-Tigerlily’s POV-

“What time is it?” I yawned.

“2:11 a.m.” Zayn responded to my question not looking up from his phone.

“Our time or yours?” I asked again feeling very tired as I yawned again.

“Yours. Tired?” he looked up at me.

“Definitely. Crap, if I would have known that we were staying the night, I would have had you guys stop by our houses so Calista and I could grab pajamas. We already had an extra pair of clothes just in case it got too hot earlier in our bags, so we have an outfit for tomorrow. Just no pajamas.”

“You can borrow a t-shirt of ours and some sweats if you want, unless you rather sleep in what you’re wearing…” Niall suggested.

“Or you could just wear your underwear.” Harry had pitched in. Of course, only he would suggest that.

Liam hit the back of his head. “Um, how about not.”

“What? I do. I was only suggesting that because its summer and it can get pretty hot and stuffy in these hotel rooms.” Harry defended.

“Unless you have the window open, and usually the hotels have the ac on in this time of year, so nice try, Perv.” Liam corrected him.

I cleared my throat hoping it would get them to stop arguing. They turned back towards me. “Thank you Niall. Calista and I would much appreciate that.”

“Sure, want to come help me get them, Tily?” I giggled at my new nickname. He turned towards the bedrooms; I followed him.

We entered his room once again. He grabbed one of his suitcases and plopped it on the bed. It bounced a little before it settled and he unzipped it. He flipped the top back, and on the top of the pile of folded clothes was his American flag tank top. He looked at me, from head to toe; his eyes flickered across my body as I became to feel more and more uncomfortable. I hate when people stared at me for this amount of time.

I cleared my throat. I got him to focus on my eyes, his eyes started flickering again but just over my face this time. “Why do you keep staring at me?”

“Erhm, no reason…” he seemed to be hiding something.

“It’s my weight isn’t it?”

“What? No, of course not! Why would you automatically think that?”

“Don’t lie,” I sighed. “Everybody judges me for my weight, whether they address it or not, I know that they do.”

He shook his head and looked deeply into my eyes. “No, I honestly wasn’t, babe.” I looked at the ground, but he just lifted my chin back up. “I don’t care about you’re weight. I hope no one ever does. To me, size doesn’t matter.”

“But how can you think I’m beautiful when I’m fat?”

“Babe, you’re not fat. There is no such thing as a fat girl. Every girl is beautiful in her own way. Like I said, to me, size doesn’t matter.”

“Thanks, Niall. I just get really insecure about my body. So, then why were you staring at me for so long?”

“Well, I’d really hate to admit this but, I was…” he paused. “Checking you out…”

“Really?”

“Yes…” he took a breath. “Now, I’m assuming you would love it if you could borrow my ‘Crazy Mofos’ shirt?

Wait, what? Is he really asking if I want to borrow his Crazy Mofos’ t-shirt? “But isn’t
that your favorite shirt?”

“Yes, but I can see that you want to wear it, so you can.” He handed me the shirt with a pair of sweats. I left the room with the clothes in my hand to go to the bathroom. When I was done putting his clothes on, I felt somewhat uncomfortable; the shirt wasn’t as snug as I expected, but I still felt sort of fat in it. I clutched my dirty clothes close to my stomach so no one would look at it and I sort of speed walked to Niall’s room. I softly knocked on his door before slightly opening it.

“Hey, that was quick. You can come in you know?”

I slowly walked in, closing the door behind me. I stood there shyly, clutching my clothes until he grabbed my clothes away from my stomach. “Babe, are you feeling self-conscious?”

I nodded.

“Well, don’t, okay? Trust me; you look better in that shirt than I do.”

I blushed. “Thanks. Well, I should be getting to bed.” I yawned.

He nodded. “Well, the room next to mine is free, if you would like to sleep in that one.”

“Sure, thanks.”

I took my clothes out of his hands and started towards the door when he pulled me back be my wrist. He placed his hands on my hips and leaned in. He placed a sweet, soft kiss on my lips, and of course I kissed back, how could I not? After probably two minutes, we parted slowly.

He smiled, his cheeks flushed a bit, and his breath a little uneven. “Night.”

“Night.” I was well aware that my cheeks were pink and my breath was as uneven as his.

I exited the room without him stopping me. I smiled as I thought about what just happened. I went into the empty room that was next Niall’s and set my clothes on the floor. I left the room to retrieve my bag from the main room. I went back to my room when I heard someone behind me. I looked over my shoulder to find Liam walking towards me. I turned around to see what he wanted.

“Hey, can I talk to you?”

“Yeah, sure, just make it quick because I’m really tired.”

“Okay, Nice shirt by the way.” we entered the room, closing the door behind us. “So, what really happened in there? Earlier and just a minute ago?”

“Uh… Promise not to tell?”

“Yeah.”

I took a deep breath, “Niall and I- uh…Kissed. Three times.”

“I knew it. I could tell something was up between you and him the moment you had walked out into the living room. The attraction was obvious between you two since the car ride here.”

“Okay, now you’re not going to say anything?”

“Of course not.”

~Next Morning~
-Still Tigerlily’s POV-
I woke up in an unfamiliar place. I was completely clueless for a minute until the memories came rushing back to me. I was in One Direction’s hotel room, with my best friend, and last night, Niall kissed me three times. Plus, Niall was taking me on a date today. I got up and followed the sent of food.

Before going into the kitchen, I decided I should probably brush my teeth, you know; just in case Niall kisses me again… As I enter the bathroom I look at myself in the large mirror and remember that I was actually wearing Niall’s clothes, and that it wasn’t a part of my dream. I brush my teeth and leave the bathroom; turning the light out before I leave.

