𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐎𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐆𝐮𝐲 | *Book 3 (Last) in the Nelena Series*

5: Dates and One Direction 🤩

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General

"Babe, come on!" Nick called up the stairs. Just another normal date night where Selena is always late, putting make-up on, or picking out a stunning hot dress for Nick, either way, she's always late.

"Seriously, you already look good!" Nick called again, making Selena scowl from upstairs. He watched as she walked down the stairs, her blue dress falling gracefully behind her as she walked. 

"Wow," he breathed, making Selena chuckle. "I could go back and change if you say that I already looked good before..."

"No!" Nick said, cringing stupidly. "I'd rather you in this than the grey shorts and sweater you wore before." 

Selena frowned, "So you're saying I looked bad in that?"

"What- no, that's not what I- you know what, let's go," Nick said, his face flushed red as he checked his watch.

"You're blushing," Selena said as she touched Nick's face. He quickly jerked his head away, "No, I am absolutely not, how could you suggest such a thing!"

Selena laughed at his remark and Nick shook his head, pulling Selena outside towards the black Mercedez Benz waiting outside.

"You hired a Mercedez Benz!?" Selena gasped, making Nick looked down as he smiled. "Well, this is supposed to be a special night, and I know you don't like the smell of my car."

"What- no, I love the smell of your car!" Selena defended. Nick looked at her as if she said he was dumb, "You're allergic to red velvet smells, that's why you never take my car."

Selena looked down, hoping he could just let it go, but he didn't, "Okay, yes, I didn't like the smell of your car."

"Exactly," Nick said, proudly. "Now, get in before the driver drives off."

She laughed at his little joke and stepped into the car, Nick following behind, subtle.

Niall

"Boys!" I yelled up the stairs to the rest. They were supposed to come along to this little get-together with me and Zayn. "Hurry, we'll be late!"

"Has anyone seen Harry's belt?" Liam asked as he stumbled down the stairs in his boxers making me face-palm myself.

"Just- put on some pants and THEN find Harry's belt!" I said, making Liam look down at his half-nude body. "Oh, right."

He quickly made his way back upstairs and I checked my watch again, "Guys!" I yelled, this time, Louis made his way down. I nodded seeing that Louis was fully dressed in a long-sleeved shirt and suspender. 

"What do ya' think, lad? Looking good?" Louis sneered, modeling in front of me. He then turned and I saw that the back of his shirt wasn't fully stuffed into his pants.

"Um, Lou, turn around," I said, making circles with my fingers to gesture for him to turn around.

"What- oh, my shirt- it's fine, see?" He stuffed his shirt in his pants and patted my back as he walked out. It was mine and Liam's job to make sure the boys look presentable outside of this house. 

And that meant inspections!

"Has anyone seen my belt!" Harry yelled as he walked around the house, holding up his loose pants. 

"Harry, you can borrow mine!" yelled Liam. Harry then rushed up the stairs to find Liam, probably holding up one of a million belts from his own closet.

"Okay!" Harry said, giddy, making me shake my head in disbelief. I can't believe I'm in a band with this guy.

"Come on!" I said, impatient now.