MARISA'S POV
"So, where are we going?" I asked him.
"You'll see." He replied smiling. I rolled my eyes at him.
"You're nothing but suprises, are you Niall?" I replied. He nodded smiling again.
We continued to drive while listening to the radio. I started to sing along to the radio, not even realizing it.
"I like your voice." He said. I snapped my head in his direction.
"Huh?" You asked confused.
"You were just singing." He replied smirking. I felt myself blush.
"Oh sorry." I murmured.
"Don't be." He turned up the volume and started singing along.
"You gonna join me or what?" He sirked. I smiled in response and started singing along with him.
Soon we pulled into a parking lot. Looking out the window I realized we were at a theater.
"I know how much you like musicals, so I thought you would enjoy going to see wicked. That's the one you want to see, but haven't seen yet, right". I was astonished by his memory.
"Yes, I-I just can't believe you remembered." I replied. I looked over to see him smiling at me.
"Why do you always assume I'm going to forget, or I wasn't listening?" He asked me. I shrugged my shoulders in response.
"Past experiences I guess." I replied.
"C'mon, let's go in. I think the show is starting soon." He stated before getting out of the car. Before I could even unlatch my seatbelt, he was already opening my door for me. He held his hand out and I graciously accepted it as he helped me out of the car.
Niall handed the man our tickets and we proceded into the theater and made our way to our seats. He had gotten us booth seats over looking the stage.
"Niall, the view from here is absolutley amazing!" I exclaimed.
"I'm glad you think so." He replied taking the seat next to me. We sat and chatted a bit before the play began, which was only a minute or two.
"So was it better than you thought?" Niall asked, swinging our hands back and forth as we exited the building.
"So much better than I ever imagined! Thank you so much Niall. That was absolutley amazing." I exclaimed. He laughed at my response. Who could blame him.
"Why don't we go for a walk?" He asked as we walked past his car.
"I'd love too." I replied. It was great, the whole evening, we didn't run into anybody that knew who the two is were. It was like niether of us had ever been heard of.
We walked hand in hand down the side walk. It started to get darker, indicating that it was also getting later, and the temperature seemed to drop. My shawl was doing a horrible job at keeping me warm.
"You cold love?" Niall asked me. I shook my head
"N-No I'm fine." I replied trying to sound convincing, but my chattering teeth did not help. He took off his coat and wrapped it around my shoulders before taking a hold of my hand again.
"Won't you be cold?" I asked him. He did nothing but shake his head.
"Nope. I'll be fine." He replied.
We both kept on walking and walking, not caring what direction we were heading in. Niall suddenly stopped. I looked at him confused. That's when I heard it, a slow song was playing overhead.
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FanfictionHe is a famous member of the world's most popular boyband. She's a girl with a terrifying past trying to reach her dreams. Marisa met Niall at the final take me home concert and the two hit off. But what happens when the hate from fans triggers memo...