Unforgettable Scars (A Niall Horan Fanfic)

Chapter 11

Saturday finally rolled around and i could not wait to see Niall. He said he was taking me to dinner so, i figured i might as well wear a dress. I stepped into my "little black dress" and let my wet hair out of the towel to dry.

5:52. I had just finished my makeup and straightening my hair when i heard a car pull up in front of the house. Soon enough, i heard the doorbell ring after.

"W-wow, Des, you look...b-beautiful." Niall stuttered when i opened the door. I cracked a smile and told Paul I was leaving. Not a moment was awkward on the way there, so we were off to a good start.

"Niyou got us into the Veeraswamy?! Oh my gosh, how??"

"Well, when you call and say you're Niall Horan, people tend to be more lenient." he laughed. "Come on, let's get in there before they give away my reservation." Niall walked around to my side of the car and opened my door for me. Placing his arm around my waist, he led me up to the restaurant.

"Hi, I'm Amanda, I'll be your waitress tonight. What would you guys like to drink?"

"Uhm, I'll take a water." Niall replied.

"I'll have a water too please." Isaid.

"Okay, I'll have those right out." She said, walking off, clearly freaking out that she just talked to 'Niall freaking Horan!!!'.

I rolled my eyes and turned my attention back to Niall. "So, the album's done right?" I asked.

"Yeah, but do you mind if we not talk about that stuff tonight? I want to get to know you more."

"Oh yeah, sure.."

"Im so-"

"No, it's fine Ni."

"Okay, so tell me about yourself. Like you're favorite childhood memories or you're favorite movies or anything." Niall said resting his head on his hand, ready to listen.

"Well, my favorite movie right now is probably Les Miserables, I have a bad addiction for shopping, starbucks and anything mint colored, I hate talking about my childhood, my birthday's June 18th, and I don't have a sweet tooth what-so-ever. Your turn!"

"I'm not a natural blonde."

"What? No way!"

I saw the corners of Niall's mouth fold upward into a smile. "Yes! My real hair color is brown!" I giggled at the thought of him being a brunette. Blonde fit him so well.

"You didn't know that? Wow, what a terrible date. I'd be a much better one." Our waitress, Amanda, had brought our drinks and decided to jump in our conversation. Her elbow was on the table with her head in both hands, looking at Niall.

"Can...can we take our orders now?" Niall asked.

"Oh yeah, of course!" Amanda said, composing herself.

"We want to share the lamb curry madras." Niall said

"Alright. Make sure not to miss me to much!" Amanda said as she hopped off.

"Oh, I won't.." Niall said under his breath, turning his attention back to me.

We kept sharing memorable stories as soon as our food arrived, we barely talked, both of us starving.

Niall's P.O.V.

"So, tonight was really fun." I said walking Des up to her house.

"Yeah, it was." She smiled back.

"And I'm sorry about that Amanda girl. I only like you." I apologized

"It's fine." Des gave me a kiss on the cheek and turned to go inside

"Wait, Des."

"Yeah?"

I paused for a second. "Nevermind. Goodnight." I smiled and turned back to my car.

When I got home, I stripped, leaving me only in my boxers and got on twitter. "tonight was perfect with desiree. just wish i hadnt got all chocked up. Gn peeps x " I tweeted my final tweet for the night and finally fell asleep after beating myself up for not asking Des to be my girlfriend.