Not Your Average Girl (Niall Love story)

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I stared into his undying blue eyes and did a double take, literaly, because before I knew it, my butt collided onto the ice. Crap!

"Here, let me help you," He held out his hand, I took it and he pulled me up. "I'm Niall Horan, what's your name?"

"D-Delila" I stamered out. I guess the cold was affecting me more than I thought. Just then, his stomach growled.

"Hmm, you must be cold," He said, eyeing my old sweater. "I was just about to get some tea, care to join me?"

"Yes-s," I said without even thinking. Call me cliché, but I felt strangely at ease with him, like he was an old friend.

As we walked to the shop, he talked a little, asking me how old I was, you know, the 'getting to know you' conversation. I was hoping I could afford tea, I don't know how much I have. In no time we were at one of the most expensive tea places in London. Crap, I probably couldn't afford half a cup of tea here.

"What do you want?" He asked. I looked at all the prices, and I was certain I didn't have the money for it.

"Um, I don't have enough money for any of this," I whispered, a little embarassed.

"Don't be silly! I was going to pay anyway, just pick what you want,"

"What? You don't even know me-" I started, but he cut me off.

"No ifs, ands, or buts, now choose," Seeing that he wouldn't change his mind, I picked the first thing I saw.

"Um, Yorkshire tea and a strawberry biscuit, please," Just as I said that, it was our turn to order.

"What can I do for you, cutie?" The waitress asked. Not me, Niall. I felt, jelous? Since when have I felt jelous? I wanted to wave my hand in her face and say 'hello, I'm right here' but were not dating, and I can barely call him my friend. Why am I jelous? Didn't you have to like someone to be jelous over them? I wouldn't know....... wait, do I have feelings for Niall?

"Um, we'll have two Yorkshire teas and two strawberry bisuits, please," Was Niall's answer.

"Ok, anything else?" She tried to bat her eyelashes seductively, but it looked like she had something in her eye.

"No, thank you, that will be all," Niall replyed, his voice getting a little impatient.

"Just in case," She wrote down her number on her not pad, and gave it to Niall.

He took it, and looked at it in discust. But she had already left.

"You have no idea how many of these I get a day," I started laughing, wow, I haven't done that in a while.

"Your face," I got out through my fit of giggles. Eventually he joined in.

"Yeah, being a semi-famous guy, I get that a lot,"

"Semi-famous? Try inter-national super star. Your albums has reached platinum in so many countries!"

"Ssh, I don't wanna have to run from fans right now ok? I'm tring to be a ninja, your gonna blow my cover," he stage whispered.

"Ok," I stage whispered.

The waitress was back with our orders. But I didn't see her and I turned around to get up to go to the loo, I stood up and she dumped a plate with a biscuit on it all over me, getting biscuit crumbs everywhere. I enteranly groaned. The klutzy-ness strikes again.

The waitress, just stood there. I apologised to Niall and ran to the ladie's room.

After I carfully pryed biscuit crumbs from every where I went back to where Niall was stitting, and found the waitress still there.

"Why is she still here?" I said loud and clear, to Niall.

"I don't know," he said the same way I did. The waitress left, looking quite ruffled.

"Urgh, sorry about that," said Niall. Why was he saying sorry? "Why must I be cursed with these smoking hot, drop dead good looks?" I was now laughing again. "By the way, are you ok? Those biscuit crumbs looked pretty menacing,"

"Yes they were, but I fought bravely and rid then from my shirt," I said it like those heros do in movies. We were both laughing now, and the rest of the time flew by, and we didn't hear from the waitress again.

Nialls phone started rining, the song was "I'm sexy and I know it"

"When I walk on by, girls be lookin' at me like damn he fly-" He blushed beat-red and didn't let the song go futher than that, so he quickly answered.

"What Zayn?" Niall asked, sounding kind of ticked.

"Jeez, all I wanted to know if you wanted to see scream four with me and the lads," Answered Zayn.

"Sorry, Zayn, Its just that, I'm busy," He ran his hair through his hair, I wish that was my hand, wait, what?!

"Doing what?" Asked Zayn.

"Um, I'm out with a friend," Said Niall.

"Is this friend a girl?" Asked Zayn. Wow he has lot of questuions.

"Uh, yeah," Answered Niall.

"Oooh, Lads, Nialler Has found himself a lady!" Zayn yelled.

"Noo, she is just a friend, guys come on," Said Niall.

"Come on, Niall. We all know you fancy her,"

"How?! And I don't!"

"By the tone of voice your using, we know you inside out buddie," Nialll just rolled his eyes.

"I. Don't. Fancy. Her. Drop this subject,"

"Ok, well she can come too,"

Do you want to see scream four? He mouthed to me. I shook my head.

"No, we're going to do something else,"

"Ok, see you at home Nialler," The call ended.

"Sorry about that, the are really imature at times," Niall said.

"Ok, so what are we going to do?" We were walking out of the tea shop.

"Well I was thinking going on the London Eye, its the best at night," He gestured to the sky, which was slowly darkining. Wow, we were in there for that long? We started walking down the street, talking, laughing, to someone else, we looked like a couple.

"Wow, its so high," I said. I really didn't like heights, because of the time my father dropped me off the balcony-stop. don't remember. Don't.

"Yeah, you can see like, all of London," Niall said.

"Niall, uh,-"

"You're afraid of heights?" He asked.

"How'd you know?" I asked.

"You look scared. Don't worry, its ok," He calmed me down. He was right not to make a joke about it, if he did I would have gone beserk.

"Thanks," I said. He grabbed my hand and we walked into a conpartment.

"Oh, My, Gosh," I said, I was starting to feak out.

"Look, isn't it pretty," he took my mind off the height and I looked out and the sight was beautiful, like my lookout. The compartment started to move up and i just looked out, it was breathtaking.

"Wow," I said.

When we got down I let go of his hand and I relised that I had been holding it rather tight. My hand felt lonley.

"Er, I got to run, I'll meet you here in two days, sorry to leave like this" said Niall.

"That's ok, see you,"

"Bye,"

I truged to the building and felt so happy, was it because I had finally found a friend?