Me and Niall we're currently sat in the kitchen at the table talking about all kinds of shit such as our favourite food toppings are and what our favourite shows were untill he let the conversation die down. He continued to stare at me like he was questioning his next move in his head over and over again incase it was a mistake.
"Your scaring me..." I said while looking around the room in discomfort.
"Nah don't be scared I'm just thinking babe" he said while placing his hands under the table.
"What are you thinking about then" I asked leaning forward
"What you could wear for the Brits or when your gonna start packing for tour" he said leaning back in the chair.
"Arh I se- wait ? What ?" I stuttered mid sentence know coming to terms with what he said.
"Yeah I was thinking we could go out and get you a new dress?" He said casually.
"Are you pissing me ?" I asked in disperlefe
"Does it look like I'm pissing" he said while bringing his hands back on top of the table but this time there was a white letter in his hand. He nudged it towards me signalling for me to take it, which I did.
' Niall Horan,
You, along with your band mates have been invited to the 2014 Brits at the London 02 arena. We would also appreciate it if you could bring Miss. Kim with you as many magazines of the certain type would like to interview her. You will both me escorted down the red carpet both of you being expected to stop and talk, you will also be expected to be formally dress. Males in suits and females in designer wear.
We will hopefully see you both very soon'
I read out load, occasionally looking up to Niall to make sure I wasn't being punked.
I dropped the paper and instantly ran round to his side of the table and jumped onto his lap attacking him with kisses.
"Wow, wow, wow what's the occasion?" A sleeping Michael asked walking into the kitchen half asleep although it was 11am.
"WE'RE GOING THE BRITS!" I literally screamed with excitement bursting through my veins.
"Oh right now I get it" he said more lively before running over to Niall and attacking him with kisses the same way I did.
"No bro, get off" Niall gasped out while pushing Michael off him.
"A lil' lovin never hurt anyone" he said before turning around to make some coffee I think?
"So what you doing to day babe" he asked me giving me a light peck on my cheek at the end
"Nothing" I pouted childishly while crossing my arms
"Naww where's the girls at?"
" Phee's with Calum and Elise is with Harry"
Niall thought for a moment before asking
"Come the studio with me?" He asked unsure
"Really?" I asked
"Why not?"
"Won't the boys mind ?" I asked feeling quite unsure
"They love you babe it's cool" he said and yet again he kissed my cheek.
"Now go get ready!" He mock shouted, slapping my ass as I walked past.
**********
"BABE YOU DONE YET?" Niall shouted up the stairs to me.
"Erm, erm ... Yeah" I said while struggling to get my shoe on. I was currently about to walk down the second lot of stairs when in stead my foot decided to give way causing me to fall. I let out a shriek while I fell until I was firmly on my arse at the bottom. I moved my hair out the way to be faced with 4 worried faces; Niall, Michael, Luke and Ashton. A nervous laugh left my mouth when I stood up.
