>>Hannah's P.O.V.<<
Niall walks me up to my dorm, his cheek still red. "Thanks, I had a great time," I say, staring at my hands. "Yeah, me too. We should do this again," he mutters.
I shut the door and turn to see Cat sitting on the couch. "How was it?" She asks, more upbeat than usual. "Ok, we had a little run in with some girl named Stella," I state, picking at my cuticles. Her expression changes, she seems concerned. "Oh," is all she mutters. Something is really going on. Who is that girl? Why does she hate Niall?
I go into my room and fall down on the bed. My phone buzzes, and I pull it out of my pocket.
Niall: sorry about today. maybe we can do this again sometime
Hannah: it's fine. I would love to.
Niall: cool. sorry that are date kind of got ruined
My stomach fluttered when he said date. The heat returned too.
Hannah: it's fine. why did she slap you?
Niall: I gtg. I'll text you later
Why won't he tell me? Is it that bad? I set phone on the nightstand and head to the bathroom. I hop into the shower to relax my nerves. It doesn't help that much. I need answers, and I need them now. I wrap myself in a towel and head back to my room.
When I enter my room I see Niall sitting on my bed. I shriek and he looks up. "What are you doing here?" I yell, tightening my grip on my towel. He gives a little smirk and stands up. "I came to apologize," he says coolly, closing the space between us. He grabs my hand and the heat returns. My face flushes. "And I came to ask you if you wanted to come to a party with me," he whispers, sending chills down my spin. "S-sure," I stutter. He tucks a piece of my wet hair behind me ear. "See you at 8," he whispers. He walks away and leaves my room, leaving me wanting more.
Does he like me? No that's impossible, we are just friends. I've only known him for two days. But he is really cute... No Hannah, you don't like him, and he doesn't like you.
I pull some sweat pants on and throw an old t-shirt on a go over to Cat's room. She was on laptop again. "What party is going on tonight?" I ask, trying to get information of where Niall was taking me. "I assume you're talking about the frat party that Niall was going to invite you too," she states. I nod. "Don't worry I'm going too," she smiles. "What should I where?" I ask. I don't want to be overdressed or anything. "Just jeans and a nice top," she states. I nod and leave her room.
I put my hair in a sock bun. I apply a little foundation, smokey eye eyeshadow, a black line of eyeliner, and some mascara. I hear Cat leave our dorm with Harry. I pull on some white skinny jeans and put on a black crochet top. I step out of my room, content with my look.
I walk out and Niall is pacing in the living room. He looks up and smiles at me. "You look gorgeous," he compliments. "Thanks," I mutter and blush. "You ready?" He asks, grabbing my hand. The tingling and heat return. "Yeah, I'm ready."
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