At first he seemed at bit surprised by my sudden movement, since he hadn’t noticed anything through his desperate moments of speaking, but of course it didn’t take more than half a second to throw away the blanket that he’d been tugging on to with his hands the entire time and wrap his arms around me.
And just like outside Dirty Dicks he held on to me like he would never let go. His soft lips met mine with the same fire and passion that mine had met his with and it felt like they melted together as one.


The feelings that rushed and recycled through my body were countless, endless and powerful. I didn’t know how many times I had thought about what it would feel like to kiss Niall again, but this went beyond any imagination. His lips felt softer than ever, his kisses felt tenderer than ever and his body felt warmer than ever.

His arms around my now a bit smaller waist lifted me up to make our faces equal. I suddenly felt something wet on my cheek, but I didn’t have to open my eyes to know that it was a tear from a beautiful eye right in front of mine.


I didn’t know how long he held me like that, it only felt like a few seconds before he put me down again. His hands cupped my face as he softly kissed me a few more times before pulling away a bit. Our foreheads were still touching each other as we stood with our eyes closed just feeling each other’s warm breath on our faces.
He then hugged me and I snuggled in his chest the way that I liked it the most. I heard him snuffle so I looked up and smiled at his slightly swollen face.


“You’re amazing,” I said and dried off his cheek. He didn’t answer but the kiss he placed on my lips said everything I needed to hear.



We walked back to the car hand in hand smiling and laughing all the way like fools.


“Want to get something to eat?” he asked when we sat in the car.

“Oh I’m not hungry, but I’d love to join you anyway,” I said.

“Ok then,” he smiled and started driving.

“Does this mean…” he began after a couple of minutes of driving, “that we’re together? Like… for real?”

I didn’t say anything even though I wasn’t in doubt of what to answer.

“No,” I said. “I think… It takes me some time before I commit to someone, I’m not very good at trusting people…”

He glanced at me looking both a bit sad but also understanding.

“I think I could really… be with you. I don’t know yet, but I would like to find out,” I elaborated and luckily he seemed like it had cheered him up a bit.

“I understand,” he said and smiled.


So far so good, I thought to myself when I suddenly once more felt lucky to know a person like Niall.



After a few more minutes of driving we turned around a corner and in to a parking lot next to a building that had a sign saying “Nando’s”.


“Well, of course,” I chuckled. He’d always been a fan of this place as long as I’d known him – which was about 3 years because of my former crazy fandom.


We went inside where he ordered a chicken wrap, a double portion of curry chips, some hot chicken wings, corn on the cob and a Coke.


“God, you really were hungry!” I exclaimed as he kept on ordering food after food.

“I’m a man, baby!” he exclaimed and I laughed.


“Sure you don’t want anything?” he asked when we sat down at a table.

“Hmm… maybe…” I grabbed a few of the curry ships and ate them.

“Oh good, I’m a bit relieved. It would be a bit sad if you had to be like that all the time,” he said.

“Be how?” I asked.

“Not eating anything. I like girls who eat,” he said smiling.

“I do eat normally, trust me – you’ve seen my belly, honey. My stomach is just not used to it yet after the last weeks,” I said.

“Have a few more chips,” he said while pushing the plate towards me with a smirk on his face and took some more laughing at his cute attempt to help me.



“Excuse me,” a girl’s voice suddenly said from right next to our table. We both looked up to see two young girls stand with their phones. “Can we have a picture with you, Niall?”

“Yeah, sure,” he said and stood up next to them. They got a picture with him each and went away with sparkling eyes.

“You just fulfilled their lives,” I said.

“God, I hope not!” he smiled and went back to eating his dinner.


“I’ve actually never been to this place before,” I said as I looked around.

“You’re kidding me, right?” he asked with his mouth full that had suddenly stopped to move around all the food in it.

“No, we don’t have Nando’s in Denmark, so it’s not something I’m used to,” I said smiling innocently at him, though it didn’t brighten his mood.

“That’s a disaster!” he exclaimed and I almost jumped a bit from his outbreak. “Here, try the hot chicken, you have to, it’s fantastic!” He held a piece of chicken for me to take a bite off and so I did.

“You’re right, it really is good,” I agreed still chewing on the food. “Guess I’ll be spending some time in here, huh?”

“You can bet on that,” he smirked at me while tugging in to some more of the giant portion that he’d ordered.



When he’d consumed every bit left on the plates in record time we sat and kept talking.

“So how’s everything with the recording?” I asked.

“Much better now than before,” he said and sent me an insider smile. “But I’ve had to do some of the recordings one more time, since the first ones were so bad.” He laughed but still I couldn’t help but feel incredibly bad.

“Oh, you poor thing!” I exclaimed.

“No no, relax. I’m just happy that it goes well now and that I didn’t have to continue the recording feeling like shit,” he said while trying to comfort me with a smile.


And then he did something I didn’t approve at all – he put his hand on mine from across the table. Instinctively I moved mine away and Niall looked at me with a hurt expression in his eyes.

“I’m sorry, I…” I began not exactly knowing how to explain my behavior. “I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

“Why not?” he asked confused.

