Pigeons,Carrots, and a boy named Louis

Chapter 28- I thought I said don't tell?

~~~~(Niall's P.O.V)~~~~~

"Hurry up love we are going to be late!" Lou calls from downstairs. I look up at Eleanor, her black pencil skirt caressing her thighs without squeezing them to death, the pink lace blouse complementing her brunette hair perfectly... Lou is one very lucky man.

"He's going to propse to you!" I try to shout through Liam's hand, which is clasped over my mouth to the point where I can barely breathe. If I didn't have a nose I'd be dead, legit because for one thing I can't breathe through my mouth and because I wouldn't be able to smell food. I think not being able to smell food is worse than not being able to inhale oxygen through my nose.

"What?" She asks, not understanding me. I can understand why, it probably sounded more like, "Hez goinah ou promurmur you" than what I really meant. Lou calls for her again,this time a little more agitated. I watch as El shifts her posture, another form of 'will you guys hurry the hell up so I can go?'

"Will you guys hurry the hell up I have to.." "Just go and have a good time" Liam steps in, cutting off her sentence which I sooo predicted 2 seconds ago.

El smiles as she leans down and kisses both our cheeks, "Wish me luck!" She squeaks as she starts to hurry down the hall, making sure not to break her ankles in the diamond studded stilettos she's wearing.

Liam unclasps his hand from my mouth as the front door slams shut, "What were you thinking Niall?!" He yells, much agitation in his voice. "You realize what you could've just ruined!?"

"Ruined?" I ask, confused as I stand up and brush myself off.

"Yeah Niall, if you would've told her that Louis is going to propose to her you would've ruined the moment for her when he did get down on his knee!"

"Well I'm pretty sure when he starts sweet talking her and then gets on one knee it's pretty obvious what's going to happen next.."

"Niall that's not the point."

It's silent for a few moments until loud mouth Taylor walks over, "Louis is proposing to Eleanor?" She asks, a hint of jealousy or something like that in her voice. Not sure what but I do know that she isn't thrilled about it.

"Yes, and NIALL here almost blew it!" Liam shouts, notice the emphasis on my name?

"Oh..well that's great.." Hey eyes widen as she runs away from us, not saying goodbye or anything. What? Too much steadiness in a relationship for you to handle?

"Can't wait to here her next song on this one.." Liam mutters.

"You're telling me.." I agree as we both look at each other, shrug our shoulders and walk our own separate ways. I don't know where he's going but my destination is to the kitchen.

~~~(Taylor's P.O.V)~~~~

I hurriedly walk away from the two lads as I look for Harry. I can't believe Louis is proposing to her, now Harry will never get his chance to get his girl back! I wonder if he'd pay me more if I tried to break them up after the proposal or better yet ruined the proposal... no Taylor don't think like that you're already going to make millions off a new song about this situation.

"Harry.." I coo as I knock on his bedroom door, creaking open with the slight touch of my finger. I peer in and see him laying on his bed, sports illustrated magazine in hand. "Really Harold?" I ask, agitatedly as I close the door behind me and take the magazine from him. "What? It's the swimsuit edition.I'm a boy you can't blame me..." I cut him off before he can finish the rest of his sentence, "Louis is proposing to Eleanor."

It's silent as Harry's mouth turns into an "o" shaped form. I sigh as I sit down on the edge of his bed and hold his hand, "You got me right?" I ask, trying to lighten the mood.