I love my best friend and all, but she sincerely did not believe me when I told her what happened in the bathroom. As previously stated, we are best freinds. And as all best friends know, we're supposed to believe the other with this kind of stuff!
“You’re such a liar!”
I have lied about many things in my life.
I’ve lied about being sick to get out of many mall and spa days, I’ve lied about doing homework, classwork, and doing work in general… I’ve lied about liking people, and disliking people, but God as my witness, I would never lie about Niall Horan putting his finger on my lips.
“Once I see his fine ass at this counter, I’ll believe what you said.”
“What’s that about a fine ass?”
Erica had her back to the counter, facing me, and Niall had been standing behind her for a good… 10 seconds. Smirking as he listened in on the awkward end of our conversation.
Her eyes widen even further as she looks at me, “I just said that Niall Horan has a fine ass… And he’s standing right behind me, isn’t he?”
I bite my lip and smile, “Oh yeah.”
She turns around to see a smiling Niall, “I am so so-“
“Don’t worry about it,” he turns his head to look at his butt, “It is quite cute, isn’t it?”
She blindly nods her head for a few moments before turning back to me, “Okay, you weren’t lying.” She walks up to me and swipes her thumbs under my eyes, fixing my makeup, “You look like you’ve been eaten and spit up by a tiger…”
“Thanks.”
“I think she looks beautiful.”
We both look at him, and Erica is trying so hard not to fangirl. She’s hardly succeeding. “So,” she tries to gain normal composure in her voice, “What are you guys going to do, on this wonderful night?”
“Well,” he walks around the counter, “Sorry, people were starting to stare… I think that we’re going to go do something that has to do with picking my brain?”
Erica and Niall both look at me with different expressions “Yeah… We could go get coffee or something?”
Niall looks around, “Isn’t this the stuff that makes coffee?” he points at the various machines spaced around the couter.
“Yeah…”
“Wouldn’t you want to get something other than what you work around?”
I shrug, “What do you have in mind?”
Niall’s ears seem to perk up for a moment, “Do you guys have a nandos around?”
Erica and I share a knowing look, “No. There’s no such thing as nandos in the states, Niall.”
He shakes his head like a scolded dog, “That’s just torture, Megan.”
Heart. Skipping. Multiple. Beats. On. Account. Of. Niall. Saying. My. Name.
“Psh—I—Kn-know.”
Niall tilts his head indifferently at me, “Well what’s there to do around here?”
“You guys could go spit on tourists at the space needle…” Erica mutters from behind me.
Niall smiles at me, “That’s where you got it from.”
I turn to Erica, “I hate you.”
She hugs my shoulders, “I love you more..”
“Wait—“ I look at Niall, “How did you even get past security?”
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The Sighting At Starbucks(One Direction-Niall Horan- FanFic)
FanfictionWhen Megan is working at her Starbucks stand in the airport in Seattle, she has a quick encounter with Niall Horan, as he's mobbed by a herd of screaming girls, all he can do is keep his eyes on her. She goes to go to the bathroom and wouldn't ya' k...
