A week into the tour, we had already memorized the whole set list, and we were able to practically dance along with the boys on stage. Finally, Twitter time came up, and Pixie and I prayed for our tweets to be shown. I crossed my fingers as the first three tweets were shown. None of them were ours.

“Now, this one is my personal favorite. It’s from a girl named Belle.” My heard stopped. Niall Horan just said my name. “And she said: My best friend Pixie and I are coming to every single show on this tour! Stay incredible!” That was my tweet! My tweet! “Awe, lads! She says we’re incredible!” Niall smiled, flashing his braces and I felt my knees go weak. I loved that man.

“What?! Someone’s actually interested in us enough to come to every single show!” Louis laughed.

“Even if we’re sick!” Pixie and I yelled in unison from our front row seats.

“Oh! I think we found Belle and Pixie!” Harry laughed and went to the edge of the stage. I was almost positive I could hear Pixie’s heart beating out of her chest. She was absolutely in love with Harry.

“Yep! Section A, row one, seats four and five!” Liam smiled and all of the boys made their way to the edge of the stage. “Thank you girls for supporting us. It means so much to us that you’re actually willing to put up with us every night.” Liam laughed and stepped back. The rest of the boys smiled and blew a kiss at us, except for Harry. He jumped down, kissed mine and Pixie’s cheeks, and jumped back up on stage before Paul could get to him.

Pixie turned to look at me. I could tell she wanted to scream, but she was in too much shock to comprehend what had just happened.

~*~

“Bells! Bells, did you see him!? He was so perfect! And his lips were so soft!” Pixie caressed her cheek as we walked back to our hotel around the corner. I was on the same boat as her. I couldn’t believe that had even happened! Niall Horan said my name, and Harry Styles kissed my cheek. There’s no way that this night could be any better. As Pixie went on about how incredible Harry’s lips felt against her cheek, we entered the hotel and checked into our rooms. When we made it up to our room, Pixie was still talking, even as we got ready for bed!

“Yes, Pix, I know. Harry was flawless and his lips were soft.” I mumbled as I turned over in my bed to face her. “Now if you don’t shut your beautiful face while I’m trying to sleep, I’m going to chuck a pillow at you, and hotel pillows are the worst.” I warned and looked at the clock. “We have to get up in five hours and leave at in six so we can follow the tour bus.” I groaned and covered my head with a pillow. “Goodnight, Pixie.”

“Goodnight, Belle.” I could still hear the smile and excitement in her voice just before I drifted off to sleep.

~*~

What felt like ten minutes later, my alarm clock went off and I rolled over to wake up Pixie before I realized she was already showered and dressed. “I got up early so that you could take your time.” She shrugged and I saw the bags under her eyes.

“You didn’t sleep a wink, did you?” I accused and she instantly shook her head ‘no’.

“I couldn’t help it, Belle! I was just so excited!” Pixie yawned. “I’m exhausted now, though.” She looked at the pillow longingly.

“Go to sleep while I get ready.” I laughed and got my stuff together.

“You’re an angel!” She laughed and crawled under her covers.

“I know.” I laughed and went to the bathroom to shower and get ready to head out.

An hour later we were on the road, packed and following One Direction’s tour bus. Sure, it may have looked weird to them, but other people simply thought that we were part of their crew. No joke. So many people asked us if we were part of their crew whenever we were at a rest stop or going through a drive thru. Finally, we got so bored with answering ‘no, we’re just following them on tour’, we started answering ‘duh, why else would we right behind their tour bus?’. The look on their faces were always priceless as we drove off, placing a finger to our lips.

“They’ve gotta start recognizing us soon.” Pixie said as she took a bite of her chicken nugget. “It’s been two weeks since we’ve started this tour, and we’ve had front row seats to every show, and since we have front row tickets to all the other shows, one of them is bound to recognize us. I’m sure it’ll be Zayn.” I nodded in agreement as I ate some of my fries. “They’re pulling over.” Pixie pointed out.

“We’re here!” I smiled as we took the exit and followed the bus to the arena. Today was the New York gig, so we were in a five star hotel right across the street from the arena. Pixie and I quickly parked at the hotel ran into the lobby to check in. “Okay, so we need to get our bags up to the room and then we can go down to the- holy mother of all that is Zarry and Niam.” I froze. All of One Direction was staying in the same hotel we were… and Zayn, Harry, Liam, and Niall were standing at the front desk checking in.

