Rachel’s P.O.V.

As we step outside, I can see the night sky, The lights of vegas are breath taking. I don’t think that I have seen anything this beautiful, the roof is lit up with clear christmas lights. I feel like I am in a movie, nothing has ever felt this perfect to me. My focus shifts as Niall grabs my hand and leads me to a small candle lit table, he pulls out my chair and I sit. It has been silent between us for a long time, but it feels like we don’t really need words to communicate.
I can’t help but smile as my eyes shift from Niall to the bright burning lights, I can here music in my mind. If this moment were a movie the song higher by the ready set would be playing, partially because this feels so unreal to me. The song describes everything I am feeling in this moment. I can’t help but smile because I look around I hear it playing in my head. I am sure I look ridiculous, I can’t help it though the music it never leaves my head, it is probably the one thing that keep me sane.

Suddenly this man comes threw of the doors, he has a bottle of red wine, and a basket full of rolls and he places them on our table. “Dinner will be served shortly.” He states while he looks at Niall, then he proceeds to leave. We sit in awkward silence, then I decide to grab a bun out of the basket. I melt the butter over the hut bun and continue to shovel it into my mouth. I have never been graceful, and honestly I am horrified at the thought of Niall watching me eat; but of course I am who I am and I have never let anything stop me from eating. The more I think about it, the less I feel like eating. Who am I kidding this tastes delicious.

I remove myself from my thoughts to see Niall looking at me, he has a smile on his face, nervously I blush and giggle. I decide to speak, which could possible only make me look more foolish, but I embrace it. “I can’t believe you did all of this.” I say as my eyes shift around. “Do you like it?” He questions me nervously. “Like it? I love it, everything is so beautiful.” I flash a toothy smile at him, no doubt I look dorky.

“So, not bad for a first date?” He grins at me, instantly I feel awkward but I play it off. “All of this is absolutely amazing, no one has or would ever do anything like this for me.” I smile at him. Before he can speak we are interrupted. "For the lady?” He looks over at me as he questions Niall “Yes that is for her.” He looks at me and laughs. I look at my plate and there is a large juicy stake with mashed potatoes sitting right beside it. It smelled so good. “Am I dreaming?” I ask cautiously only half kidding. He laughs at me in amusement. His plate is set out infront of him, chicken fried stake and mashed potatoes. We look at each other and start eating.

While we eat Niall decides to revisit our conversation. “You are wrong you know.” He raises his eyebrow at me. I swallow down the gulp of food that was in my throat. “What do you mean?” I am honestly confused. “You said no one would ever do anything like this for you.” “You don’t see how amazing you are.” I really don’t know what to say, everything inside me screams to push him away. Don’t let him in, the voices in my head tell me. If there is one thing in life I am good at, it’s shutting people out and running them out of my life. I am good at being alone life is easy that way.

As much as I want to push this boy away I can’t. I want to protect him but something deep down won’t let me force him out of my life. It should be easy for me, I have done it repeatedly. I push away anyone good and I hold on to those who hurt me. I can see the good in him but I can’t bring myself to shut him completely out. “Can I tell you something?” I ask him hesitantly. “Of course.” “What makes you so sure that I am worth anything.” My voice cracks as I speak. Great I know all of this is going to lead to water works once again. Why must I be an emotional mess all the time?

His eyes embrace mine, it feels as though he has wrapped his arms around me even as we sit distant from each other. “I know more about you than you think.” He responds quietly. I look at him confused. “After we met I couldn’t get you out of my mind, so I decided to do a little research.” “Research?” I questioned surprisingly. “Well I looked all over social media until I found you.” “ I found your Facebook page, and I stayed up all night reading all of your feed.” “I learned a lot, you are a very interesting person.” He smiles sneakily at me. “What kind of things do you think you learned about me?” I smirk at him. “Well I know you silly and random, you have a thing for lady bugs and clovers.” “I also know you are artistic, and you make jewelry.” “You have a periods where you are obsessed with one particular artist, then you are obsessed with another; and you listen to extremely opposite genres of music, oh and you love stake." He smiles, and I laugh “All of this is true.” My cheeks are a bit red. “I also know you have lost some family members that were very important to you, and you have lost some friends who have let you down.”

He looks at me, I can tell he regrets saying the last bit. I just look at him. “So what? None of that makes me special.” I protest. “You are so stubborn.” He says with a hint of annoyance in his voice. I stick my tongue out at him. He laughs at me and we continue to eat.

After we finish our food, he takes my hand and the song what makes you different by the backstreet boys starts to play in the background. I smile largely and start to sing along. If I hear a song I like I sing, no matter what is going on or who is around. Tears start to fall, this song always makes me emotional, then again what doesn’t these days.

Niall pulls me in close and begins to sway us back and forth. I place my hand on his shoulder and my head on his chest. We dance for what seems like hours, as an arrangement of some of
my favorite slow jams play in the background.

Louis P.O.V.

It has been over an hour and I can’t sleep, this situation is seriously not good. I can’t stop thinking about what the two of them are doing together. My blood boils at the thought of it, I try to control it but I can’t. I have no control, over my mental state at the moment. I can’t pull myself together, I feel as if I am fighting with myself. I know that Niall wants to make her his, but he hasn’t yet. If I tell Rachel that I am interested in her, maybe she will be willing to date me. What am I thinking, I can’t do that to Niall. I am so conflicted, She is so sweet and shy, but when I saw the confidence in her, it changed everything I felt about her. I see a scared puppy dog in her eyes, but when I look deeper I see a tigress trying to escape. I want to comfort her when she is feeling down, but I also wanna be the one she opens up to. I wanna be the one she tells all of her secrets to. I don’t know how to gain control of my thoughts once again, I know feeling this way is wrong; but I cant stop it.

Niall’s P.O.V.

“You look tired?” I take note as I look down at a sleepy eyed girl. “Only a little.” She smiles at me while producing a small yawn, her checks turn slightly red. “Let’s go back to the room.” I grab her hand and she stumbles behind me, her eyes are heavy. I decide that I am going to carry her back to the room. As I lift her feet off the ground her eyes widen. “What are you doing?” She seems to be wide awake now. “Well you were falling asleep so I thought I would carry you back.” I shrug my shoulders. “Are you crazy! do you want to hurt yourself?” She sounds outraged at me. “You’re ridiculous.” I snap at her, then I throw her over my shoulder. She protests the entire way.

As we get closer I open the door, then I try to sneak quietly across the hall so I won’t wake anyone. We get into my room and I toss her onto the bed and lock the door behind us. She stands and walks toward me, and we are alone behind my door.

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