Niall was on his third slice of pizza and acting like nothing happened. If he could forget then so could I.

“Okay we have to leave for the Z100 meeting in thirty minutes. Do you guys need me to get you anything until then?” They looked at eachother for a minute and Harry spoke up, “Could you make a starbucks run for us?”

“Sure thing! I think theres one right down the street.” I started grabing my things and headed for the door, “I’ll be right back.” I was eager to be alone for a little while.

“Hey wait up!” some one yelled from behind me as I was stepping into the elevator. I backed up and saw it was Niall. He jumped into the elevator as the doors were closing.

“You need to know what we like, don’t you?” He asked smiling at me.

“No I was already told what you like. I got myself a list.” I told him while looking through my phone for the list. I showed it too him and he nodded with approval.

“Well I’ll go with you anyway don’t want you to get mugged.” he nudged me playfully.

“Niall i’ve been here a thousand times to visit family, I can handle myself if you want to go hangout with the others, really its okay. I'll be fine. Scouts honor” I held my hand up like they do. Niall laughed but still walked through the doors with me when the elevator go tot he floor.

“No maybe i’ll go I dont trust you with my drink.” he smiled down at me and opened the door for me to walk out. I shrugged my shoulders and started walking through the streets to the nearest starbucks. I heard Nialls feet shuffle behind me and then felt my arm being yanked backwards.
"Da Fu?"

“Don’t you ever watch were you walk!” he puled me by the elbow and rushed me over to the side walk.

“Why?” I pulled my arm from his and just stared at him.

“Because you almost got hit by a car!” He was kind of yelling now.

“Niall I know I saw it, don’t worry if I hadn’t seen it I WOULD have gotten hit. Don’t worry I’m a big girl, like I said I can handle myself!” I rolled my eyes and walked into the store.

I ordered the drinks and when the lady asked for a name I said ” Hannah Montanna.” She looked at me like I had six heads but wrote it down. I heard Niall laugh from behind me.

“Hannah Montanna? Hmm I didn’t recognize you without the wig?” he took a piece of my hair and waved it in my face.

“I always give a fake name its more fun.” I shrugged at walked over to wait for the drinks. As we wait I realized a bunch of girls in the corner staring at us and pointing. I look at myself to see if something was wrong with what i was wearing. Everything looked good then I looked up and saw Niall.I laughed and shook my head. Niall looked at me confussed.

“What?” he asked.

“It’s just that I forgot who you were for a second.” I said as I pointed at the group of girls who practicaly jumped when they saw Niall look at them at wave.

“Yeah me too sometimes.” he said as the drinks came up and he reached for them.

“Umm what do you think you are doing? I asked him.

“Getting the drinks miss Hannah Monatnna?” he answered with sass.

“Yeah okay well thats my job so…” I said as I grabbed the drink out of his hands and headed for the door.

He let out a chuckle and opened the door for me since my hand were full. I headed to cross the street when I felt an arm lock with mine and escort me across the street. I looked at Niall at decided to let him continue cause if a tried to take my arm out I would for sure drop the drinks.

“Thanks?” I said in a non truthful tone. We got to the elevator and his arm was still locked with mine.

“Niall?” I said.

“Yeah?” he questioned.

“I think I can make it to the room without getting hit by a car so…” I said and he looked confused so I looked down at our arms and he hurried up and took he away. His cheeks burned a bright scarlet.

“Sorry.” he said as the doors opened and he rushed out.

We got into the room and gave the boys their drinks. We went to the interview and they got asked the usual boyband questions ” ‘What do you like in a girl?’ ,’What do you like to do on a date?, ‘Do you have a girlfriend or not?’” It was very boring so I called Kayla who doesn’t seem to have anything better to do other then spaned all day on tumblr. We talked about all that had happed that day. The interview took about twenty minutes and then the took photos and signed autographs for fans. We went back to the hotel and ate dinner wich concisted of McDonalds. The day was over so we all went our room to chill. I decided to take a shower wuch looked like a space ship. “Okay now how do I work you?” I asked myself knowing I didn’t know the answer. I finally got it to work after abou ten minutes of pushing random things. It was the best shower ever steam and everything.

I got done and walked to my room were I saw Zayn just laying on my bed. It scared me so I jumped and almost dropped my towel thank god I clenched hard onto it. He looked up smiled and then looked bcak a the screen.

“ZAYN WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?” I asked walking over to the dresser so I could grab some clothes and dashed behind the room divider to do a quick change.

“I just wanted to talk to you. You take really long showers.” Zayn responded while typing something.

“Okay and you couldn’t wait till I wasn’t naked?” I asked almost regreting it.

“I was gonna but then I saw your laptop and gpt destracted. You’ve got a really great taste in music.” I thought about it for a moment about what he songs he could be looking at and then rememberd I had alot of One Direction stuff on there. ..great.

