Niall Horan - The meet up

The Ferret Bar

It was a typical Autumn September, cold but beautiful, it was getting dark as the four of us headed into town. We turned a corner onto queen street and left the quiet shadows of the street and opened the door to the loud and chaotic world of the student. The bar was detailed in red and black and and filled with university students from all years exhilarated to start their night on a high, quite literally for many.
We started towards the bar and ordered a round of shots to kick off the night. We progressed to a table and fell into a conversation of each other's hometowns, families and university courses, typical chat I suppose for four first year students, however I could feel myself drift in and out of consciousness in terms of the conversation and found my eyes wandering the open bar for a distraction. Someone caught my attention on several occasions.

I looked up once more not expecting him to be looking in my direction but as I did so I could feel his eyes pierce right through my body and into my soul. He was gorgeous and I knew his face was familiar. I turned to my flat mates who where tied up in chatter and asked for the drink orders.
I stood up and walked towards the bar, I could see from the corner of my eye that the same motion was being repeated.
I reached the bar and made the order. As the bar tender went about getting the drinks, I felt a hand on my back. I turned around to see the gorgeous eyes looking into mine.
"Hi" he held out his hand for me to shake. "I'm Niall" he smiled a warm smile, which was nice to see on my first night away from home. "Can I get you a drink ?" he continued.
"No it's fine I've just ordered drinks" I explained, I didn't want to come across eager.
It all became clear who he was as soon as he said his name, I knew who he was. The bar was dark and it was hard to tell but up close it was undeniable. It was Niall Horan.
"So what are you doing here" I asked him trying to sound nonchalant.
"I saw a pretty girl and wanted to introduce myself"
"No" I laughed " I mean here, in Manchester, in a student bar, didn't think this was your normal scene"
He laughed, "Disappointed to see you place me in that stereotypical celebrity box" he motioned his hands into speech marks. "Im in Manchester for a concert and thought I'd spend the night with the lads" he pointed to a group of guys sitting in the far corner of the bar. "We came across this place and thought it looked buzzing, I'm glad I came now" he smirked and I nearly fainted but on the outside I showed nothing but composure.

We continued to talk and after about half and hour he checked his phone for the time.
"Do want to get out of here and go some where a little quieter ?" he asked me
My stomach did a flip but I nodded in agreement.
As we walked towards the door I passed my new flat mates and told them that I would be back later, as I finished off talking to them I felt Niall's hand pull at my waist and usher me outside.
All of a sudden I was hit with the cold autumn air and along with it came reality. I stood there for moment in shock.
"Are you okay Eliza" he asked in a genuinely worried tone.
"Yeah fine, just cold all of a sudden" I wasn't lying, I was cold but majorly nervous about what was going to happen tonight, I knew what he meant by going somewhere a little quieter. I didn't want to miss this opportunity, after all this is what uni is all about I told myself.