Unexpected Love (Niall Horan Fanfiction/Love Story) ON HOLD

Chapter 23

Miranda's Pov

"We're going to the studio today." Here comes the rejection. "And Louis is bringing Nicki." Oh. Thanks Niall. First you tell me your leaving me, then let me know I'm going to be all alone.

"And I'm bringing you." I raise my eyebrow in shock.

"And you're bringing me?" I grin happily. He smiles and hugs me. 

"Of course. Why do you seem so surprised?" He laughs. I nervously chuckle.

"Uh, no reason. When are we leaving?"

"About twelve. Gives you an hour or so to go and get ready." He smiles. Bringing me in closer to his chest he says, "And we'll only be there for an hour or two, so I thought maybe afterwards we could do something."

"Yeah! That's sounds good." I say, giving him a quick peck and heading upstairs to get ready.

I hop into the shower, then once I get out I put on a pair of jeans, a plain white shirt, then a cardigan. I then just put my hair up in a messy bun. As for make-up, I put on a but if eyeliner and mascara, as well as some lip gloss. All of this only took about maybe twenty minutes. I walked downstairs to see Niall on the couch eating.

"Hey I'm ready whenever."

"Wow that was fast!"

"Well yeah, I never take that long."

"Yes you do."

"What?! No I don't! Name one time in which I took an extremely long time to get ready, then causing us to be late somewhere."

Niall thinks for a moment. "Uh well let's see. A lot of the times we went to see Liam in the hospital, you used all the hot water. Also some of our dates, oh and don't forget-" I cut him off.

"Yep Niall, we get it. I'm slow."

I chuckle a bit. "And I am so, deeply sorry." I smirk. Just then the everyone else comes downstairs.

"Everyone ready to go?" Zayn asks. We all nod and head out to the car.

Louis hopped driver seat, Nicki shotgun, Niall, Harry, and I in the back. I was in the middle of them, then Zayn and Liam in the back.

We all sang along to the radio, I ended up smacking Harry on the arm a few times as he continuously poked me. I don't what is with that boy. 

"Harry stop!" I laughed.

"Stop what?" Harry asked as he poked me.

"What the heck are you doing? Stop poking me!"

"Only if you say that I'm the best in the band, and your favorite person on Earth."

"No can do."

"Why not?"

"Because, Niall is my favorite person in the world and I'm the best in the band." I could see Niall, who had been awfully quiet smile as I said that. I wonder why he's being so quiet...

"You aren't even in the band!"

"Beg to differ."  Harry chuckled a bit but continued to poke me for another five minutes until it really got on my nerves.

"Okay Harry, stop. Seriously!" I whined that last part.

"I'm good." He laughed.

"HARRY STOP POKING ME RIGHT NOW OR I'M GOING TO RIP YOUR FINGER OFF AND SHOVE IT UP YOUR ARSE!" Harry immediately stopped poking me, and everyone stared at me, except Nicki. She knows I can snap like that.