“Because… just not yet,” I answered hoping that he wouldn’t make me elaborate any further and luckily he didn’t as he smiled reassuringly and stood up to get home, since it was already almost eight o’clock.

“Thank you,” I said as we walked out on the parking lot.

“No problem,” he said not as convincing as I would like to, but I didn’t mention anything thinking that it wouldn’t make things better.



He drove me all the way home to West End, before heading back to his own place.

“Thanks for the ride. And for today,” I said smiling as I turned towards him.

“You’re most certainly welcome,” he said and hugged me before kissing my lips. “Can I see you again soon?” he asked after pulling away a bit and I nodded eagerly.




“How was your date?” Aida exclaimed jumping right in front of me as soon as I’d closed the door behind me.

“Oh my God, you can’t just do that, Aida!” I yelled and hit her shoulder.

“Well that didn’t answer my question,” she said teasingly and now Em bad joined her coming out of her room with the same curious smirk on her face.


I waited a few seconds before answering. “It wasn’t a date,” I said while hanging up my jacket.

“Well then what do you call fucking in the afternoon?” Aida asked and Em cracked up. I just looked at her with wide eyes before laughing as well.

“You’re so full of shit,” I just said, but when they kept staring at me waiting for an answer I continued:

“It was great. He’s amazing, I’m amazing, everything’s amazing! Is that good enough for your damn little curious noses?”

“That is just fine,” Em said smirking proudly before turning around and heading back towards her room.




Before I went to bed that night I wrote Harry a message remembering that I really needed to talk to him about Aida and his behavior.


“Want to go for a run tomorrow afternoon?” I wrote.


“Of course! But don’t think I can leave the studio before four o’clock. Can you just go there after work?” he answered only a few minutes later and smiled when he remembered what time I got off from work.

“Yep, I’ll do that. Four o’clock at the studio then.”


He wrote me the address for their studio before I set the alarm for the next morning. Even though I’d felt extremely happy all day I now felt a bit nervous for talking to Harry not knowing whether it was something that I should get involved in or not.



The next day at work started up a bit different than normally, since Nathalie decided to break the morning silence by asking me: “Are you dating Niall Horan?”

“What?” I exclaimed feeling incredibly surprised with her sudden question and also the fact that she knew about us.

“You know… the blond guy from that boy band?” she then said.

“Why would I be dating a guy from a boy band…” I began but she continued:

“I saw a picture of you two in this morning’s issue of The Sun.” She went back to the staff room and came back a few minutes later holding a paper in her hand. “Here,” she said and handed it to me.



On the cover of the paper there was a picture of me and Niall sitting in his car, him driving and me smiling at him. I opened it to see what they’d written, but it was mostly just a ton of pictures. Niall sitting in his car, me walking out of Aunt Betty, me getting in to his car, the two of us laughing in his car…


My heart kept beating faster and faster as I saw evidence upon evidence that we knew each other. But the pictures weren’t the worst part of it. On the bottom of the page I read the text box that said:

“22 year old singer in the boy band, One Direction, Niall Horan, has been seen with a gradually well-known girl driving together in his car. The girl, whose name we still can’t reveal, has multiple times been seen working out with another member of the band and a very close friend to Niall, Harry Styles. Whether she’s just friends with both of them or if she likes sleeping around with famous rich young guys we can’t be completely sure about, but according to the loving smiles she’s been caught on camera sending the two probably ignorant boys might be an evidence to the last-mentioned.”



Right next to the text there was a picture of me and Harry that The Sun had brought on the cover about a week ago. I felt sick to my stomach reading the horrible things they said about me.


“You can’t tell anyone,” was all I could say when I looked at Nathalie’s confused face and she nodded smiling.

“Don’t you worry,” she said. “How did you guys meet anyway?”

I first considered whether I should trust her or not, but she was my friend and she’d always seemed like a very honest and moral person, so I decided to tell her.


“Well. He was on vacation with the rest of the boys in Denmark this summer in the small village that I used to live in. I met him when I was running down at the sea, we had fun and then I met the rest of the boys and their girlfriends who were with them, they met my friends and so on,” I said.

“How exciting!” Nathalie exclaimed. “So… do you like him or Harry?”

I looked at her with a scared glance and she quickly managed to add: “I only know what The Sun’s telling me!”

“Well, The Sun is a shitty source of reality,” I said smiling at her innocent charm. “Niall is the one that I like.”

“Oh he’s cute I think. I’ve always liked his blue eyes,” she said looking down at her carrots.

“Yeah me too.” I was blushing like hell.

“How is he as a person?” she then asked curiously.

“Truly great! Just happy, easy to be around and really funny.” I blushed even harder when I got reminded about all those fantastic things about him.

“Have you guys kissed?”

“Yes of course,” I chuckled.

“Is it good?”


Her honesty began to become a problem for me since I didn’t know whether I wanted to answer all of her questions or not, but I ended up nodding with a head that had probably turned in to a tomato by now.

Luckily that was all she needed me to tell her about, since we just went on with our vegetables right after that.


Right before we were about to open the café at 9.30 I noticed a lot more people standing and waiting outside the door than usual. Today it wasn’t just the old lady who came to get her morning coffee or the man in a suit eating his breakfast on the go.


Today there were girls. Loads of them.

Notes

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