“Oh my sweet baby Jesus.” Pixie said as we stood there in shock. Suddenly, a wild Louis appeared and jumped on Zayn’s back, bringing them both to the ground. They all made their way to the elevator we stared after them.

“Can I help you girls?” The lady at the desk asked. We ran up to the desk and quickly checked in as the boys piled into the elevator.

“Hold the elevator, please!” Pixie yelled and Louis stuck his hand in between the doors to stop them from closing.

“Pixie, you don’t ask One Direction to hold the elevator for you!” I whispered and stopped outside of the elevator.

“Come on in loves, we don’t bite.” Louis smiled and made room for us.

“Hard.” Harry smirked as we piled into the elevator with them.

“What floor?” Niall asked, facing me.

“Erm… seven.” I said nearly breathless.

“Us too!” Niall smiled and stood next to me. I couldn’t breathe. Niall Horan was standing next to me in an elevator. His arm brushed against mine and my breath caught in my throat. I couldn’t do this for much longer. I was bound to start fangirling, and it wouldn’t be pretty. Suddenly, my phone buzzed, distracting me from my internal freak out and the painfully slow elevator ride.

“Ugh.” I groaned and put my phone away.

“Who was that?” Pixie asked.

“That guy that fixed our tire on the way to the first show.” I rolled my eyes. “He wants to meet me tonight for dinner at nine.”

“Go!” Harry yelled, reminding me that I was in an elevator with five of my idols.

“Dude, I have a concert to go to tonight… they’re this band called One Direction… they’re kind of a big deal.” I joked and Harry stuck his tongue out at me.

“But from what I’ve heard, you’re the girls following them on their tour, so you have plenty of more chances to see them.” Zayn smirked and leaned against the elevator wall. When was the door going to open? This was the longest seven floor ride I’ve ever been on.

“Yes, but you don’t understand dedicated fans, Mr. Malik.” I raised an eyebrow at him. He held up his hands in defeat.

“Why aren’t we going past the fourth floor?” Niall said with a panicked tone. I almost forgot that he was claustrophobic until this moment.

“Niall, it’ll be okay.” Liam said soothingly. Daddy Direction to the rescue, and we got to see it all firsthand. Now was not the time to fangirl.

“Jesus Christ!” Niall mumbled as he pressed the 7 button repeatedly. “Hurry up.” He said as he tried to cover the panicked look on his face.

“You’re not speeding up the process, mate.” Harry said and placed his hand on Niall’s shoulder.

“No! I can’t breathe!” Niall said and looked at Pixie and I and apologetic look.

“Niall, calm down.” Zayn said and turned Niall to face him. “Big green field, alright?”

“That doesn’t work anymore, Zayn!” Niall said and sat on the floor, his head hiding in his hands. I looked around at everyone’s panicked faces. I looked to Pixie and she nodded. My older brother was claustrophobic, so I knew how to help with this.

“Okay, everyone back up and give Niall as much space as you can.” I said and Pixie automatically leaned into Harry and smiled up at him. I sat down next to Niall and pulled my headphones out of my purse and grabbed my iPod as well. I quickly found the Michael Buble album and put it on before placing the headphones over Niall’s ears. Niall automatically looked up at me and his breathing slowed down back to normal. He quickly wiped the tears from his face and I smiled at him and stood up, backing up, leaning into Zayn. Niall calmed down and the elevator started to move again.

“Thank God.” Louis sighed in relief. As soon as we were off the elevator, Niall hugged me and thanked me for helping him.

“It’s no problem.” I smiled and felt myself going beet red. “Glad I could help.” Niall smiled and walked off to his room, and I walked towards mine and Pixie’s. “Best. Day. Ever.” I sighed and flopped down on the bed, staring up at the ceiling.

“Tell me about it… how come Harry didn’t flinch when I got close to him?” Pixie asked.

“Well I told you all to get as far away from Niall as possible, that kind of implied squishing together.” I shrugged.

“But he didn’t have any kind of reaction to it…”

“Maybe he thought you smelt nice.” I laughed and reached for my iPod. “Niall still has my iPod…” I sighed and shot up. “Niall still has my iPod!” I yelled and looked at Pixie in excitement.

