This Is Us

Stalker...

Niall's POV:

   I noticed that I wasn't the only one stalking Nicholle and Harry. You would think that it would be Louis stalking them considering he doesn't agree with Harry trying to get with Nicholle. But it wasn't Louis. It wasn't Liam and it certainly wasn't Zayn. Actually, I've never seen this person before. He doesn't look familiar at all. He was wearing black skinny jeans with a red hoodie and grey sneakers. He had shaggy dark brown hair and what looks like blue eyes. They looked almost as blue as mine, just a little bit darker. He had a few freckles on his cheeks and a clear complexion. He was tanned and had a dimpled chin. He was hiding behind a trash can in an old messed up alleyway. He was just staring at Nicholle with a glint of happiness in his eyes. I don't know how long he's been following them but now I see how creepy I look when im stalking them.

   I must've been staring for a while because this mystery guy was staring right back at me. His blue eyes staring intently into mine as if he were trying to burn holes into my soul. Almost as if he was trying to read me. I got kinda freaked out so I turned around and started walking back towards the hotel so when Nicholle and Harry finally get home, they wont suspect anything. I've gotta find out who that guy is and why he was stalking Nicholle and Harry. Whoever he may be, I just hope he's not trying to hurt them in any kind of way. Or else....

Nicholle's POV:

  

    I was having the best time with Harry tonight. I think we could be really good friends. We were laughing, talking, cracking jokes, sharing a few secrets here and there. And just getting to know each other. But I couldn't help but have an ominous(suspicious) feeling the whole time. But I wasn't going to let that ruin my night with Harry. It was getting late and I was getting kinda tired from walking around and laughing so much. I swear, I never thought that I'd ever be friends with a celebrity, four-nippled, British singer. Harry had called a cab. I was ready to go home. I think he was too.

"Did you have fun tonight, love?" asked Harry

"I sure did Harry," I replied, "I sure did."

Harry chuckled, "Enough to maybe hang out again sometime soon?"

"Mhm definately."

      The cab finally showed up. Harry opened the door for me and I climbed in. He followed right after me. He closed the door and I rested my head on Harry's shoulder after we put on our seatbelts. Tonight was just wonderful. But then my mind drifted off back to the feeling of being watched the whole time while out with Harry. I wonder why I felt that way. I dont know but I'm too tired to figure it out. I'll figure it out in the morning. As soon as I got into my bedroom I plugged my phone in to the charger and went to bed since I already had my pajamas on.