When I met you...

Nialls JUST a friend...

NIALS POV:

Sitting with the fans was GREAT. Yeah, right. My eyes were bloodshot red and same with me nose. I wore sunglasses to cover most of it. My life pretty much sucked right now. Yeah, I'm a popstar, girls chasing after me... But the one girl I like isn't. I don't want to sound snobby, but why? Lola hated me, no doubt bout it.

Once we were done signing papers I ignored Lola. She looked pretty desperate, wanting to explain. I was feeling tired, so I went on a soft white colored couch. I dozed off craving Nandos.

I woke up in a different room. Uh - what? I saw zayn give me a smirk. I sat up, noticing Lola on a brown couch across of me. I saw I was on a brown couch as well, covered in a soft white blanket. Lola was sleeping, she looked so peaceful. She was covered in a small pink and blue quilt, that covered her head to toe. The blanket I had was way too small, barely going to my knees. Louis looked at me and smirked too. Oh geeze. "Where am I?" I ask cautiously. "Just in solitaire. We're not letting you two out until you make up. We can't stand o see you like this Nialler. Just try, okay? Don't try to get out, the doors are locked. We took the vases outta here by the way. Have fun!" Louis sad smirking at the line. The lads left, leaving Lola and I.

LOLA'S POV:

I woke up to deep British accents, and an Irish one. I looked up to find just me and Niall siting across from each other, his head in his hands. I hear the door closing, Liam winking. Niall looked up, realizing I was awake too. "We're stuck until we make up In here." He said coldly. Geeze, emotionless much?

I quickly examine the room, a ceiling fan going as fast as it can go, a glass table with a cellphone on it, and two brown couches directly across from each other. There was also a painting saying,"Love will take you, too many places." And a sailboat with a couple kissing on it."Oh" I say coldly, repeating how he said it. My stomachs growls and then I realize its past 3. "Uh Niall can you tell me the time?" I say a little nicer then before. "Sure" he said and replies,"It's 3:28PM." I hope he's wrong. I'm supposed to pick Izzy up in 2 minutes, the daycare closes at 4. If we don't make up soon, they'll get worried.

"I really have to go. It's uh -" I try to hide Izzy, but he knows already. "- pick up my daughter. Can we please just apologize and leave?" I say, the last part sounding desperate. "Uh sure. But how are you gonna get to your car? The paparazzi is crazy. I could drive you?" Niall said and he was right, I had no other way there. "That would be nice, thanks." I say.

Niall rings Louis, telling him we made up, and they open the door and make us hug. We hug and I start laughing at the awkwardness. Imma good actor huh? We go into Nialls car and I direct him where to go

We end up 15 minutes late, oh well. Izzy comes running up to me, and I pick her up, signing her out. She sees Niall, and whispers - too loudly - "who's he? Is he daddy?" And I just smile and says he's "Mummy's friend, Niall." Niall automatically falls in LOVE with Izzy and asks to hold her. I gotta say, it IS a little cute seeing them, they both look happy.

Niall drives us back to my small flat, Izzy asking questions like,"Why are you here? Do you have a dog?" On the way there. Izzy loves dogs, we just can't afford to buy one.

We walk into my dumpy flat, and I feel embarrassed. I let Niall come in, and I fix Izzy and I some Mac n cheese. I offer Niall a ham sandwich (no more Mac and cheese) but he declines. Wow, that's surprising. The house phone rings and Niall answers, since my hands were cheesy. All I can here is," Yup, it's him. I drove them back, there was too much paparazzi by Lola's car. Nice hearing you too. Buh bye!" He says with a grin. (I mentally add that to my turn ons) "That was your mom. She was surprised hearing me answer" he says sweetly. "Oh okay. Do you mind getting Izzys toys out? They're behind my bed. Niall nods and returns with ALL her toys. He grins sheepishly, explaining he had to take them all.

Maybe this could work out...