Secrets

Chapter 5

( Sydney's POV.)

As I herd Amanda hop out of the car, Niall spoke to me.

"Okay, you can take yours off too," he said to me. I unfolded my blindfold quickly so I could look at Niall's perfect face and listen to his beautiful voice.

"Is it okay if I get in the front?" I asked. He nodded and I hopped up there next to him. I hadn't seen where we had gone yet until just then. My eyes widened. It was our favorite place to eat. Olive Garden.

"Is this where Amanda is going?" I asked.

"Ya," he responded. "Harry, he want to get back together with her, if you know what I mean," he said. I was shocked. THE Harry? The one who broke her heart? No I couldn't be.

"Harry. Harry Styles?" I nervously asked him. His lips curved into a smile.

"Yup," he said. I nodded. "Do you want to go somewhere?" He asked, thankfully changing the subject. "We can go back to my place. I've get some food we can eat there," he suggested.

"Okay," I said, shrugging. He pulled out of the parking lot and onto the road that led to the highway. I looked around in the car for a radio, but I couldn't find one.

"Niall?" I asked. "Where's your radio?" I asked. He looked at me with one eyebrow raised, then pressed a button on his steering wheel and the music turned on. I felt my cheeks go red.

"Oh," I responded. "I knew that. I was just testing you to see if you knew," I told him. He smirked.

"Right, right." He said. I nudged his shoulder, but he just laughed. The music had started playing and I recognized the song so I started singing along.

"Hey. Boy you never had much game. So, I needed to upgrade. So I went and walked away, way, way, way."

"Ugg!" We sang in harmony. I looked at him in amazement as he sang the next lines.

"Now. I seen you been hangin' out. With that other girl in town. Looking like a pair of clowns, clowns, clowns.

Ugg!" He sang. His voice. Oh his voice. It was amazing and beautiful. He laughed and looked at me. I gave him a small smile and he winked at me. I felt the blood rush instantly to my cheeks. I turned to the window and pressed my cheeks on the cool glass. I saw out the window, a giant flat much bigger than mine. Niall pressed the button on his steering wheel again and looked at me.

"We're here," he said to me. My jaw dropped at the sight of his flat. 3 words. A-ma-zing. He took my hand and walked me inside. I felt myself blush and I smiled. We entered the doorway and into the kitchen and went over to the fridge.

"Alright," he said. "I have chicken, pizza, pasta, salad, noddles, pot stickers, fruits, veggies, water, sandwiches, soup, and enchiladas," he said with his head stuck in the fridge. He listed them off in less than 10 seconds.

"Hmm." I tapped my chin. "I think I want Pizza," I told him.

"You THINK?" He asked me with one eyebrow raised. I rolled my eyes.

"Okay. I WANT pizza," I told him again. He laughed and I joined him in laughter. He took out the half-eaten pizza and put them on plates and in the microwave. I sat at his counter and waited for the food to be ready. The room soon smelled like pizza. I inhaled the air and closed my eyes at the wonderful smell as he pulled them out of the microwave. We sat and ate for a while until we were both done with our food. I grabbed a napkin that Niall had put on the table and wiped off my mouth.

"What do you want to do next?" He asked me getting my attention. A thought instantly rushed to my head.

"Let's go outside." I told him. He gave me a confused expression.