I woke up the next morning in Niall’s arms, he felt me shift around in his grasp and held me closer.
“Good morning, beautiful” he whispered in my ear.
“Good morning,” I smiled up at him. In that moment, I was happy. I felt that Niall and I had grown closer after last night’s conversations. I could tell he was making a serious effort to get to know me and I appreciated it.
“I’m having some friends over tonight for a get together, would you like to accompany me?” he shot me his signature smirk.
“I would love too,” I smiled. “But I want to go home first to change and such, okay?”
“Alright,” he leaned in and kissed my forehead. I could tell Niall was thrilled by my answer by the way he continued to look at me. I climbed out of bed and slipped my clothing on as I walked around to Niall’s side of the bed.
“See you tonight,” I whispered in his ear and left him with a kiss on his cheek.
When I got home it was almost three o’clock, so I stripped of my clothing and hopped in the shower. While in the shower I was thinking about the previous nights events, I was happy that we got to know each other but there was still a part of me that felt that things were off with Niall. I pushed the thought out of my mind as I stepped out of the shower and dried off. I wrapped my hair in a towel and headed to my bedroom to pick out my outfit.
I soon realized that Niall never told my whether this was like a formal get together or if it was just casual. I tried to call him several times but he wasn’t answering his phone so I decided I would rather be a little overdressed than under dressed. I looked through my many dresses until I found the perfect one; it was just a plain black dressed that hugged my body perfectly. I have been blessed with a fast metabolism, so I never really have to workout to maintain my shape. I pulled my dress on, it had a high neckline and fell to mid thigh, it was truly my perfect little black dress. Next, I had to search for the perfect shoes and I couldn’t decide between my red high heels or my teal oxfords. Ultimately, I decided to go with the teal oxfords because I’m 5”7’ so I don’t need the extra height, not to mention that I am not at all coordinated in heels.
I left my bedroom and headed back to the bathroom to do my hair and makeup. I did my makeup first because my hair was already out of my face; I’ve never been one to wear too much makeup. I believe that makeup is only used to enhance someone’s beauty, therefore I don’t want it to look like I’m hiding behind it. When I finished my make up I moved onto my hair, I took my hair out of the towel and my wet brunette locks fell just past my shoulders. I took the blow dryer and dried my hair, then I decided to go with soft waves so I curled my hair.
When I finished in the bathroom I went back into my bedroom to look in my full-length mirror. When I saw myself I was, to be quite honest, shocked at how good I looked. I’ve never been one to get all dolled up for special occasions, but I really wanted to impress Niall’s friends tonight. I looked at the clock and realized it was almost six thirty, I decided to grab a pair of extra clothes just incase I was over dressed or I slept the night at Niall’s. I took my clothes, shoes and purse and headed over to Niall’s.
When I arrived there were three big black cars in his driveway and that’s when my anxiety started to creep up on me. I hated my anxiety; it made me feel like I just wanted to throw my car in reverse and leave. But I decided to push through it and go see his friends. When I walked into the house I could hear a couple deep voices talking, accompanied by a few higher voices, in the kitchen. I walked down to the kitchen, internally freaking out because I recognized those voices.
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What I Thought Was Love
FanfictionThis is a story about a young women who, in her teenage years, idolized the boy band One Direction. When she moved from the United States to Ireland, she never expected to meet Niall Horan. Niall was a member of One Direction and when they met outsi...