“Err thanks?” I got done getting dressed. I had thrown on my Polar Bear Plunge t-shirt and my favorite American Eagle flannel pajamas, they were so soft. I walked out from behind the devider and went to go sit next to him on the bed to see what he was doing. He was on twitter now. I guess thats innocent so I’ll let him continue.

“So what did you want to talk about?” I asked running a brush throught my wet hair. Uhh this el take a while its too thick.

“Umm I don’t know I was bored and the boys are either talking to their birds or sleeping.” he said hitting play on my favorite song Caress Me Down by Sublime. “I wouldn’t expect you to listen to this…It’s good.” I rolled my eyes at him.

“What?” he sounded hurt.

“You don’t know me.” I said ripping the brush through my hair. It was useless it was goign to go back to a tangled mess in a matter of minutes.

“Well lets change that eyy? Lets play twenty questions. I’ll go first.” He looked at me for approval and I just nodded and I walk over to put my brich on th edresser an spraying my favorite purfume.

“Umm whats your favorite color?” he asked as he typed a tweet.

“Red and purple colors well really any color that warm.” I sat back on th ebad and he nodded while thinking about another thing to ask.

“How old are you?” he asked while changing the song to Grenade by Bruno mars which was another favorite of mine he must have been on my favorite track.

“Ugh eighteen. But I dont want yo guys to treat m elike I'm a child because I'm slightly younger than you. I've been through stuff and am probably more experienced with life and stuff than you guys so ...” I responded passionately because that how I felt and I wasn’t ashamed to show that I was indepenedent.

“Okay…” he said putiing his hands up in defense. “… do you really have a boyfriend?” he slready knew the answer to this but he wanted me to tell him the truth.

“Umm no but it’s only cause you guys were coming on really strong and I needed you guys to stop. I mean you called dibs. I ‘m gonna take this job seriously.” I was looking through my phone so that he wouldn’t look me in the eyes and see hat I was still mad at that.

“I’m sorry about that I usualy don’t do dibs but i’m not use to having a pretty girl with us at all times. I understand why you would do it. Just tell us the truth next time.” He pocked my nose and said “I forgive you.”

“I’m not apologizing.” I said shaking my head at him. He rolled his eyes and went back to twitter. I can tell he’s addicted to it.

“Okay… stubborn too I see.”

“Next question?” I asked rolling my eyes at him.

“Okay what type of guys do you date?” he was looking me dead in the eyes now but I refussed to make eye contact.

“Umm well I don’t really have a ‘type’ he just has to be what I like I guess.” I looked up and saw he had a blank expression like he was trying to read me… good luck.

“Okay then what do you like in a guy?” he was till looking into my eyes and I was looking back into his.It6 was uncomfortable. It was curiosity mostly. Me trying to figure out why he cares. What was he trying to figure out.

“Umm…” I looked down at my nails which I had to do soon. “… I guess he has to be taller than me, uh around the same age. oh and he has to make me laugh, If I don’t laugh around you then were hardly even friends…” I was getting easier to talk to Zayn. When he wasnt interogating me or trying to jump down my pants. ”… he has to tell me the truth and just be nice.” I looked up and saw him looking at my hair and reaching for a strand. He started playing with it as he went on and asked me another question.

“How many guys have you been with?” This one brought back bad memories that I didn’t want to remember. I took a deep breath.

“One.” I said hoping he would leave it at that.

“With who?” Ofcourse he would want to know more hes so nosey.

“Pass.” I said very stern while playing with my class ring.

“There are no passes!” He said sounding shock at my response.

“To that question there is now next one.” I said slaping his leg, trying to lighten the moment.

“Okay um what perfume do you like?” he asked while trying to tye myhair in a bow but it kept just falling out.

“Oh Miss Dior, it so lovely.” It was my favorite and I always wore it.

“Is thats what you're wearing now?” he asked as he krept close to my neck and inhaled deeply. “Smells really good. It suits you.” I could feel his warm breath on my neck and it made me nervous.

“Umm thanks…” I could hear my nervs through my voice and so could he. He pulled away and half smiled at me leaning more on the left side.

“Umm I’m kind of tired so…” I really was tired and I needed to get him off my bed and fast. I don’t know what i'll do if he does something like that again. He was already shirtless and just wearing pajama pants. I was tempted to touch his hard chest.

“But ive still got more questions.” he said sounding let down. Like a little child being told to go to bed.

“Okay well we can continue in the morning anyway we have to wake up early for GMA. So you should get some rest.” He nodded at my reason and got off the bed.

“Sweet dreams.” He said while walking out the door and shutting it.I couldn’ help but stare at his ass… it was nice.

I had spent only a day with them and I’m decinding that I am just going to be myself because it was easy with them, they were normal guys. And that was maybe a reason for me to not act like a 'normal' girl around them.

Notes

What do you guys think? Really it gets racier but things need to develop and dont worry it picks up more after this chapter.