Niall and I

Three

All I can say is....

Larry is real, but if you disagree, it's all right. We have to stand on what we believe in.

-Cyra

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Ignoring that freaking former member of One Direction was a helpful idea. Thank you, Grace! It's been almost a month, I've been very busy with work, and everything is turning out the way I hoped. I step out of my car then I see a familiar Volkswagen minivan across the street. I remember One Direction's first ever music video, What Makes You Beautiful.

I greet Alberto then ride the lift. When the door opens, I see something that I'd never think that I'd see again. "One Direction? On my building." I say while walking towards them. "Hi!"

"Hello," Harry greets. I assume they are waiting for Niall. "By any chance, do you know where Niall is?

"No, sorry. But he arrives home at around midnight."

"Great," Louis says sarcastically.

"Do you want to come in and have some tea?" I ask.

"Sure," Harry says. "What's your name?"

"Kayla, Kayla Green." I nod and open my door for them. I am literally screaming internally. I want to call Bridgit, but it might get chaotic. They sit on my sofa, scanning my flat. "What tea do you fancy?"

"Yorkshire, do you have?" Louis asks.

I nod. "Of course."

"I'll have that too," Zayn says.

"Okay," I get the pack in the cabinet and start making four cups. "So erm..I have a question."

"What's your question?" Liam asks.

"Is the reunion tour, true?"

"Yes, it's true. But there's no public announcement yet because we want Niall to join," Liam says.

I walk towards them while holding a tray. "Here you go," I hand them their tea. "Do you think that it'll happen?" I sit on the stool.

"I'm afraid not," Louis answers.

"Maybe you should do something that could make him return," I suggest. "Instead of just asking him."

"Like what?" Harry asks.

"Hmm..maybe you could evict him from this apartment, bankrupcy." I laugh while saying the last word.

"That might actually work," Liam adds.

I chuckle. "I was joking, Liam."

"We could make it like an act," he says. "We could tell his mum to freeze all his cards. Then tell the Mexican guy downstairs to pretend evict him."

Haha. Mexican guy.

"I guess that could make a great plan," I say.

Louis takes a sip of his tea. "We need your help, Kayla."

"Why?"

"You see, Niall isn't going to run to us or back to his mum." Zayn says.

"Are you saying that he might run to me?" I ask. "We haven't had a proper conversation."

"At least you had a conversation," he adds. "I reckon you're the only person he has talked to."

I scratch my neck. "I guess."