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Birth-Date (Niall)
“Okay, what am I supposed to do that’s fun, slightly romantic but not very boyfriend-y, yet not too common or ordinary?!” Niall said with an irritated, exhausted voice as he slammed the door to Zayn’s house behind him. He walked straight towards the kitchen, pulled a beer out of the fridge and sat down on the couch, with the other boys give him confused looks.
“Niall, what are you stressing about, buddy?” Liam sympathetically put a hand on his shoulder.
Niall sighed. “Okay, if the birthday of the girl you’re seeing comes in the first month of dating, how much are you supposed to do?” he asked.
“Oh, when’s Sienna’s birthday?” Zayn asked.
“Three days.” Niall pouted. He was in such a stage in his relationship that they didn’t see other people, but neither of them called each other their boyfriend or girlfriend. It had been three weeks since they met, and they hit it off immediately. But Niall was very comfortable at the pace at which this relationship was moving, and didn’t want to push it just because it was her birthday.
“How about just dinner?” he asked the boys for their opinion.
“Don’t you’ll do that anyway? Come on, Nialler. I know you’ll aren’t big yet, but you obviously like her, and it is her birthday,” Liam explained.
“Okay then, suggestions please.” He said in an almost begging tone.
“Cosy dinner at home, sing to her?” Harry offered.
Niall frowned, clearly indicating he was not up for that. With that, Harry shut up.
“Take her away for a mini holiday?” Louis said with bright eyes.
“Woah! That’s too serious.” Niall held his hands up.
They all fell silent, deep into thought. Suddenly Niall spoke. “Ooh I got it! Thanks guys!” he chirped and put his pint of beer down. He got up, walked to the door and closed it behind him.
“Did we actually help?” Liam suddenly said with an adorable puzzled look.
The others shrugged and they went back to their relaxed mode.
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Three days later
8:27pm
He forgot my birthday. He forgot it. Sienna kept repeating it in her head. I mean we haven’t been going out that long… and he’s Niall Horan! He doesn’t have the time to remember stupid birthdays! They come every year! So what?
Sienna was sitting on her couch, staring lifelessly into a novel she knew she wouldn’t be able to concentrate on. She put the book face down on the couch for the sixteenth time that day.
How could he just forget?! He remembered two days ago!
And the cycle of feeling bad for herself started again, but was stopped suddenly when loud knocks echoed in her apartment.
He sighed and walked lazily to her door and flung it open.
“Niall!” she exclaimed.
“Happy Birthday, Si!” he said, leaning forward and kissing her cheek.
She was still processing what happened but he immediately figured out what was going on in her head. “You thought I forgot, didn’t you?” he pouted.
