When Everything is Nothing. (Niall Horan Fanfic)

Noticed

I quickly attempted to swallow the giant mouthful of food I had shoved in my mouth, and in the meantime choked a bit.

This was the guy I thought I saw looking at me.

I gasped for air before I finally caught my breath.

Smooth Brodie.

"Hi."

He smiled.

I silently thanked all that is good for the fact that I remembered to change out of my work uniform.

"Was that girl giving you a hard time?"

"I'm all set."

"Well, if she was, ignore it. She's extremely annoying and none of us like her.

I nodded, taking another bite of my mashed potatoes.

"So was that you in the light booth?"

I full-out gagged on my food and started choking, worse than a few moments ago.

He had seen me.

How?!

Nobody did.

After about ten seconds of whooping coughs and gags I could finally breathe again.

"You okay?"

I nodded.

"Maybe you shouldn't be eating those potatoes, they seem to be posin' a choking hazard to your health." He laughed.

I nodded in agreement. Again.

"So why were you up there?"

"I work here." I answered nervously.

"Oh wow that's really cool!"

I nodded again, for what seemed like the billionth time, at a loss of words to say.

"I'm sorry for just coming over here, I just felt the need to sit here."

"It's okay."

"And can I at least find out your name?" He raised an eyebrow hopefully.

"Brodie."

"I'm Niall... Did I already say that?"

"Yes." I laughed.

He opened his mouth to speak, but stopped, and stared at me for a second.

"You're beautiful."

I blushed, feeling heat rising in my cheeks.

"Crap did I just say that outloud?" He face palmed and shook his head. "Well I'm going to go now before I make an even bigger fool of myself," he admitted, picking up his tray and standing, turning to leave.

"Wait." I called.

He slowly turned around.

"Do you like futball?"

His face immediately lit up as he nodded eagerly.