Chapter 3:
*The Next Day*
"Andie, can you believe this?" I screech through my cell phone, holding it between my shoulder and ear, and digging through my closet.
"Sorry, but I have to go. Time to pack!" Andrea squeals excitedly and hangs up.BzBzz. I unlock my iPhone and read the text I just received.
Nialler<3: Hey babe, I'll pick you up at the airport tomorrow with the boys see you tomorrow
I'm so nervous. I've never met the boys before, Niall and I have been going out for a year but I don't feel ready to meet them yet. I throw a t-shirt into my full suitcases and zip it up. I check my watch and realize it's gotten really late and since my plane takes off at 9:30 in the morning I have to get up at 4:30am, that's so early. I grab my favorite clean towel and head into the bathroom. I slip my clothes off and turn the shower on, immediately warm water splurges out of the shower head and onto the shower floor. I test the water temperature with my hand. After the water begins to warm up I step inside and close the glass door behind me. I stand under the water thinking how far Niall and I's relationship has come.
~~Flashback~~
"Excuse me," I smile at the blond, red-faced boy in front of me.
"Oh I'm sorry love," his Irish accent yells over the loud music and moves out the way still smiling at me. I move around him and end up tripping over a beer bottle on the floor and feel myself falling forward. I clench my teeth and squint my eyes, bracing myself for the pain. Suddenly I feel strong warm arms wrap around my waist. I open my eyes and look up, it's the boy with the Irish accent. we stay in that position looking at each other for a long time. I shake myself out of the trance his perfect blue eyes put on me. I quickly stand up and realize his hands are still on my waist.
"Ummm," I uncomfortably smile. He looks at his hands and quickly pulls them off as if I were on fire.
"I'm going to go now," I point at the club door, barely seen over the hundreds of heads. Suddenly I became aware of the buff man with a earpiece in his ear dressed completely in black standing behind the boy.
"Wait," he grabs my shoulder and looks at me with those eyes again.
"Yes?" I look back at him. His eyes are too perfect, I don't think they're real. It's impossible.
"Would you like to go grab a bite?" he makes this puppy dog face you can't really notice, but I did.
"Tomorrow night?" I ask and start writing on a old post-it I found in my purse:
001 854 4070 - Camilla
I scribble in bubbly handwriting and hand it to him. He just looks at me blankly.
"um, your number?" I try to help him figure it out.
"Oh, right. Ha ha," he scratches his head, smiling, and blushes a bit. He neatly writes out his name and number and without looking at it, I tuck it in to my purse and smile before turning to walk out of the club.
~~Flashback over~~
I still have this feeling we've moved to fast. I grab a shampoo bottle and aimlessly pour the shampoo into my cupped hand. I mean, we've moved in together only last month. For god's sake we have a cat together! Niall likes to move fast and be romantic or be in a serious relationship. I like to go slow and have a good time, nothing too serious. I pause while scrubbing my hair. What am I saying? I'm happy with Niall and I can't be happier. I shouldn't be having second thoughts. I happily rinse myself off regretting almost every thought I've thought in the past 20 minutes. Once I'm done showering, I turn the shower off and wrap a towel around my body and hair. Once I'ved dried off I throw on one of Niall's large old t-shirts and slip underneath the covers. Tonight I switch pillows just to have Niall's smell right next to me. His scent calms me and makes me all tingly, cuddling the pillow with a smile I close my eyes and slowly drift off.
I'm sorry it's so short ! Comment and vote if you like it .x
