Niall's P.O.V.
I hated him for that. I wanted to punch Louis in the face. He knew I liked her. I clenched my jaw and tensed my hands into fists. I glared at him with hatred in my eyes. "What? Are you jealous, Niall?", he mocked me. "No," I replied through clenched teeth. He gave me a "I-can-tell-you-are-so-jealous" look. "What are you looking at?!?!?!", I felt my voice start to rise. I cleared my throat, hoping he wouldn't notice. But he did notice. "Niall, just admit it. It's not going to help fighting in front of her, let alone all of our fans. This is stupid. Just stop." I looked at her. Oh, she was so sexy. I wanted her so badly. I looked at Louis. "Ya, I guess your right...", I sighed. I looked back at Alayna. "Can I at least get a hug?", I asked, stretching my arms out. She chuckled. "Sure." I leaned deeper into the hug and buried my face into the crook of her neck. This gave her goosebumps. I smlied at no one in particular. I sniffed her hair. Her hair smelled so good. I could tell she was wearing perfume. I whispered into her ear, "Call me if you need a chat. You know where to find me...". She slowly pulled away from the hug and nodded. I gave her my number, email address, and flat address. I winked.
Author's Note: There's not much to talk about. Kind of a boring and slow week so far... So, yeah... (Awkward silence, crickets churping) Anyway...BYE!
Alayna's Outfit: www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=76938286
