Niall, My Hero

Chapter 8 "Dressed To The Nines"

Shannon's POV

I walk through the hallway staring at my empty plate that was once full of delicious pancakes, they truly were yummy.

Turning into the kitchen I set the plate in the dishwasher, ill do a load right before we leave.

Making a mental note I walk back to the living room. I turn the corner into the small living place to find it exactly how I found it: Niall seeming bored and staring off in space, and Harry and Kathleen looking like the cutest couple on earth.

"Hey guys, I'm going to get dressed now. Were going shopping after, right?"

"Of course! Hurry before Harry changes his mind!" Kathleen chirps and launches out of her seat, scurrying towards me and ushering me out the room and through the hallway. We are completely alone now.

"What was that!" I question laughing trying to stop her pushing.

"Ok, ok!" she stops and pretend-wipes beads of sweat from her forehead, her chest playfully rising and falling, she really Is something. "I just wanted to let you know you should wear something sexy today."

"Excuse me?" I give her a questionable look and a small grin, raising my eyebrow.

"Like for...you know who." she smirks and elbows me in the side.

"What?" I have no idea who she is taking about.

"The hot blondie in your very own living room! Duh!" She yell-whispers and playfully slaps my arm. "C'mon Shannon! Get with the program!" a smile falls upon my face In embarrassment.

"Ohhh!" I finally get it, Im really stupid sometimes.

"Finally!" she giggles, "Ok so now that you know who I'm talking about, go and put your most decent clothes, ok?" She sucks in air almost fearing my reaction, a smile stuck on her face.

"Fine, but only this once." I laugh and run up my steps, hearing Kathleen's laughter in the background.

I launch myself up the stairs taking two at a time, almost tripping I stumble into my room. I take a good look at the small space; the tiny bed placed in the middle of the scruffy carpet, two teal side tables holding random trinkets, and a plain black desk with one of those swirly chairs in the corner. Not much, but perfect for me. I like simple things.

I walk over to my closet to examine the clothing I haven't already stuffed in my duffel. Opening the sliding mirrors I immediately think of what Niall would like on me. My mom has always told me to dress for myself and not for others, but this time I feel an exception to the rule is necessary.

I search through my clothes, "No..no..definitely not.."

I look at the badass dress I wore to the party, I really should return it to Paige.

Then I hesitate, wait Niall liked me in the dress..? Then I do something I thought I would never do, I quickly stuff it in my duffel.

When it's securely in I slip on one of my flowery Hollister dresses, one of those beachy strapless ones.

I look in the mirror and like what I see, except for one thing...my hair. I've never liked my hair, it's always just sat on my shoulders limp and lifeless. I scrunch my nose. Searching my room I look for something to put in my hair; bow or flower maybe?

"Ah-ha!" I find a creamy colored chiffon hair bow on my desk. It matches my dress perfectly.

Grabbing the bow I make my way to my cramped bathroom. I snatch my moms curler and pug it the outlet above the sink. Attempting to curl my hair in wavy curls is harder than it looks, But for never using a curling iron in my entire life, I surprisingly did a pretty good job. I add the bow in the back clipping some strands of hair together to finish the look.

I admire my work in the bathroom mirror, I hope Niall likes it.

Making my way to my room I slip on some brown sandals with a sparkly starfish on the thong. The little starfishes are so cute, I wiggle my toes.

I lift my duffel and set it on my shoulder, extra careful not to mess up my hair.

My feet take one step at a time almost tripping on a few steps but I thankfully catch myself.

Entering the living room everyone is chatting and don't even notice me. "Hi guys." I feel warmness creep onto my face having all these people watch me.

"Wow." Niall gasps but quickly catches himself and stops gawking.

"You like it?" I ask unsure of my choice. I cover my chest with my arms.

"Do I like it..i love it Shannon! Why have you never worn this before?" Kathleen stands then winks.

Noticing my new hairstyle she bursts out "Shannon, Loving the new hair." A smile creeps onto my face.

"You look really lovely, Shannon." it's Niall he's standing behind Kathleen smiling at me taking me in, head to toe.

"Thank you." I smile, I accomplished what I was hoping for, to impress Niall.

"So what do you say we get going?" Kathleen says excitingly clapping her hands and jumping off the floor. She looks from me to Harry then Niall, "You ready? Mine and Harry's bags are in Harry's car. And Niall has his stuff In his car." she smiles

"Yup, I got everything in here." I gesture to my duffel and adjust it on my shoulder.

Niall calmly walks over to me, raining with confidence. "I can take that for you." he smiles and slips the duffel off my shoulder and onto his.

"Thanks." I blush

"No problem, beautiful." he gives a crooked smile and right there I think I just died. How does he do this to me? He makes me weak against my will and I have absolutely no control over it, it just happends. I just hope I don't do anything stupid. C'mon Shannon you got this.