Chapter 5:

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Niall's perspective

I don't think I had ever seen anyone as gorgeous as Abigail. The way she pushed her hair through her fingertips, was just mesmerising. I moved straight over to her trying to start a conversation as fast as possible.
"So, Abigail... you say you go to uni in Birmingham, uh, what kind of course do you do?" Is that all I had, I sounded like a Dad, when their kids new friend comes over.
"We both do a photography course. Our dream is to become photographers for famous singers one day." Well that is a coincidence.
"That is so nice." That is so nice, that is so NICE; are you joking Niall! I couldn't deal with this anymore, I never get nervous around girls. My life revolves around me being rumoured to be dating a girl. I'm sick of it. They're always someone famous and I feel like I can't date anyone without getting them in the limelight. I felt like my heart was in my mouth. I had to bring others into the conversation, to make this less awkward than it already is.
"Hey Liam! Tell Abigail about what happened at our sound check earlier!"
"Oh Yh so basically..." he started talking to her, as I zoned out, I was so embarrassed. Why am I being like this? No girl had ever made me act nor feel like this before.

Zayn's perspective

It felt kind of weird, us being all huddled in my dressing room. Not that I don't want us to be here. It's just kind of embarrassing for me that's all. I'm so glad I cleaned before the performance. Niall seems to be really nervous and keeps looking at Abigail. Poor guy doesn't know how to be subtle. Him, Liam and Abigail were having a conversation about god knows what and Harry went to find Louis.
"Hey, are you ok?"
She had the most amazing coloured eyes that's seemed to penetrate every morsel of my being.
"Um yeh, it happens a lot don't worry"
"That's not really normal though, have u spoken to a doctor or something"
"Er yeh I have, I have medication for it, but it doesn't actually stop it from happening"
"Oh fair enough"
This got really awkward, really quickly. I didn't really know what to do or say. This hasn't happened before. For some reason I felt hot and my palms started to feel clammy. I looked round to see Harry and Louis staring at me, with smug little grins on their face. Before I could ask, Abi suggested that they leave and went to help Azia. I walked over to them
"Why are you looking at me like that"
"No reason" they said in unison.
As Azia came for a hug, my heart started to pound in my chest. Why was I so nervous. She's just some girl.
"Are you sure your ok. You can stay for longer if u want" I blurted out. What the hell, why would I say that.
"It's ok thanks, I'm feeling much better"
She came in for a hug and it was warm and tight. She was a really good hugger. I hugger her tighter, but still kept a gentle element to it.
She was thanking the others, but she was looking at me. Maybe it wasn't as awkward as I thought.

Abigail's perspective

"Alright, we should get going now Az. It is getting late and we have a long journey home. It was so lovely meeting all of you boys." We had been talking to them for about 30 minutes now. I spent some time talking to Niall but then he pulled in Liam. He was kinda shy and seemed a bit nervous, not what I expected but I think it is sweet. Zayn and Az seemed to be having a great time though, awkward but still.
"Yh we should probably get going. Thank you so much for coming and checking on me, it was so lovely." She spoke this to all of them, but was
still looking at Zayn, as though it was directed to him.
"No problem, our pleasure," Harry just keeps getting nicer and nicer, he constantly says the right things, "It was lovely meeting you two too." I had to try so hard to contain my excitement, I am still in huge shock from this entire night, what a blast; apart from the fact that Azia fainted, obviously. Suddenly my phone started bleeping, aw damn it was the taxi, I really don't want to go but we really should. This is probably the only time we were ever going to meet the boys, so I was gonna make sure it lasted.
"Oh, that is our taxi, Az we have to go now. Do you want some help walking?"
"No, course not!"
"Alright, alright big guy."
"Would you like me to take you to the exit girls?" Zayn asked kindly. The look of glee on Azia's face. I swear, this girl.
"No, I will take them, come with me. You boys need to get ready to leave soon." The management had clearly been listening to us the entire time. That was kind of controlling but I didn't really think anything of it. I picked up my belongings then helped Azia up, holding her belongings too, then we headed for the door. I turned back and started to say goodbye, then each of the boys gave us both a huge hug. Liam came first; his was like a big bear hug, Zayn's was gentle and I could tell he wanted to get to Azia, Harry's was caring, and Louis' felt like a big kid was hugging me. Niall's was different, he was so warm and tight. He hugged me around my waste and gently knelt his head in my neck - woah.

In the taxi home, Azia and I were constantly talking about the night; I wonder what the taxi driver thought of us. She said that Zayn's hug was the best for her; she described it as gentle (like I thought), but also tender and affectionate. The look on her face gene she takes about him. It was the same look when she used to talk about Matteo. I told her about my experience with Niall, I still can't get over it. There was also a slight feeling of sadness in the taxi, we both so overwhelmed of what had happened and we just wanted to go back to the moments of talking to them and hugging them. They were the most respectful, kind and passionate boys I had ever met; they lived up to every expectation I had for them and even more.

Back at Uni

We were on our way back to our flats now. Azia had finally given into the fact that she was unstable, and I was helping her walk. She was finding it difficult to get to the flat so we took a break on a bench.
"Hey," A voice said from behind us.
"AH, fucking hell!" That scared the living shit out of me.
"Oh sorry, didn't mean to scare you like that," The voice walked around to the front of the bench; it was the two cute boys, who lived opposite us. "You two are in our block and we saw you sitting on this bench, as we were walking past, you alright? Drunk night out?" The taller boy joked. That made me realise how stupid we looked sitting on some random bench in the pitch black, no wonder they were so concerned for us. He was the one that liked Azia. She was looking down, kind of embarrassed, which surprised me.
"Oh no, we went to a concert and are just having a sit down," I don't think Azia wanted to tell them the real reason we were sitting.
"Fair enough, I'm Aiden and this is Matteo." This boy had a thick Irish accent, a bit like Niall's actually, I liked it. But when he said Matteo, Azia looked away and I could tell she was trying not to sry. We stayed talking on the bench for about 5 minutes longer, then they walked us up to our apartment. We told them that we were at a One Direction concert, but we had decided in the taxi that no one was going to find out about what really happened, unless we met them again. Aiden and Matteo's apartment was quite literally opposite to us, so they invited us up to there's tomorrow night. I was really excited for this, they were such nice boys and we were finally making new friends. Azia on the other hand was less exited. I k ew she wanted to make friends, but probably not with a guy who fancied her and had the same name as her ex, who she was still I live with.

That night was so crazy. I lay in bed that night reflecting on everything that had happened that night. We met fucking One Direction and had a full proper fucking conversation with them. I was never going to get over it. OOH, I almost forgot, WE FUCKING HUGGED ALL OF THEM. I hope Azia is ok though. I don't want her getting hurt. Again. I'm sure it will be fine, she's strong.

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