be something embarrassing. 

"Yeah, everything is great. It really is," Niall says into my phone that is pressed against his right ear.

What's great? What's really great? All the possible things that could be really great and I don't know which one they are talking about. Being the over thinker I am I know I' not going to be able to stop wondering all the possibilities it could be. I will fall asleep for a week thinking about it. 

"Oh I can promise you that one, she's a great girl," Niall says interrupting my thoughts.

Now I know they are talking about me, aren't they? God I hope my mom doesn't say anything embarrassing, I can trust Vallerie won't, but my mom I have no trust for on that subject at all. She will do it just because she knows it will get to me and then she'll wonder why I'm mad or upset at her. Sometimes I swear this woman has no brain when it comes to the human mind. You would think she would be able to understand that if you do something you know is going to make them mad or upset that they are going to get mad or upset!

I clear this whole thought out of my mind not wanting to get fired up about it in my mind. I focus my eyes back onto Niall as he talks into the phone. Who knew someone could look that freaking hot talking into a phone. Niall just looks good doing anything. 

I still can't make out the words but I can tell no one on the other side of the phone line isn't talking and Niall pauses and smiles down at me, "She is amazing. I really like her. Honestly." 

Now I know they are definitely talking about me. I think I almost melt right there from the warm feeling that fills my body. Niall just said he really likes me, oh my god. The only thing I can think of doing is just smile at him. Once I start smiling I'm unable to stop because the smile is just natural and unable to be stopped.

I can hear Erik say in his loud voice, "Now keep this girl safe. Don't go and hurt her now." Erik just being is protective self, I knew this was coming.

"Will do, sir," Niall replies back. I can hear a few more things being said through the phone but still not able to make out what's being said. "Well it was nice talking to ya," Niall says before handing the phone back over to me.

I take the phone and hold it up by ear, "Did you guys find out everything you wanted to know or do I need him to fill out a questionnaire too?".

"Oh my god, just look at him in this picture!" Vallerie says to my mom showing that they are still on Google scrolling through the images, "Where did you go to find a hottie like that?".

"Starbucks," I say and laugh wondering what picture they are looking at.

"Looks like i'm going to stop going through the drive thru and start actually going inside," Vallerie says making a mental note to herself.

"Look at this one! Is that her?" my mom exclaims. They've probably found one of the pictures from our date.

"Oh my god it is! Aww you guys look so cute!" Vallerie says making me smile.

"Well since you guys are just looking at pictures can I get back to my date, we have a movie to watch," I say as Niall twirls the ends of my hair in his fingers making curls. 

"Do you have snacks?" Vallerie asks as I hear my dad and Erik start cheering in the background. I'm guessing whoever the team they are cheering for just scored a touchdown. 

"Of course I have snacks. A movie isn't a good movie until you have snacks. Who do you think I am?" I joke. We all say our goodbyes and I hang up the phone first wanting to spend more time with Niall. "Sorry about that," I apologize looking up at Niall's nice looking face.

"No, no, it was cool. They seem fun," Niall says smiling so I know he enjoyed talking to them. 

"Yeah, they are. They just need to learn what it means when I say it's not a good time to talk," I respond and Niall laughs pulling the blankets off the coffee table where he set them down. He hands me a Derby soccer, i mean football, blanket and he pulls a blue and green handmade blanket over himself. I really need to learn some of the different terms the Irish use. Don't forget the England words if i'm going to want to talk to all his British friends. They should have had classes for this instead of making me take Spanish. It would have been way more useful then teaching me how to ask people what there name is in Spanish. 

I cover myself up with the blanket and Niall does the same as he says, "Well it was nice meeting them, well I guess technically just talking to them." I sit criss cross apple sauce and set the bowl of mini M&M's into my lap and Niall sets the popcorn bowl into his after grabbing the remote.

"I bet they would absolutely love you," I say smiling up at him and he smiles back wrapping his arm around me pulling me into his shoulder. 

Niall presses a few circular buttons on the remote and the screen finally changes from the menu screen that I have already memorized to the beginning of the movie. We watch the movie with the only sound we make is the noise of us chewing and the digging through the snack bowls. Niall occasionally squeezes me a little tighter and I nestle my head further into the crook of his arm warming myself up even more. Sometimes Niall runs his hand up and down the side of my arm a few times before pulling me closer even though I can't get any closer than what I already am. 

