Niall's POV:
We had just gotten home and I was really tired from rehearsal. I got myself showered and dressed in my pajamas. Of course, me being me, im hungry. I know I heard Nicholle talking about her being hungry so I was hoping to walk out to Nicholle and eat peacefully with her but she wasnt there. I walked over to her bedroom door and was about to open it when I heard talking. It was her and Harry.
"I will go hang with you Harry...IF!!! You let me go in my pajamas." Nicholle said.
"Whatever you want." Harry replied.
I heard them approach the door so I quickly ran off to my bedroom purposely leaving the door cracked so I could spy on them. How could Nicholle do this to me? I thought she liked me. Well i'm gonna spy on them. As soon as they left out the front door, I came out my bedroom and put my ear up to the door to wait to hear them to get in the elevator. Once I heard the elevator doors close, I opened the door to our suite quietly and sped off down the hallway towards the stairs. The elevator would be too obvious.
-Many Flights Of Stairs Later-
I finally reached the lobby and saw Nicholle and Harry walk out the front doors of the hotel. I walked casually through the lobby waving to the lady at the front desk and walked out the the hotel doors as well. I saw them walking to a street corner and getting into a cab. They then sped off. I called a cab too and told the man to follow the one Nicholle and Harry were in. 10 minutes later their cab stopped and we were in front of Georgina's. A casual restaurant. I suppose Harry picked the restaurant since he knew London like he knew the curls on his head, and because he knew they would accept the fact that Harry and Nicholle were in their pajamas. They got out and walked into the restaurant. I followed shortly after. They got a table in the far back right corner of the restaurant. I got a small table for myself at a good distance from their table so they couldn't really see me but I could see them.
-1 hour later-
I've been here for and hour watching Nicholle and Harry laugh and talk as if they've known each other for years. I'm starting to get kinda jealous. I looked up and Harry paid the bill and left a tip. I paid my bill and left a tip as well. For the rest of the night I followed Nicholle and Harry all around town looking at different buildings and stores and statues. They looked so content together. I wish I was the one hanging out with Nicholle. Not Harry. It was getting late and I heard Nicholle say she was tired. But then something totally unexpected happened...looks like i'm not the only one following Nicholle and Harry....
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This Is Us
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