Punk Niall Series

"He Tries To Get You To Go Out With Him"

"Which dress did you end up with?" you hear a smug voice question from behind you at the grocery store. You turn and see the confident blonde from the dress store over a month ago. "Not your's" you tell him, plucking a box of pasta from the shelf and move to walk away. "Really... why don't I believe that?" he questions, arms crossing over his chest to display the black ink swirling over his arms and across his chest through the white v-neck. "Fine, she liked your's best" you answer honestly, stepping around him. "Figures, my pick was the best one" he chuckles and you roll your eyes. "You're awfully confident" you snap, reaching for a carton of organic milk as he does the same. "You have no idea" he tells you in a low voice that makes you hot and uncomfortable, swallowing nervously as he gives you a once over. You shift in your sparkly UGGS, stepping back to pull at the sleeves of your simple cream sweater over your black leggings before hurrying away. "Go out with me and I'll show just how confident I am" he tells you and your cheeks flush. "No thank you" you tell him, steering your cart away from him and towards the front but his hand stops the front of your cart. "And why not?" he questions, leaning against the front of your cart and you scoff. "Because, I'm out of your league" you tell him and he smirks. "No argument there" he interrupts and you roll your eyes. "I'm a pink and lace kind of girl and you... are arrogance and motorcycle oil. See the difference" you snark, grabbing your purse and storm off. "We'll see" Niall tells himself, leaving his own cart behind and watching you slide into your white BMW and drive away.