“I’m sure we can go get it.” Pixie shrugged and got off her bed before heading towards the door.

“Don’t you dare!” I stopped her before she reached for the door handle. “I’m sure he’ll return it when he remembers.” I smiled and thought what I would do if Niall called my number that I put on the back of my iPod in case I lost it, or if he emailed me after he looked through my ‘Notes’ app!

“What if he completely forgets it’s your iPod?” Pixie asked.

“Come on, I put my name and number on the back in case it gets lost… I don’t think he’ll forget it’s mine.”

~*~

That night at the concert, the boys had just started twitter time, and Niall’s chosen tweet came up first. “Aleah asks: What has been your favorite part of being in New York so far?” All of the boys looked at each other in deep concentration.

“I’ve got one!” Zayn piped up. “When we went to Central Park at lunch today. That was wicked.” Zayn smiled and sat down on the couch in satisfaction. The other guys nodded in agreement, except for Niall.

“I thought it was pretty cool in the elevator today after we checked into the hotel.” Niall shrugged, and my heart beat a million miles an hour. The girls in the crowd automatically thought the complete opposite of what the actual situation was. I was pretty sure half of their minds were in the gutter.

“Yeah! That was pretty funny!” Harry laughed and covered his mouth, realizing it was the wrong time to laugh at someone’s earlier pain.

“That’s not funny, Harold! Everyone boo Harry! Boo!” Liam said and laughed.

“No seriously! That was the best thing ever!” Niall laughed. “See, what had happened was: we were trapped in an elevator and you guys know I’m claustrophobic, right?” The crowd screamed in response. “So, I start to freak out cos there were seven of us in there and it’s a tiny elevator!” The crowed went ‘aww’ to show their sympathy.

“Belle! He’s talking about us!” Pixie yelled next to me.

“I know!”

“So Niall’s sat in the fetal position, in tears and one of the girls in the elevator there tells us all to back up and she pulls out her iPod and-“

“I’m telling the story!” Niall interrupted Louis. “So, this girl pulls out her iPod and puts the headphones on me and starts playing Michael Buble, and I instantly calm down. It was insane.” Niall smiled. “This girl knew it would help calm me down. She was epic.” I had to be dead. There’s no way Niall Horan just called me epic. “I need to get her iPod back to her…” He thought out loud and his hand went to his pocket, and I could see the outline of an iPod in his pocket. He still had it!? Hadn’t they changed once already? How did he still have it in his pocket? Niall spotted me in the crowd and leaned down next to Paul. He pointed at me and handed Paul my iPod. Paul made his way over to me.

“Here ya go, miss.” Paul smiled at me and handed my iPod to me.

“Thanks, Belle!” Niall yelled into the microphone. I felt myself growing red and quickly as I opened my iPod to see the ‘Notes’ app open.

Thanks for the bubble and calming me down today. You have great taste in music! Maybe I’ll see you again sometime :)
Xxx
Nialler
P.S. Sorry about the pictures…

I smiled and put my iPod away. I would look at the pictures later.

~*~

“Please?” Pixie asked for the millionth time after the concert.

“Fine!” I yelled as we got to our hotel room and I opened the pictures on my iPod. We sat on my bed and scrolled through all of the pictures, laughing at every single one. “What is Zayn doing!?” I laughed when I came across a picture of Zayn and Harry sitting on the couch. Well kind of… Zayn was hanging halfway off the back of the couch…

“Wait, go back! That was a video!” Pixie yelled as I passed a video. I quickly swiped my finger across the screen and went back and pressed play.

“Okay, so Niall won’t shut up about you, so I thought you might like to hear him go on and on about you.” Louis’ voice whispered as he turned the corner on his way to Niall’s room. The number on the door was 117. Louis slightly cracked the door open and put the iPod slightly through the door so I could see Niall walking around the room, phone glued to his ear.

“No, man, she was awesome. And the music on her iPod was great. She had every single Buble song ever recorded, along with some exclusives, she had our music, some Jonas, some McFly, some Bieber,” I could feel Pixie’s judging eyes on my back. “Even some Demi, and she’s got some great bands on there that I have never heard of, but I absolutely love them.” There was a few seconds of silence. “Dude, she’s like my musical soul mate.” My heart nearly stopped. Niall basically just said that I was his soul mate. “And get this: her name is Belle. How great is that name? Oh, and it was like she knew how to handle someone with claustrophobia. I swear; if I had to go off of today, I would marry her.” I’m sure my heart was stopped by that point. I was almost positive I had died.