I enter the living room to see most everybody sitting around lazily. Zayn, like list night, was on his phone, probably texting Perrie; Liam and Harry were watching Ridiculousness on MTV; Louis was playing games on his phone, probably waiting for Calista, she is always known for sleeping in excessively; and Niall, I turned to look for him and found him in the open kitchen talking with Calista while he was making breakfast. I don’t think anyone had noticed that I came out.

I went to the kitchen to see if I could help Niall. “Morning!” I yawned. Their heads shot in my direction, they immediately stopped talking about whatever it was they were talking about.

“Morning. Where the clothes that I lent you more comfortable to sleep in than what you were wearing last night?”

“Yes, and thank you by the way. I came in here to see if you needed any help,”

“Er, nope, I think I have everything covered, but you can hangout in here to keep us company if you want…”

“Sure,” I sat next to Calista on the counter that wasn’t being used my Niall. She was on here phone, looking at Instagram, which was mostly One Direction, Slenderman, and Macklemore in her feed. I unlocked my phone and I realized that the picture of Niall that was my wallpaper was him, in the exact t-shirt that I was currently wearing. I chuckled a bit.

“What?” Calista and Niall had asked almost in sync.

“Oh, just that I’m wearing the exact same shirt that Nialler is wearing in my background picture.” I said giggling.

“Let me see.” Niall said walking towards me. I handed him my phone, which he looked at for a moment before handed it back, chuckling lightly while shaking his head slightly. “I really shouldn’t be surprised that you have me as your wallpaper, should I?”

“No, you really shouldn’t.” I said laughing. “So what are you making?”

“Food.”

“I hate when people answer me like that. What kind of food are you making, Nialler?”

“Pancakes and bacon.”

“Yum! Smells amazing; so how long have you guys been up?”

“About an hour maybe, since about 8:45.”

“Calista, I’m surprised that you were up before me, seeings how you went to bed after me; did you even sleep?”

“Not really, I stayed up on my phone all night.”

“How did I know?”

“Hey you wanna hand me two serving plates from that lower cupboard, Tily?” Niall asked, slightly interrupting our conversation, but not really because it was basically over anyway.

“Yeah, Sure, Ni.” I said, hopping off of the counter and bending down to get the plates for him. “Here ya go!”

“Thanks.” He said sporting a huge pointed my way.

“You’re adorable.” I mumbled hoping that no one heard, but then again I really didn’t care if they did, especially Niall.

“What did you just say?”

“What? Oh, nothing.”

“You said something,”

“No I didn’t.”

“If you don’t tell me, I might just have to tickle it out of you.” He said stepping closer.

Crap, he’s going to tickle it out of me. I really would rather not say it again, but I really don’t want to be tickled. Maybe he’ll buy a white lie, I would really rather not lie to the guy whose taking me out on my first date later. “I said nice smile.” I said quick before he could step any closer.

“Nice try. I’m not buying it. If that was what you had said, you wouldn’t have said that is was nothing. Try again missy, before the tickles get it out of you.”

“So, where are you taking me later?” I tried to change the subject, but he didn’t budge.

“Surprise. Okay, you lost your chance, I’m going to have to tickle it out of you.” He said smirking.

“Crap,” I said right before he started gently jabbing at my sides. I started laughing uncontrollably. “Mercy!” he stopped tickling me. I caught my breath. “I said that you’re adorable.”

“Now that is believable.”

“Good because it is the truth. Now, about later; is it afternoon, evening, or night?”

“Why does it matter?”

“Because I need to know around the time I need to be ready by.”

“I will tell you the details later, now stop pestering.” He said tapping my nose, then going back to putting the food on the serving plates.

“How many regular size plates do you need?”

“I would say seven, but I don’t know if Josh and or Paul will be stopping by, so get nine down please.”

I grabbed the plates down and set them on the counter directly in front of me. “I’m going to set the table, Calista will you help me?”

“Sure, what do you need me to do?”

“Grab silverware, napkins and glasses.” I said grabbing the plates again and setting them on the table in the sort of dining room.

“And orange juice!” Niall called.

I set the plates down around the table for nine while Calista placed the glasses, silverware, and napkins.

“Breakfast!” Niall called entering the dining room holding a plateful of pancakes and a plateful of bacon. The boys rushed into the room.

Zayn stopped in front of me, smirking. “Nice shirt.”

I blushed. “Thanks, Zayn.”

*After Breakfast*
-Niall’s POV-
After breakfast I cleared the table, putting everything away. Now, I needed to finish talking to Calista. Before Tigerlily woke up, she and I were talking about what I should do for the date that I was taking Tigerlily on later.

“Hey, Calista, can you come help me please?”

She entered the kitchen. “So, where were we?”

“We were talking about where I should take her today.”

“Oh, right. Er, so have you decided on anything yet?”

“I was thinking we could take a walk around Portland for a while and then go get some sushi and frozen yogurt, then maybe go to the mall for a bit before bringing her back here.”

“Sounds perfect; when are you planning on leaving?”

“Around 11-ish. Why?”

“You should probably tell her to start getting ready, like, now.”

“Shit. Does she really need like an hour and a half?”

“That’s rushed time. She has to shower, get dressed, perfect her outfit, and do her hair and makeup.”

“That doesn’t take thatlong to do that stuff does it?”

“Like I said, that’s rushing her.”

“Okay, I guess I should go tell her.”

Notes

Might post another chapter later. It will be the date. Do you guys like how there is like more than one chapter per day (like how for the day of the Demolition derby it was about five and a half chapters)? Its mainly because i have a lot of dialouge... Do you guys want more to happen in a chapter? If so, they would be a lot longer. I'm already thinking about doing longer chapers; right now, the chapters are about five and a half to around seven pages on word.

Next Chapter will be the date!