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***Morgan’s Povvvvvv* Date! AH!

“Can you tell me where we’re going?” I ask Niall.

“Nope! It’s a surprise! You’ll love it I promise!” He says with a huge smile on his face.

“Niall Horan if it’s Nando’s…” I say getting interrupted by Niall.

“It’s not Nando’s. but its close. Location not activity wise.” Niall says.

We keep talking and laughing in his car, and we arrive in about 10 minutes.

“We’re here!” Niall says as he parks his car. I get out, and I know exactly where we are.

“Niall if you told me I could’ve brought my skates!”

“I told Taylor and she gave them to me! Here they are!” Niall says pulling my skates out of the trunk.

Niall rents his skates, and we hop on the ice. He quickly falls over, and I laugh. Not everyone gets to see Niall Horan on his bum in ice skates! I’m one of the lucky few I guess!

I teach Niall all of the tips and tricks I’ve learned over my many years of skating. He learns fast, and he asks to race me.

“Oh Niall, you’re in for a sad, sad loss.” I say, “Here and back twice. Loser buys pizza!!” I say confirming what we were doing.

“Oh shit. I shouldn’t have brought you here, should I?” He says, scared. 

“3…2…1… GO!” I yell, and skate as fast as I can, back and fourth, back and fourth.

“I win!” I say happily.

“I guess I have to buy pizza then!” Niall says, hopping off the ice. I follow him to the place the pizza was (in the rink), hand in hand. He orders an everything slice for himself, and a pepperoni slice for me. Then he orders some sodas. We go to the benches and sit and eat. We change back into our shoes, and Niall returns his skates. We walk back to the car, and put my skates in the trunk.

“Let’s go to the park!” Niall yells.

This date is literally perfect.

****Claire’s POV***

Ashton and I’s date was tonight! I’m so excited! I went back to my house and got dressed. I put on a blue and white dress, and some white flats. I get a white cardigan out of my closet, grab my purse, and see Ashton’s car pull up outside my house. He gets out and rings my doorbell, and pulls a rose out of his jacket. What a gentleman!

I open the door, and say

“Hi Ashton! You ready?”

“Yep! This is for you!” He says, handing me the rose. I thank him, and he takes hold of my hand and leads me to the car. He opens my door, and I get in, and he closes it. He runs to the other side and hops in. In about 5 minutes we pull up at the movie theatre.

“Okay, what film would you like to see?” Ashton asks me.

“Any! I don’t mind!” I say.

He punches in some buttons on the ticket order station thingy, and prints out some tickets.

We go up the escalator, and we get popcorn and candy and stuff like that. Ashton hands the man our tickets, and the man points in the direction of the room our movie was showing in. Ashton and I walk in, and he says,

“Okay Claire, this movie is the Great Gadspy with Leonardo Dicaprio. Speaking of him, Luke has never ever seen Titanic. And also, we’re a little bit early.”