“Well, that’s all I’m going to record for you, otherwise this video would be an hour long.” Louis whispered and pointed the camera towards himself. “That’s what we’ve all heard since the moment he got back to the room.” Louis rolled his eyes and smiled at the camera. “Well, there ya go, Belle. Bye!” Then the video ended. I felt Pixie’s eyes on me, but I couldn’t find it in me to turn to face her. Niall James Horan of One Direction said that he would marry me based off of today.

“Well, you can go to Niall’s room and let him know that he killed me… and that he’s paying for my funeral.” I stated and locked my iPod before tossing it on the ground and lying down on my back.

“Belle, do you realize what Niall said about you? He said he would marry you based off of how you helped him today. That’s a big deal, Belle! Niall’s in love with you!”

“No, he loves my musical taste… and the fact that I helped him.” Pixie rolled her eyes and picked up my iPod.

“Well, while you’re sitting there in denial, I’m going to look through the rest of your pictures that Niall took.” She shrugged and sat down on her bed. I grabbed some pajamas and went into the bathroom to change. As soon as I was dressed, I went out to see Pixie sitting on the bed with a huge grin plastered on her face.

“What did you do?” I automatically accused.

“Nothing!” She said defensively. “Harry totally thinks I’m cute!” Pixie handed me my iPod and it showed a picture of Harry holding up a piece of paper that said “I think your friend is cute, Belle!” I smiled and handed my iPod back to her.

“I’m going to sleep now.” I yawned and made my way to my bed.

“No you’re not.” Pixie said quickly. “The guys are coming over to our room for a movie night.”

“What!? Why didn’t you tell me!? I wouldn’t have changed into my pajamas!” I rushed over to my suitcase and pulled out my skinny jeans and my “The Band is With Me” shirt. Threw some batman socks on and put my ring back on before throwing my hair up in a messy bun. Just as I put some eyeliner on, there was a knock at the door. “Oh my God… that’s them.” I took a deep breath and walked towards the door. “Hey guys.” I smiled and let them into the hotel room. I still couldn’t comprehend what was happening. Niall flashed a smile at me the second he saw me and gave me a hug. My heart was racing and I was surprised that he couldn’t feel it beating against his chest. Louis held up the movie he had chosen for us to watch tonight… Without a Paddle, and popped it in the DVD player.

“Thanks for inviting us over, Pix.” Harry smiled and sat next to her on the bed she was sitting on.

“No problem.” She giggled and moved over so some of the other guys could fit on the bed. Zayn, Liam, and Louis all joined them on the bed, leaving Niall and I to sit on the other bed. I sat down on the other bed and Niall automatically sat down next to me, his arm casually brushing against mine, sending chills all down my spine. I tried to hide it as Niall’s face turned pink before Pixie turned off the lights and started the movie.

Halfway through the movie, we were all practically in tears from laughing so hard. Niall let out a casual yawn and stretched before casually resting his left arm behind my back. I couldn’t focus on the movie after that. All I could think about was Niall’s arm behind me, and how close we were sitting. As soon as I let out a yawn, Niall looked down at me and stood up, pulling the covers from under us, and covering us up to help me get comfortable. It was official. Niall was the nicest guy I had ever met in my entire life, and I was even more in love with him than I was before. When the movie had about thirty minutes left, I was beginning to drift off, so Niall put his arm around my shoulders and pulled me into him so I could rest my head on his shoulder and fall asleep.

~*~

The next thing I knew, I was being woken up by Niall, letting me know the movie was over. “Thank you.” I smiled up at him as he rolled out from under the covers. “Sorry I fell asleep on you.” I half smiled and cuddled up under the covers.

“It was no problem, love. I almost didn’t want to wake you. You looked so peaceful in your sleep, but I didn’t want you to wake up and see me gone. Thought that would be rude.” Niall smiled and kissed my forehead. “Sleep well, Belle.” After that, Niall left and I looked around the room for the others. I assumed they had left before Niall and went right back to sleep.

