Pure Luck
Chapter 5
Louis's P.O.V
Niall was over the moon when he returned. Eleanor was leaning on my shoulder and Danielle and Liam were kissing, while a older woman was singing on stage.
"I can't wait until Perrie's back" Zayn muttered. I just chuckled and turned to Niall, "so what was her reaction when she saw you and Zayn?" I asked. Niall shrugged, "she seemed excited." "Not as excited as him" Zayn whispered to me and Harry. Niall kicked him in the shins under the table, "I heard that." We all laughed.
Niall's P.O.V
We had finished up at the pub quite late at night and when I woke up I had a pounding head ache. It was awful.
I was dying for tonight to come fast, I just couldn't wait to see Jess again. I had to clean the house and go shopping for food.
As I walked out into the street, 3 teenage girls recognised me. They came running up, "OMG you're Niall HORAN!" They screamed. So of course, I had to sign their shirts, hats, shoes, ecetra.
I honestly do love my fans, they deserve it. In my eyes what most people call obsession, I would call dedication.
Jess's P.O.V
I was a little bit nervous... okay a lot nervous. Niall seemed different from when we'd last seen each other. I mean, sure, being a world wide superstar would change you. But still, he just seemed... different.
I had no idea what to wear. Kimi was on the phone to me while I was was searching through my draws, throwing clothes everywhere. She was blabbing on about some hot lad she met at the party last night, and how I should've come. Surprisingly, I wasn't listening.
After what seemed like hours, but turned out only to be 45 minutes, I chose a simple outfit. There was a hour left before I had to be there, I spent that time doing my hair and makeup. I was quite pleased with the finished product.
I arrived at Niall's 10 minutes early and knocked on the door. I heard him swear as a smoke alarm start a shrill beeping. I banged on the door again, "Niall? Are you alright?"
Niall opened the door, looking a bit flustered. "Jess! Um, hi... come in, just give me a few seconds". I took a step inside and looked around the apartment. It was flash and looked expensive, but at the same time was homely and sweet. The walls were painted blue and the kitchen was white. A squashy blue couch was in front of a gigantic plasma screen television.
As I admired the room, it took me a moment or two to realise what Niall was doing. He had obviously tried to cook a roast and seemed to be failing miserably.
I bit my lip, struggling not to laugh at the sight of him juggling all the dishes. "Do you need any help?" I asked. He looked up with surprise, "Oh no, it's all good" he said as he opened the oven and out came a burnt chicken. He gave me a hopeless look, "pizza for dinner?" I grinned, "sounds good to me."
Niall was over the moon when he returned. Eleanor was leaning on my shoulder and Danielle and Liam were kissing, while a older woman was singing on stage.
"I can't wait until Perrie's back" Zayn muttered. I just chuckled and turned to Niall, "so what was her reaction when she saw you and Zayn?" I asked. Niall shrugged, "she seemed excited." "Not as excited as him" Zayn whispered to me and Harry. Niall kicked him in the shins under the table, "I heard that." We all laughed.
Niall's P.O.V
We had finished up at the pub quite late at night and when I woke up I had a pounding head ache. It was awful.
I was dying for tonight to come fast, I just couldn't wait to see Jess again. I had to clean the house and go shopping for food.
As I walked out into the street, 3 teenage girls recognised me. They came running up, "OMG you're Niall HORAN!" They screamed. So of course, I had to sign their shirts, hats, shoes, ecetra.
I honestly do love my fans, they deserve it. In my eyes what most people call obsession, I would call dedication.
Jess's P.O.V
I was a little bit nervous... okay a lot nervous. Niall seemed different from when we'd last seen each other. I mean, sure, being a world wide superstar would change you. But still, he just seemed... different.
I had no idea what to wear. Kimi was on the phone to me while I was was searching through my draws, throwing clothes everywhere. She was blabbing on about some hot lad she met at the party last night, and how I should've come. Surprisingly, I wasn't listening.
After what seemed like hours, but turned out only to be 45 minutes, I chose a simple outfit. There was a hour left before I had to be there, I spent that time doing my hair and makeup. I was quite pleased with the finished product.
I arrived at Niall's 10 minutes early and knocked on the door. I heard him swear as a smoke alarm start a shrill beeping. I banged on the door again, "Niall? Are you alright?"
Niall opened the door, looking a bit flustered. "Jess! Um, hi... come in, just give me a few seconds". I took a step inside and looked around the apartment. It was flash and looked expensive, but at the same time was homely and sweet. The walls were painted blue and the kitchen was white. A squashy blue couch was in front of a gigantic plasma screen television.
As I admired the room, it took me a moment or two to realise what Niall was doing. He had obviously tried to cook a roast and seemed to be failing miserably.
I bit my lip, struggling not to laugh at the sight of him juggling all the dishes. "Do you need any help?" I asked. He looked up with surprise, "Oh no, it's all good" he said as he opened the oven and out came a burnt chicken. He gave me a hopeless look, "pizza for dinner?" I grinned, "sounds good to me."
9/26/13