I walked outside into the oh so consuming rain. I had hoped that the rain would have stopped falling by the time I had gotten off but I had no such luck. The rain fell over my body, completely drenching me from head to toe. Luckily rain wasn't something I couldn't handle. Living here prepared me to face rain for the rest of my life.
I walked into the parking lot walking over to my car unlocking the doors.I pulled the door open quickly getting inside happy to be in a dry area. I started the car and drove off back home. With him still floating through my mind. He had given me his card, and then disappeared. Was he expecting me to call him? The signals this man is sending me is only sending me into a tizzy. And it's causing a major migraine on my part.
I walk into the house seeing Liam roaming about. Wow he's actually moving for the time being. What a pleasant surprise. As soon as he hears me he runs over wrapping his arms around my neck. "Niall I have amazing news!"
I laugh slightly prying his arms from around me. "Well don't just stand there tell me what the news is" We both take a seat on the couch and he smiles at me.
"Well you went in for the interview with me of course. Well I went to the campus to get some more of the paper finished and they want to actually put our article in the paper. Niall isn't that amazing!" Happiness is soaring through Liam right now and it was refreshing to see him so alive and filled with such much bliss.
"That is great news Li" He bites down on his bottom lip and I know that there is more to this. Something he hasn't told me yet.
"The thing is, we need to get a picture...Oh him" Oh no. Anything but that. I don't want to put myself through the embarrassment of seeing him again. I shake my head and Liam pokes out his bottom lip. "But Niall he knows you! If you ask him he has to say yes"
"No he doesn't. He can easily say no Liam, he is a busy man and I don't think he will want to participate in a photo shoot for the newspaper. He barely wanted to do the interview you forced him into doing" Liam huffs out in frustration and I know that somehow he is going to convince me to agree to this. Not that I want to. I was to distance myself from this...mysterious man that just so happens to make my heart and mind race a mile a minute.
"Think about how much this would benefit our school Niall..." I reach into my pocket and hand Liam the card that Harry had given me earlier that day. If he wanted this photo shoot he would have to call and ask for it. He looked down at the card in shock. "Did he give you this?"
"No I stole it off of his desk. Yes of course he gave it to me Liam"
"When! Why did I not know about this sooner" He shouts placing the card down on the coffee table. Liam feeds off of information like this. I'm not so sure I want to be the one feeding into his addiction.
"He was at the hardware shop today...I had to help him with a few things and before he left he gave me his card. Don't make a big deal out of it please" I practically whine. But it's to late, Liam has already started firing out his thoughts on the situation.
"Niall he likes you! And do not sit here and tell me he doesn't! It's not everyday a billionaire just gives you his card with his phone number on it! He wants you to call him" Maybe he had a point. Harry probably has plenty of men (and women) falling at his feet and he gave me his card of all people. Could that count for something. My heart accelerates at the thought. Liam was never wrong about these sort of things. "Niall!"
"Huh" I must have spaced out letting my own thoughts take over yet again.
"I told you to call him. It won't seem right if I do it. It will appear that you are just giving his number to people. He trusts you enough to give you the number so be sure not to abuse it" Abuse it? I wasn't sure I was even going to use it let alone abuse it.
"Fine, but not tonight. I will give him a call tomorrow morning and see what he says. If he says no..."
"I doubt that he will say no to you" Liam sends me a sly smile and I shake my head hiding my blushing face in my hands. I oush myself off the couch and walk into the kitchen grabbing myself a bottle of water. I'm going to call him tomorrow.
~*~
I laid in my bed staring up at the peeling white paint on the ceiling. I should be sleeping right now. Not staring into a pit of nothing. I moved my hands running them over my face. What is going on with me. My stomach has been in knots for the past two days and no matter how hard I try the feeling just won't go away. And to make matters worse I don't know why I feel like this.
I turn onto my side seeing his card placed on my nightstand. I turn my attention to my clock seeing that it's nearing midnight. Don't you dare call him Niall. I want to though. I don't know why I want to, but I can't stop myself from reaching for my phone. Niall it's late at night stop!
"Hello? His voice runs through my ears and my breathing stops. What am I doing? I can't hang up now, it's to late for that.
"Uhm...Hi Mr. Styles" I whisper into the phone picking at the stray strands of strings of my comforter.
"Ah Mr. Horan I was wondering when you were going to call. I must say though I wasn't expecting it to be this late at night. Everything is alright correct?" He doesn't sound like a 23 year old man. His tone, the way he speaks, he could pass for much older.
"Yes, I'm fine. I just...well I have no reason for calling you. I was actually going to give you a call tomorrow about something" My voice is getting lower and lower. The feeling in my stomach starting to grow. I feel as if I may puke.
"Well you've got me on the phone now...What is it Niall?" He said my name. I never thought something so simple could have such a large effect on me. I feel like a middle school girl.
"Liam has his heart set on getting a picture of you for this paper... But all the ones online are just..."
"Would you like to get more of an... Original picture for your paper?" I nod biting down on the tip of my finger. Forgetting that he can't actually see me.
"Y.. Yes Liam would love that.."
"What about you... What would you love Mr. Horan" So many things run through my head but I keep each meticulous detail in my mind.
"I... I would like to see you again"
"I didn't ask what you would like Mr. Horan" His voice is sharp and it sends a spark through me.
"I would love to see you again Harry" I correct myself biting down harder on my finger.
"I am saying at the Hilton until Sunday afternoon. Can you have everything together by then?"
"Yes I'm sure that we can. We can have Zayn take the pictures... And Liam and I can process them. I'm sure that Zayn can get them done in time.. At least I hope so.." I start to plan all of this out loud until Harry's voice stops me.
"Give me a call so I know when to be ready Mr. Horan"
"Will do Mr. Styles"
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