Chapter 3

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Niall's POV

I drove up to the White House. I was escorted in and was taken to a lovely table. It was set up for just two people. I sat in the chair. I was so nervous, my hands were very clammy, and my heart was beating so fast. I still couldn't believe what was happening. Out of the corner of my eye I saw, a tall figure. I knew it was him. I felt butterflies in my stomach. He sat down, and flashed me a smile. He introduced himself, then asked me my name. "Niall Horan" I responded. He repeated it quietly to himself. A man came in and brought us our food, it was the most amazing thing to ever touch my tongue. Obama and I talked, he told me I just seemed like an intriguing individual and he wanted to get to know me. So, that's why he invited me to dinner.

Obama's POV

I was speechless. The beauty of this individual, Niall. It was just unreal. I caught myself in a daze just looking into his eyes a few times. I tried to stay calm but he was just breathtaking. We talked over dinner for a very long time actually. He told me some of his hobbies such as singing, playing guitar, and playing soccer. I told him about myself also. We knew it was getting late, but we were just getting on so well. There was just this feeling I got whenever I heard his voice. I didn't want him to leave. But I knew he had to eventually. It was around eleven o'clock when he said he should probably leave. I walked him down the hallway. He turned to tell me goodbye, we looked into each others eyes for what seemed like ages. Then, it happened. I kissed him, slowly and passionately. He didn't pull away, and he seemed to enjoy it too. He gave me a nervous smile, then left.

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