Wrong Number | N.H texts

10

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I stood up and took my phone with me. I'm actually going out with a completely stranger. I know nothing about Niall, not even his last name or how old is he. What if he is super old? Maybe 50-year-old pervert?

Why am I doing this? Maybe because I'm curious. Maybe because I'm really believing that this Niall is a good guy. I have this picture in my head that he is something between 20 and 25. I don't know why.

I took my car keys, walked up to my car and drove to our meeting place. In case you are now wondering why am I driving, I'm 21 years old writer who lives in a regular house with two rooms and bedroom. Not forgetting my dog, Lila. Lila is puppy beagle, 8 months now and she is the happiest dog on this planet. My best friend. She luckily survives few hours at the time alone , so I didn't have to bring her with me.

I parked my car on the other side of the street from the cafe where we were supposed to meet in 10 minutes. Before I noticed, I was inside, ordering hot chocolate. I'm not drinking coffee or tea. I think it's weird to be born in UK and not drink tea.

I sat to a small table in the corner so that if Niall is some old man, I can pretend I'm not here. I stared the door and sooner than I expected, a man with sunglasses on walked in and he looked just like I imagined him. I'm still not sure if he is Niall, but he met my expectations.

Niall: hey Ems, I'm here, where are you? (:

Me: sitting right behind you

He turned around and a smile spread into his face immediately. He walked towards me. I stood up.

"I'm so happy to finally see your face", Niall said hugging me tight.

"You too stranger", I said back and sat back to my chair.

"I was right, you look beautiful", Niall continued, still smiling and I felt blush spreading down my cheeks.

"No I'm not but thanks anyway", I answered and took a sip of my drink. Cold, ugh.

"So tell me something about yourself", Niall said smiling.

"What do you want to know?".

"How old are you? What do you do? Who you live with? Do you love music? Basically anything really?", he asked questions. What should I tell to a stranger?

"Okay..I'm Emma", I said.

"I knew that, please Ems, tell me something about yourself", Niall begged.

"If you stop calling me Ems. So I live in London, been living here since the day one. I'm 21 and A writer as you already knew. I live with my dog, Lila because my parents moved to New York because of their jobs", I told. "Enough?.

"No, but I can live with it", Niall said laughing and a shy smile spread up to my lips too.

"Now you need to tell me about you", I said smiling.

"I'm Niall, as you know. I'm actually from Ireland but I live in London too. I'm still not going to tell you what I do for a living but I can tell you, it's the most perfect job on the planet. I'm 22 and don't have any pets but I would love to have a dog", Niall told and I nodded after every sentence. He actually seems to be very interesting person. And smoking hot. Gosh.

"Why won't you buy a dog then?" I asked, sipping my hot chocolate once again.

"I don't have time for a pet", Niall said with serious tone.

"Would you want to see Lila?" I asked smiling after a moment of silence.

"Are you sure you want to take stranger to your home?".

"You are not stranger anymore and you'll be gone soon anyway", I said and Niall nodded. We got up and I walked back to my car and Niall went back to his.

I'm taking him home, stranger, to my home.

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I'm going to write short chapters bc this is meant to be texting, hope it's okay (:

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