Once we are both full and can't even eat another mini M&M if our life depended on it we set the bowls of snacks on the coffee table and lean back into the couch getting warm again. Niall leans into the side of the couch propping his feet up on the coffee table as the blanket drapes over his legs. I decide to lay down resting my head on his lap and snuggling up into the warmth of the blanket. Niall rest his right arm on me as his other hand massages my head running his fingers through my straightened hair. I have trouble paying attention to the movie by how good him playing with my hair feels, it could put me right asleep. 

A little over an hour into the movie the door opens and a familiar voice says, "Hey Niall, I just came by to, oh, i'm sorry. I didn't mean to come in-, should I just leave?". I look over to see who it is and I immediately recognize who it is. I quickly sit up fixing my hair from laying down on it.

"No, it's fine. Your here anyways so you might as well stay," Niall says stopping him before he walks back out the door. Niall pauses the movie before looking at me and saying, "Kayla this is Harry. And Harry, well this is Kayla."

Oh my god, it's Harry freaking Styles. Harry Styles is standing in the same room as me. I am in the same room as 2/5's of One Direction and that room I happen to be in is Niall Horan's living room. If someone told me this would happen a week from now I would have said you must be insane. And if that someone then told me not only that but i'm on a date with Niall I would have thought that they took the most powerful drug known to man. 

"So this is the girl you've been seeing," Harry smirks shutting the door behind him and walking farther into the room. 

"Yup, this is her," Niall responds.

"Hi, nice to meet you," I say trying to contain myself from all my fingerling emotions that are going on right now inside my Directioner mind. His curls! Oh my god Harry's freaking curls! They're perfect! 

"I feel like I already know you," Harry says walking around a chair before plopping down into it, "After how much Niall has said about you and all."

"Harry, we really don't have to talk about-" Niall says with his cheeks turning pink.

"Oh really? What has he told you?" I ask interrupting Niall who's trying to change the conversation.

"Hmm where to start? He's told us a lot. Your all he talks about while we're working at the studio. Well Niall's said your an American girl, that your really funny, how good you look in a Tinkerbell costume. Oh! And one thing he never shuts up about is how gorgeous you are, well actually more like how fucking gorgeous you are. Which I would have to agree with him on that one," Harry says sharing all the things Niall has told them all about me. Which takes a long time because Niall has told them a lot and Harry talks so slow.

I laugh and say, "Thank you," to Harry's compliment and look over at Niall who's cheeks have reddened even more. 

"Why are you even here Harry? You said you had something to tell me?" Niall says trying another attempt to change the conversation.

"Can't a guy just come by to say hello?" Harry replies. Niall just blankly stares back at him obviously not amused. Harry pulls an envelope out of his blazer pocket and says, "The song writers found what to do with the blank spot in the song and now you have another solo in the song. They wanted me to come by and give you the sheet music so you could start practicing it," Harry says leaning over to set the envelope on the coffee table. 

"Awesome," Niall says taking his hat off and setting it onto the coffee table and then runs his fingers through his blonde quiff. 

"But looks like you won't be practicing tonight," Harry says looking at us two before looking at the TV screen to see what we were watching. "Grease," he says before looking over at me, "he definitely likes you if he's watching that with you. He only watches Grease with people he likes."

"You can stop talking now," Niall says trying to get Harry to stop talking about how much he really likes me. 

"Fine, I'll stop talking! Just thought she should know that," Harry says smiling at me with those hypnotizing green eyes. Is it really possible to have that nice of eyes? "So Niall said you live in Wisconsin. What's it like in Wisconsin?" he asks leaning back into the chair.

"Pretty normal. I live about an hour away from Chicago. Nothing really special in my town. We always drive out of town to do anything fun," I say thinking back about life back home. 

"You a Packer fan?" Harry asks wanting to know more.

"My parents both grew up in Wisconsin. So yes, I was born to be a Packer fan," I say remembering all the embarrassing pictures of me when I was little wearing cheeseheads and Packer shirts with matching necklaces. 