~*~

When my alarm went off a few hours later, I turned to Pixie to tell her all about the incredible dream I had about One Direction the night before. “Pix?” I looked around the room and heard her in the shower. I sat up and ordered us breakfast before she came out of the bathroom fully dressed and ready to hit the road. “Breakfast is on the way up. When the man gets here can you pay him? My wallet is in my purse by the bed.” I said and quickly happed in the shower. I decided to wear the clothes I had put on the night before, so it didn’t take me very long to get ready. By the time I walked out of the bathroom with my hair and makeup done, Pixie was just paying for our breakfast.

“Thank you.” She smiled and brought our food in. “Okay, we have to leave in fifteen minutes if we want to follow the bus to the next venue.” Pixie said and she quickly dug into her breakfast. “Oh, do you know why Niall didn’t leave for another two hours after the movie was over?”

“Wait… they actually came over last night for a movie?” It wasn’t a dream? I could have sworn it was…

“Yeah…” Pixie looked at me confused. “You and Niall looked pretty cozy over there, though.” She wiggled her eyebrows as I began to eat my breakfast. I rolled my eyes.

“Come on, he was just being nice. I was getting sleepy and he helped me get comfortable.” I shrugged and tried to finish my breakfast.

“You are so in denial.” Pixie rolled her eyes. “I would be in denial if I said Harry wasn’t flirting his ass off.” Pixie turned a shade of pink and quickly pulled her shoes on.

“Well duh Harry has a thing for you.” I laughed and put my favorite cross ring on before brushing my teeth. “He’d be crazy not to.”

“And Niall would be crazy to not have a thing for you!” Pixie grabbed my shoulders and looked me straight in the eyes. “Niall. Likes. You.”

“Right.” I rolled my eyes and grabbed my luggage and car keys and we were out the door.

“What a coincidence.” I turned when I heard the familiar Irish accent from behind me. “We just happen to be leaving at the same time.” Niall smirked and greeted me with a hug. I felt my heart jump into my throat as I hugged him back. I think I can officially call myself a friend of Niall Horan’s after one day.

“Insane, right?” I laughed as Pixie found Harry and he automatically wrapped her in his arms. We all piled onto the elevator, and Niall kept his arm casually slung around my shoulder as we made our way down.

“Which of you two is driving?” Harry asked, pointing from me to Pixie.

“Belle is.” Pixie shrugged. “She won’t let me drive her car.”

“Because I finally got my dream car at the beginning of senior year! I’m not going to let anyone else drive it unless it’s an emergency.” I stated firmly and I felt Niall’s hand tighten on my shoulder and he laughed. As soon as we got to the bottom floor, Niall’s hand fell from my shoulders as the door opened to reveal about ten or fifteen girls waiting for the boys.

“Wait to follow us to the next arena.” Niall said as he walked past us. I nodded as Pixie caught up with me and we walked right out of the hotel and out to my car before putting our luggage in and settling in the front seats.

“Niall wants us to wait to follow their bus.” I said and Pixie nodded and smiled at her phone before she replied to whoever was texting her. “Harry?” Pixie nodded again and smiled wider.

“I’m so glad he likes me, Belle.” Pixie looked at me. “It’s weird… but I knew that if we were to meet, he would like me.” I smiled at her as I saw the boys make their way out of the hotel. Niall nodded at me and smiled before I cranked the car.

The whole time we were following the bus, Pixie kept looking down at her phone and giggling, and as much as I was happy for her and Harry, it was really getting on my last nerve. “Pix, you’ve been giggling at your phone every ten minutes for the past four hours. I love you, but stop.”

“Sorry.” She smiled and put her phone away. “Harry says we should be at their hotel in a few minutes.” I nodded and tried to stay focused on the road. The concert didn’t end until nearly midnight the night before, and then the guys had come over for a two hour movie, then we had to get up at nearly five in order to follow the bus so we wouldn’t be lost on the way to the next venue. Needless to say: I was exhausted.

What seemed like an hour later, they boys’ bus pulled off to their hotel, and I kept straight to our hotel, which thankfully was just two buildings away. As soon as we were checked in and in our room, I found a bed and crawled under the covers. “Harry just called and wants to know if we can go to their hotel and hang out with them since it’s their day off.” Pixie said just as I was drifting off into a deep, wonderful sleep.

