Pink *Niall Horan Fan Fiction*

Chapter 3

A/N I am so sorry for the wait, guys!  Hope you enjoy!

"Ready to go?"  Niall asks.  I nod and we stand up and walk out of the room, my dress still in my hands.  Louis follows us and leads us to his SUV that is parked in the back.  We all pile in and they drive me to my house. 

"Bye guys.  I'll text you later, Niall."  I say, getting out of the SUV and walking up the path to my huge house. 

"Morning Dad."  I say, giving him a hug and then going up to my room.  I leave El's clothes on, I mean, she has a very stylish taste. 

"Heather, the people I want you to meet are here."  Dad yells up the stairs at me.  I walk down the stairs and I look at the people sitting in the living staring expectantly at me. 

"Who're they?"  I ask, pretending that I didn't stay in the blond one's flat last night. 

"Heather, these are my star projects.  Harry, Louis, Zayn, Liam, and Niall."  I shake each of their hands. 

"Nice to meet you.  What're they doing here?" 

"Well, I've invited them over for lunch." 

"Okay."  I reply.  I got a text and I pulled my phone out to check it. 

'Surprise...' Niall sent. 

'Sorry for being rude.  Trying to keep last night hidden.'  I send back. 

'Deal.  Me too.' I smile at the phone and look up and meet Niall's eyes.I quickly divert my eyes, the smile falling from my face.  It's a good thing Dad wasn't in here. 

"Lunch is ready."  Dad calls from the dining room.  As if he made lunch – he had Carmen, our cook make it.  The boys file ahead of me into the dining room and they sit around the table, leaving the spot beside Niall the only open one. 

Mental note: Kill them later for making this more difficult than it already is.  Dad and the lads talk throughout the meal and I sit there, swirling my spaghetti around my fork rarely eating anything.  It's so awkward. 

"May I be excused?"  I ask. 

"No, Heather.  I need to tell you something.  All of you."  Dad says, before I can get up. 

"Sounds scary." 

"It probably is.  So, I know you don't know these boys, but I was wondering if you would mind going on tour with them.  They need a lady in their lives that can control them."  I scream on the inside, but groan on the outside.  Glancing around the room at all of the slack jaws, I reluctantly agree. 

"Yeah. Sure. Whatever.  Can I be excused now?"  Dad nods and I scamper off to my room.  I lie down on my bed and scream into the pillows, kicking my legs.  My life couldn't get much better right now.  After the boys leave, Dad comes up and knocks on my door. 

"Come in."  I call, putting my phone down.  I was just scrolling through the twitter world, following people, retweeting tweets, favoriting others. 

"Hey darlin'.  I noticed there was some tension at the table today.  Anything you want to talk about?"  Dad asks. 

'Oh no.  He suspects something between me and one of the boys.' 

"No nothing's wrong, Dad.  When does the tour start?"

"Next week, and you will be gone for 3 or 4 months." 

"Where will they be touring?"  I ask, kind of curious now. 

"It's mostly around the US and parts of Canada."  Dang.  I'll be going to the US.  How fun.