Unsolved Mysteries *stopped*

14.3 Sunday

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"So, do you want to meet them or not? You don't have to if you don't want to."

Do i want to meet them? I think Niall wants me to and after what he just told me, i feel like i should do something for him, instead of being my usual egoistic self. If they don't like me, that's tough. If Niall wants to stop with whatever the two of us have for that reason, he's not the person i thought he'd be. I will stop being a pussy.

"Okay."

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I feel Niall giving my hand another squeeze and he flashes me a reassuring smile.

"Great. Do you mind meeting up at my place?" Niall asks.

"Some fan will definitely recognize us if all of One Direction are in the same place. We wouldn't get a single private moment."

I nod thankfully. He knows i don't like being around people, so being at his place when i meet them comes as wonderful news.

We just stare at each other for a few minutes, enjoying the peaceful quietness until Chester decides to jump on my lap.

"Chester!" I scold him. He's not supposed to jump on me, ruining nice moments.

Niall already started laughing when Chester's paws reached my lap, but now he's laughing even harder. I shake my head in disbelief at the two males.

Moments like these are so perfect, so idyllic. Where we just laugh and bicker and have a good time. I wish i could live the rest of my life feeling like i am now, without worries.

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"Do you think that's okay?"

I ask hesitantly, eying myself in the mirror in my bedroom.

After breakfast we talked a little while and i eventually decided to get ready. So Niall showered, called his friends and i went through my cupboard. Now I'm wearing dark red skinny jeans, a black top and a denim jacket.

"Phee, you look great. It doesn't matter what you wear."

I've been using Niall as an adviser, but he's not very good at it.

"Are you sure? Maybe i should just wear a hoodie." I turn, to inspect myself from a different angle while Niall groans.

"No, we need to get going. Just wear that."

He's so impatient! I pout at myself in the mirror and make a quick list in my head of what i still have to do:

Makeup, hair, shoes, Chester.

I'll never make that.

"Niall, can you take Chester for a quick round while i finish up?"

He lifts himself off the bed, probably eager to get away from me.

"Yeah, sure. Hurry up though."

I nod absent-mindedly, already mentally preparing the rest of my look. After one quick glance at the mirror i make my way towards the bathroom and apply some light makeup. Just enough to make me look presentable, but not too much. My face is whiter than usual, probaly because I'm a little ill, so i need to apply some blush. I'm really nervous, and my hands are shaking, but in the end, I'm pleased with the way it worked out.

I've just pulled my hair into a high ponytail when I hear the door open and close. Niall's back.

Quickly making my way to the hall, where Niall is already waiting, i slip on some black boots and grab my coat and handbag.