"The Packers are my favorite american football team," Harry admits. I remember seeing the pictures on Twitter of Harry in the Packer blanket and the other one of him wearing a Packer Super Bowl shirt which made Wisconsin Directioners go absolutely crazy and fall even more in love with Harry Styles.

"Good choice. I live right by the border and a ton of Illinois people move up there and just commute across the border to go to work. So it's crazy at the rivalry that goes on in my city. It's completely split down the middle. Half are Packer fans and the other half are Bears fans. So the Packer/Bears games were so intense because whoever lost had to deal with the half of the city making jokes at you," I say explaining how football crazed my city is. 

"That sounds crazy! You interested in football, what you Americans call soccer?" Harry says in his slow British accent.

"I actually like it better than football, i mean American football, but I have never seen a legit soccer game. I've only seen games for my sister and one of my best friends," I answer back. I've always like soccer players better than football players, I don't know why, soccer players are just cuter.

"I'll have to take ya to a game sometime," Niall says. Now I really notice how different his Irish accent is when you put it right next to Harry's British one. Whoever said British accents are the best obviously has never heard an Irish one.

"He's gonna make you a Derby County fan. Look! He's already covering you up in Derby merchandise!" Harry says points at the blanket Niall has given me with the Derby logo all over it. 

I lift my head up and laugh before Niall says, "Derby County is the right way to go and you know it."

"Now Kayla, if you want to pick a good team then support Manchester United," Harry says before doing his hair flip with his curls.

"I think I'll just have to pick the team I like best," I say showing that they can't persuade me even though I'll probably pick Derby County just because how cute Niall looks trying to convince me on it.

"Well looks like it's decided because we already know she's going to pick Derby," Niall says playfully.

"She's only going to pick it because of you," Harry pokes back.

"Well before I even start picking a team I'm going to need to learn how to even play the sport. All i know is you kick a ball down the field and try kicking it into the goal," I say explaining how little I know about the sport.

"Yeah, we're definitely going to have to take you to a football game," Harry says smiling at me and Niall.

"Yes, that's a must," Niall says looking over at me, "We can teach you everything you need to know about the sport."

"Good! I'm really competitive so I can get really into the game and get all excited when they score, but I can know shit about the actual sport. So in reality I just watch the scoreboard most of the time and cheer when the team I want to win gets points," I reply.

"I think Niall's found him self a keeper," Harry declares making both of us blush. 

Niall wraps his arm around me, "I think your right Harold."

"Well I should probably go, let you guys continue this movie date of yours," Harry says getting up from the dent he left in the chair cushion. 

Niall gets up to walk him out and I do the same following him over to the door while Niall says,"Then I'll see you tomorrow in the studio with the lads."

"Yeah, it was nice meeting you, Kayla," Harry says before opening his arms wide embracing me in a friendly hug. 

"You too!" I exclaim before we pull away from the hug.

"We'll I guess I'll be seeing you around sometime soon hopefully," Harry says smiling over at me.

"Yes, of course," I say before Niall and Harry do one of their man hugs that guys seem to do.

"See ya later," Niall says before shutting the door behind Harry and locking it shut. "Sorry, I honestly had no clue he would stop by," Niall apologizes.

"No, it was nice meeting him. It was fun," I say walking back over to the couch with Niall.

"Well I guess we've both met someone from the other person's life today and both of us have had people interrupt our date," Niall says and I smile snuggling back up into the blanket as Niall covers himself back up with his.

"Yeah, so now we're even. No more apologizing from either of us then," I declare laying back down into his lap.

"Deal, no more apologizing," he says before grabbing the remote and starting the movie back up from where we left off. 

Niall rest his right arm on my side while his left continues to play with my hair just like he was doing before Harry came in. He twirls the end of my hair, runs his fingers through my roots, rubs my scalp, which makes me just want to fall asleep right then and there. Niall occasionally adds in a brief massaging of my waist where is right arm is resting on me. The movie is almost over but I can't take it anymore even though the movie is so good. My lids are getting heavy and I can feel them dropping. I try keeping them open but I just fail multiple times. I keep trying until my body finally gives up and I just fall asleep in his lap. 

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