I Will Always Love You - A Niall Horan Love Story

Chapter Forty Five

"Bye boys!" We shout as the guys pull out of the driveway.

I shut the door and immediately Eleanor shouts, "Slumber party!"

We cheer and then run upstairs to get dressed into our pyjamas (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=56133488). 

"Eleanor, what are you wearing?" I laugh as begin grabbing a blanket and pillow each.

"What? It's comfortable." She shrugs.

We laugh at her and then we set the blankets and pillows up in a star shape, with our heads all facing inwards so we could see each other easier, in the lounge room.

We watched a few movies, ate popcorn and other junky foods, before we just lie down a talk, and soon we have all drifted off.

I'm still on the floor when I wake up, except Stacey must have moved over during her sleep, because she is now asleep directly in front of me, with her arm around my waist.

I giggle and whisper, "Stace, you ok there babe?"

She moves a little, "What?"

"Open your eyes."

She opens one eye a little, before she instantly sits up, "What the fudgecakes? Sorry Charlie."

I laugh and sit up, "its ok, I didn't mind. And fudgecakes, really?"

"Yes, got a problem?" she giggles.

"Nope, no problem at all."

We stand up, to notice Niall and Zayn have passed out on the couch, cuddling next to each other.

"Aw, how cute, we should ruing their moment and jump on them," Stacey suggest, but I shake my head.

"How about we leave them asleep, and don't wake anyone up, and you and I go out for some best girlfriend time, yeah? We haven't hung out enough lately."

"Sounds like fun."

We go upstairs, have our own showers and get dressed into: http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=56196185. I checked to make sure I was still wearing the ring that Niall bought me, and I grabbed the necklace he bought me from my suitcase and put it on. 

We headed back downstairs and I grabbed my Louis Vuitton bag that already had my wallet, keys, wallet and sunglasses in it, and we left.

Stacey was driving, so I took my phone out and decided to go on twitter, since I hadn't been on there in about a 3 weeks.

I was shocked when I saw I had 2,000,056 followers and I showed Stacey.

"Congrats! Can you get my phone out and check mine please, it's already logged in?" She cooed.

I grabbed her phone out from her bag and went into twitter.

"2,000,060 followers, Stacey, congratulations!" I showed her.

"Wow, that's crazy!"

I went back onto my phone and tweeted:

'Sorry I haven't been on lately! I was sort of depressed. My mum recently just passed away and I actually found out that my dad was the reason! :/ LoveYouAll! Xx'

I didn't mind that I was letting them in on that. I tried to keep my fans in on my personal life as much as I could. They're family.

I quickly tweeted once more:

'Guys! Stacey and I just noticed we reached 2 million followers! We are so stoked! This is so craycray! Thanks for all the support! LoveYou! Xx'

I started receiving tweets from fans saying they were sorry about my mum and stuff like that.

I replied to a few of them, followed some and retweeted a few as well, before making one more tweet:

'Thanks for all the love! Iloveyou all more! @NiallOfficial and the boys and girls have really been helping me get over it! Ttyl xx'

We arrived at the mall, and we put our glasses on. 

We noticed they had this cool arcade centre call Playtime, and it looked so fun that we had to go in.

We bought these cards that had credit on them, that allows us to play unlimited games for the next two hours, and so we started straight away. 

Depending on the game, we would receive a specific amount of points that automatically were put onto our card.

When our two hours were up, we went back to the counter and swiped our cars on another machine to see how many points we had. Stacey ended up having 1143 and I have 1169. 

I chose my prizes, which ended up being a large stuffed bear, and a bop it machine.

Stacey chose a basketball, a large stuffed dog and few keyrings -- one with the Sydney Harbour Bridge, another with the word Sydney, and the final being the union jack.