Pink *Niall Horan Fan Fiction*

Chapter 8

*A lot of this chapter takes place on twitter, so please bear with me here(:

"Anybody want some popcorn or something to drink?"  Paul asks as the five of us make our way up some stairs to where we're sitting directly over where we came in. 

"This is so cool!"  I exclaim, looking around and down at the field.  You can see everything perfectly from up here.  There are also five more open seats with a reserved sticker on all five of them just like there was for us.  Paul sits on the end beside the other people up here and I sit on the other side with Danielle, Perrie, and Eleanor between us. 

"Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome Rev. Bob Man as he gives todays prayer."  Rev. Man does a quick, short prayer wishing for the wellbeing of all the players and fans here today. 

"And now, please rise and remove your hats for the National Anthem, performed by One Direction."  The announcer says as all 30,000 people rise as Liam starts out.  I wonder how many people know they're not American, but British instead.  As they reach a part of the song, some fighter jets fly overhead and a man with a parachute jumps out of one.  At the end of the song, the man touches the ground in the center of the field just as all five boys hit the last note. 

"Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome, three-time Superbowl Champion, Tom Brady, as he throws out todays first pitch!"  The crowd cheers as a man in his mid thirties walks onto the field in an American football jersey.  He tosses it from the pitcher's mount to home plate where the Dodger's catcher caught it.  The crowd cheers again as the starting lineups are announced and the home team takes the field.  By this time the guys have made it up to their spots beside us and we maneuver ourselves so Liam and Danielle, Louis and Eleanor, and Zayn and Perrie can sit together.  I sit between Eleanor and Niall and Harry sits on the end. 

"This is so boring."  I complain after the third inning and the Dodgers are up 6-2. 

"Tell me about it."  Niall mutters, logging on and checking twitter.  I read over his shoulder as he checks his mentions.  This one girl tagged him in a picture of a guitar she got for her birthday. 

@valerie_horan: 

Got my new guitar for my birthday!  Can't wait to learn to play it! @NiallOfficial pic.twitter.com/LSIwokzleilk  Niall replies to her. 

@NiallOfficial:

@valerie_horan You'll love it! The guitar is the best instrument out there.  I smile at his reply and pull my own phone out. 

@Heather_Cowell: 

Watching some baseball with the extended family!  @NiallOfficial @Real_Liam_Payne @Louis_Tomlinson @Harry_Styles @zaynmalik1D and the girly friends(:  I sent the tweet and smiled as five phones beeped and buzzed.  Soon my phone vibrates with replies from them. 

@Harry_Styles: 

@Heather_Cowell I don't have a girlfriend ):  You make me feel bad.

@Real_Liam_Payne: 

Quit tweeting and watch the game.  @Heather_Cowell.

@Louis_Tomlinson: 

My girlfriend has talked to you more today than she has me.  @Heather_Cowell @EleanorJCalder