“You can.” I yawned and buried my face into the pillow.

“Don’t you want to see Niall again?” She said in an oo-la-la tone.

“As much as I would love to, I’m exhausted.” I yawned and pulled the covers up to my chin. “Have fun with the boys, though. Tell Niall I’m sorry.” I smiled at her and closed my eyes.

“Whatever floats your boat.” Pixie sighed and I heard her leave the room after she shut off the lights. I was out within minutes.

Pixie’s POV

I ended up walking to the hotel the boys were staying at, which wasn’t as hard as I thought it would be. Before I took a step into the hotel, I took a moment to let this all sink in. I was going to hang out with One Direction! The boys I had dreamed about so many times, the guys I didn’t even know until yesterday! This was actually happening! I took a deep breath as I saw Harry motion for me to come on in and walked through the front door. As soon as I was in, Harry smiled and wrapped me in a hug. “Glad you could make it.” He smiled and led me to the elevator. “Where’s Belle?” Harry asked as he pushed the button for his floor.

“She’s being a party pooper and sleeping. She nearly fell asleep on the car ride here, so she definitely needs it.” I shrugged as we stepped off the elevator.

“Niall will be pretty disappointed.” Harry chuckled and showed me the way to his room (his arm never left my shoulder, and I was fangirling on the inside). “Hey guys! Pixie made it!”

“What about Belle?” I heard Niall ask.

“She’s sleeping.” I said apologetically. “She’s absolutely exhausted from last night.” Niall nodded and looked up at me.

“What hotel are you guys staying at?” He asked.

“It’s just two doors down from here.” I said. “Room 308.” Niall nodded.

“Cover for me with Paul, yeah boys?” And Niall ran out of the room. I assumed he went to the hotel to find Belle.

~*~

Belle’s POV

Whilst I was asleep, I heard someone come into the room, so I assumed it was just Pixie because she forgot something. When the person didn’t leave, but sat on the bed next to me, I figured I had been asleep longer than I had thought. I sat up to yell at Pixie for sitting on the bed next to me whilst I’m trying to sleep. “Pixie, why in the world would you- oh my God!” I screamed and pulled the covers over myself when I saw Niall sitting there staring at me wide-eyed. I guessed my scream scared him more than he scared me.

“I’m sorry, I haven’t been here long, I swear!” Niall automatically defended himself with his hands in the air.

“Niall, for God’s sakes, don’t scare me like that!” I panted and grabbed my chest and waited for my heart to slow down… I could still hear the pounding in my ears.

“I’m really, really sorry! Honestly! I didn’t mean to scare you, I was just worried. Are you feeling alright?” Niall half-smiled.

“Yeah, I was just tired.” I shrugged and laid back down. “I was kinda up all night at a concert for this band called One Direction. Not sure if you’ve ever heard of them. They’re not all that great.” I shrugged and Niall chuckled. “Then they decided to come over with a movie. I ended up falling asleep on my favorite member, but apparently it wasn’t enough sleep for me.”

“I’m your favorite?” Niall smirked at me. Crap. Did I let that slip?

“Well… I kinda… see, I think you’re… yeah.” I felt my face going red. I had imagined telling Niall I had a crush on him multiple different ways… this was never on the list.

“Well, you’re my favorite, too.” I felt the blood make a mad rush to my cheeks. “But don’t tell Zayn. He tends to get a tad jealous.”

“Your secret’s safe with me.” I swore and sat up. Niall laughed and got off of my bed, his cheeks slowly turning pink.

“I’ve gotta get back to our hotel. Gotta make sure Harry hasn’t eaten my pizza.” He stated firmly.

“Good luck.” I laughed and bit my bottom lip.

“Do you wanna come with me?” Niall offered and dug his hands in his pockets.

“I’ve really gotta get some sleep.” I said apologetically. “That way I don’t end up snapping at someone and making friendships awkward.” Niall nodded in understanding and grabbed my phone.

“Now you have my American cell phone number. Call me when you wake up, yeah?” I nodded and Niall lightly kissed my forehead before leaving the room. I felt a scream developing in my chest. Niall Horan gave me his cell phone number! This doesn’t happen to just anyone! I fell on my back and looked at my phone. Niall had really put his phone number in there. It was really there! I tucked my phone away and brought the blankets up to my chin and curled up to fall asleep.

