All I did, all I could do was stare into Nialls ocean blue eyes, as he ordered a colossal amount of food, just as I had done. "So boy band eh?" I asked as the waiter left to place the huge order. "No no, the accent" he reminded me. Clearing my throat I repeated myself with an accent. "Ya da boys are great, like broders" he spoke perfectly mimicking my accent. "Dey seem like like friendly lads." I commented. "So you've got your pup now, how'd you get er'?" He asked. "Well," and I went on to tell the save life story of the 'Adventurous Adventures of Sarah and Dutch'. "That's simply amazing da connection you have, but Zayn seems pretty cozy to er eh?" He asked as the fist bit of food arrived, so much we forgot who's was who's, then just ended up grabbing a plate and eating. "Okay question, you eat as much as I do but ya don't weigh two tons, how is that, do ya do the fancy hunger games shots or sumpthin?" He asked curiously. "We'll with all the training Dutch and I did, when we planned to run away, our metabolism just sky rocketed." I explained. "Ah me too but as always mines just naturally high." We rambled on for what seemed like hours. But when the plates were cleared and seconds, and thirds, finished, we left. "What would you like to do now love? We still have a few hours till' we should be back at the flat for movie night." He asked after closing his door and starting the cars engine. "Hmm, we could, I dunno what do you wanna do?" I asked unable to get my mind to retrieve anything interesting. "I know just the place to go!" Niall nearly shouted, pressing hard on the accelerator. Then we sped of into the dark London night.

Notes

Sorry it's been so long! Been sicky, the oak gets my asthma all flaired.