Chapter 8: Brittany's P.O.V.
Niall pulled away slowly. He looked up & smiled. I could tell that he was thinking. He must've been deep in his thoughts. I hope he's thinking about something other than me or that kiss. As he looked up & down my body again, I noticed something. He had some of my red lipstick on his face. I leaned in to wipe it off, but he was thinking he was getting another kiss. I backed up & wipe his lips off with a tissue. He frowned at me. Suddenly, my phone buzzed. It was a text from my friend, Demetria. It read:
"Hey, Britt! I haven't hung out with you in awhile so I was wondering if you wanted to go to the mall & spa today?"
I didn't think I should respond, but I realized it was an iMessage so she knows I read it.
"Hey, Dem! I might be able to hang out maybe at 4? I don't know. We'll see. Tell me if 4 works, if not I won't be able to hang today." I responded.
When I put my phone down, I noticed Niall staring at me.
"Britt?"
"Yes?"
"Who was that?"
"A friend."
"Okay. So do you maybe want to hang out for the rest of the day?" he asked.
"I don't know if I can. I might go to the mall with Demetria. Maybe you could come with? I could ask her of that's okay." I said.
"No, it's okay. If you want to hang out with her it's okay." Niall sighed. "I just wanted to hang with my babe."
His babe? When did I become his? I mean I don't mind it. It's just I didn't think we were anything more than friends. Maybe he confused me with some other girl he may have hooked up with in the past. I could tell he knew I was thinking about him calling me his babe. He decided to say something.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to call you that. If you don't like it, I won't call you it again. I just wanted to ask you if you wanted to go out tomorrow?"
"Hang out where?"
"No, Britt. Not hang out, but go on a date with me. What do you say?"
"Yeah, sure. Just tell me where we're going so I know how to dress." I replied.
"Well where do you want to go? If you don't have a suggestion, I have an idea."
"I don't really mind, but I have to go. I'm going to meet up with Dem. So just text me or call me & tell me where we're going to go. Bye, Niall."
Niall's P.O. V.
Oh my God! I'm freaking out! Did she really just say yes to a date with me! Oh my fuck! I have to text or hang with the guys! They aren't going to believe it!
"Hey, Harry! Guess what? You aren't going to believe this! Britt said she would go on a date with me tomorrow! I just need help picking out a place to go & something to wear. I remember she said she doesn't like guys who don't dress well on dates!"
A/N: Guys, I'm sorry I didn't update earlier or at all this week! I've been busy with school! Anyways, thanks so much for almost 200 reads! Also, hope you guys liked this chapter! :)
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It all Started on Omegle (Niall Horan)
FanficBrittany was just a normal 17 year old going on Omegle. She never expected to find Niall Horan. What will happen? All of this is my own work. All my ideas. COPYRIGHT© @NIALLS_ACCENT_THO