~*~

“Isabelle Hastings, wake your ass up now!” I heard Pixie yell, waking me from the most amazing dream I’ve ever had.

“No. Five more minutes.” I mumbled.

“I said wake up!” She yelled again.

“No. Screw you.” I groaned and pulled the covers over my head.

“Harry Styles kiss me!”

“What!?” I nearly screamed and sat up. “I’m up, I’m up. Now tell me: how did it happen? How was it?”

“It just kind of… happened, and his lips were really soft.” Her face was turning pink with the memory. “It was sort of a ‘see you later’ kiss in the hallway. A quick peck on the lips, but it was still a kiss.”

“That’s incredible!” I laughed and looked at the time on my phone. “I have to call Niall!” I said and quickly looked for his number in my phone, hoping it wasn’t something I imagined due to lack of sleep.

“He gave you his phone number?” I nodded in response to Pixie’s question and smiled as soon as I found it. “And you still think he doesn’t like you?” I rolled my eyes and called him.

“Hello?” Niall’s voice came over the receiver.

“Hey, it’s Belle.” I smiled and Pixie placed her hands over her heart and made her hand flutter. I rolled my eyes.

“Hey, Belle! It’s Belle!” I smiled at the excitement in his voice. “Do you and Pixie want to come over and have dinner with Harry and I tonight? We can’t really go out… crazy fans and all…”

“We’d love to!” I smiled.

“Awesome! Harry said he can’t wait to see Pixie.”


“Harry can’t wait to see you tonight, Pix.” I told her, and she looked at me confused.

“See you around sixish?” Niall said hopefully.

“Absolutely.” I promised.

“Great! I can’t wait to see you later, Belle.” I hung up and quickly ran over to my suitcase to choose something to wear for dinner tonight.

“We’re going to Harry and Niall’s room tonight for dinner.” I announced and pulled out my favorite skinny jeans, my stripped shirt with a purple bow on it, and my new purple Supras. I finally had a reason to wear them! “I call the shower first!” I yelled and ran to the bathroom. I quickly jumped in the shower.

As soon as I was out of the shower, I got dressed and fixed my hair and makeup. It was about four-thirty when I was completely ready and Pixie got in the shower as soon as I was out. By the time we were both ready, it was nearly six, and we were ready to go.

“Wow, you look great, Belle.” Niall said as soon as we walked into the hotel. I blushed and thanked him. “I like your shoes. Supras are my favorite.” I smiled as Niall took my hand in his and led Pixie and I to the elevator. As soon as his hand made contact with mine, my knees were like Jell-O. There was no way I was going to get used to this.

~*~


We were all sitting around a small table in the hotel room, laughing and having a good time before Harry and Niall suddenly hushed us. “Why do we need to be quiet?” Pixie whispered.

“Zayn’s in trouble for trying to sneak out to a club, and we want to hear.” Harry laughed and hushed Pixie sweetly while we listened to Zayn get yelled at by Paul.

“Serves him right for not taking us.” Niall joked after Zayn was sent to his room.

“It’s not all that bad, Niall. We do have two very fit girls in our room.” Harry smiled and Pixie and pecked her lips. I almost felt jealous of her, not because Harry kissed her, but because Niall hadn’t kissed me yet.

“That is very true.” Niall intertwined our fingers and kissed the back of my hand before placing his lips on my forehead and kissing it softly. Even if it wasn’t a real kiss, it sent chills down my spine and butterflies in my stomach. When we finished eating, we all sat on the beds and watched a movie. Niall chose Grease, and I knew this was going to be an incredible night. Niall and I were lying on his bed, and Harry and Pixie were lying on Harry’s bed, and we were all singing along.

“I love this part!” Niall smiled and put his arms around me.

“Talk about it, stud.” Sandy said. I laughed and Niall pulled me closer to him, rubbing my back. Maybe Pixie was right; maybe Niall did like me. I wrapped my arms around his torso, hoping it wasn’t too much. Niall kissed the top of my head and put his index finger under my chin and lifted my head to look him dead in the eye. Niall’s eyes sparkled and he smiled and placed his forehead on mine before gently pecking my nose. So close…

“If you’re going to kiss her, then do it already!” Harry said from the other bed. I had almost completely forgotten about Harry and Pixie until that moment.

