Niall Horan - The meet up

America

I rushed back to my flight and with out thinking I booked a ticket to New York, I didn't want to have this conversation with Niall over the phone, it needed to be face to face, we had so much that needed to be out in the open.
I quickly rummaged around my room, grabbing clothes from my wardrobe and shoes off the floor and chucking them into my suitcase.
I left my flat without even telling anyone I was leaving. I don't even think I was thinking straight, I just knew I need to to see Niall.

Aboard the plane I felt restless, my knees where shaking. I knew the flight was going to be long, so I tried to settle myself by reading my book, but I was just over come with nerves. I had no idea how Niall would react to my surprise visit. The only good thing about the long flight was the fact that it gave me time to work out what I was going to say when I did see him.

I arrived at the hotel the band where staying at. Fans where crowded around outside. I just kept my head down and luckily no one noticed me. I headed to the lobby and checked into my room.
I just took a moment and stood at the window, looking out at the view over the amazing city. I moved over to the massive double bed and sat on the end. I let out a sigh and put my head in my hands. "What am I doing" all of a sudden the realisation of what I had done and how far I had traveled hit me. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea to just surprise Niall like this. But then again, maybe this is the shock he needs, he can't go around behaving like this, I thought to myself, I need to confront him.

The room was getting warm as the summer sun steamed in through the window. I pulled my bikini out of my suitcase and slipped it on. I set my sunglasses on top of my head and lifted by book off the table next to the bed. I thought the pool would be the best place to bump into Niall, it was still early so I wanted to get out there before he turned up.