Chapter 18

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I woke up to two girls jumping on my bed, squealing.

"How was it?"

"Where did you go?"

"Was it amazing?"

"Did you kiss?"

"Did he treat you good?"

"Did you go out to eat?"

"Did-" I cut off El and Perrie.

"Girls! I'll tell you everything if you shut up," I groan.

"Sorry, this is Niall we're talking about! One of Louis' best friends!"

"So?"

"So, it means a lot! Now talk," they both demand.

"The ride there was quiet, we didn't talk that much because I couldn't think of anything to talk about. He took me to the board walk fair. We did the normal stuff. Rode rides, ate, played games. Of course he won something for me-" I get cut off.

"Aww!" They both say in union.

"Let me talk!"

"Alright," El says, throwing her hands up.

"Well, we pretty much just talked about random things, went in a few shops. That's about it, I think. Oh and he said goodnight before I went to bed," I finish in one breath.

"It was so amazing. He's just amazing in general."

"So, are you guys going to go out again?" Perrie asks.

"Oh yeah, he asked if we could do it again and I said that I would like that," I smile.

"We could go on triple dates!" El says excitedly.

"I'm glad Niall found someone who likes him for who he is," Perrie sighs.

"Of course I like him for who he is," I smile.

"Could you please go out so I can change?" I ask raising my eyebrows.

They roll their eyes but they leave anyway. I walk into the bathroom and brush my hair, it falling down my back in it's natural waves. I choose out a one shoulder got pink shirt with some skinny jeans and converse. I make my bed quickly and go down the steps. Someone was making food. I walk into the kitchen where everyone was.

"Is someone making cookies?" I ask, raising my eyebrows.

"Yeah but we're missing eggs," Niall frowns.

"You guys are making cookies at ten in the morning?"

"Yep," Zayn says, popping the p.

"How about you two go to the store to get the eggs?" Harry suggests, pointing to Niall and I.

"Yeah sure," I laugh.

"Leggo!" Niall cheers, dragging me out of the room.

We get into the car with the LWWY blasting through the speakers. We park in the parking lot that was full of cars and get out.

"Have you ever wanted to get kicked out of a store?" I ask, smirking at Niall.

"Oh no," he mutters.

I smile evilly at him and walk inside. I go to the front desk, where you ask questions.

"Could you show me the dressing rooms?" I ask, in my poshest accent.

Niall gave me a weird look but just shrugged his shoulders.

"Of course," the guy smiles.

He leads us to the back where they are. He points to one of them.

"Uh, sir, that's not a dressing room," I fake frown.

"What are you talking about?"

"This is not the dressing room. A dressing room doesn't look like this," I protest.

"Yes it is lady."

"No, it's not."

"I'll show you," he sighs, opening one of the doors.

"That is not a dressing room! A dressing room is full of clothes."

"I'm leaving," he states, rolling his eyes.

He struts away. I look over at Niall who was trying not to laugh.

"Follow me," I whisper.

I walk over to the employes office, where a lot of people were.

"Code red! Code red! The world is ending! The world is ending!" I scream, running around the room.

"Calm down Miss," one of them said.

"No! There is no more Mac and cheese! I'm going to die," I sob, falling to the floor, fake crying.

"Miss, the Mac and cheese is over there," she points to the isle right by us.

"Oh when I said Mac and Cheese I meant Cereal! Yeah I meant cereal."

"Miss, you're going to have to leave," a lady said, taking me by the arm.

Niall was in fits of laughter behind me. The lady shoves me out, sighing.

"That (laughs) was (laughs) so funny!" Niall laughs.

"Why thank you," I bow.

"C'mon," he chuckles, pushing me in the car.

We sing horribly the whole way back, not thinking anything of it. We hop out of the car and go into the kitchen.

"Where are the eggs?" Liam asks.

"Uh, we sorta got kicked out," I mutter.

"Seriously?" Liam groans.

"Yep, you don't want to know," I mutter.

"You are telling me," El says, dragging me upstairs.

I told her everything. She was laughing on the floor, rolling around. Oh El.

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