“Dude! I was getting there!” Niall groaned and threw a pillow at his mate. “Sorry he ruined the moment.” Niall sighed and pulled me closer to him. I sighed and rested my head on his chest. “Hey, he ruined that moment, not this one.” Niall chuckled and lifted my chin and brought his lips to mine, kissing be tenderly before he looked back at the movie. “Best kiss ever.” Niall whispered to me, and I felt myself go red. I tightened my arms around Niall’s torso and he buried his face in my hair.

“Boys?” We heard a voice outside the door call.

“Paul!” Harry whispered. “Yeah?” He called back.

“Just making sure that everyone’s where they need to be! Is Niall in there?”

“Yeah, I’m here mate!” We all held our breath, hoping he wouldn’t ask to come in. As soon as we heard feet shuffle down the hall, we could all breathe again. “That was close.” Niall sighed in relief.

“Should we go?” I asked and looked at the time. It was nearing eleven.

“No, no!” Harry said and pulled Pixie back on the bed with him. “You guys can stay, but when Paul comes to wake us up in the morning, you might want to hide…” I laughed and shook my head.

“Trying to sneak girls in your room, eh? Kinky boys.” I joked and pulled out my phone. “I’ll be right back. Mom’s calling.” I answered and went to the other side of the room. “Hey, mom.”

“I was worried sick! You usually call every day, and I hadn’t heard a single word from you in the past two days!” I could hear the panic rising in my mom’s voice.

“I’m sorry, mom, we got… busy.” I looked over at Niall who opened his arms and waited for me to crawl back in bed next to him. I held up a finger and he pouted. “Oh! I met the rest of the band.” I stated proudly.

“Really?! Oh, that’s awesome sweetie! What was it like?” Knowing my mom, she would want every detail.

“It was incredible, mom. Niall’s nicer than I thought he would be.” Niall turned a shade of red and Pixie walked up next to me and took the phone.

“Hi, mom!” Pixie and I had gotten so close, she called my parents mom and dad, and I did the same with hers. “Yeah, it’s great!” Pixie pushed me back to Niall. “I got this.” She mouthed. I smiled at her and crawled back in bed next to Niall. “It’s been a lot of fun, mom… yeah! But we’re about to head to bed. Long day tomorrow.” Pixie shrugged. “Of course! We’ll give you ever detail in the morning when we wake up. Love you, too!” She hung up and tossed me the phone. “That’s how you do it.” She shrugged and crawled back next to Harry.

“So do you guys want to stay?” Harry asked hopeful.

“Bells and I don’t have pajamas.” Pixie pointed out.

“No problem, you can borrow some of ours.” Harry shrugged and went over to his suitcase. “A pair of boxers and a tee shirt okay?”

“Perfect!” Pixie smiled and grabbed them from Harry’s hand and skipped into the bathroom.

“Do you want to borrow a pair of my boxers and one of my tees, Belle?” Niall asked. How could I say ‘no’ to him? I nodded as Niall dug through his suitcase and pulled out a pair of his boxers and his moustache t-shirt and handed them to me.

As soon as Pixie was out of the bathroom in Harry’s boxers and his Ramones t-shirt, I went into the bathroom and changed. I took a quick look at myself and debated on walking out, but I figured that if I didn’t, everyone would wonder if I was okay. I pulled my Batman socks up and walked out of the bathroom and quickly crawled under the covers next to Niall. Pixie and Harry were all comfy on his bed and whispering to each other and giggling. Niall turned off the lamp next to the bed and pulled me close to him to sleep.

“Goodnight, princess.” He yawned in my ear and kissed the top of my head.

“Goodnight, Niall.” I smiled and cuddled up to his bare chest. I almost didn’t want to fall asleep. What if when I woke up, this was all just a dream? Just three weeks ago I was dreaming of this moment, and now it was happening. I’m sure the exact same thing was going through Pixie’s mind as she lied there with Harry. Niall started to snore lightly and I closed my eyes and fell asleep quickly.

Notes

So, I didn't realize how long this chapter was until now. Whoa. I promise they're not all this long! D: hope you guys like it!
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