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Chapter 17 - Date Night

Chapter 17; Date Night
Maxxon Chase's P.O.V. :


"Niall, stop."


"But, baaaaabe."


"But whaaaaaat?"


"Just one more- got you!" I push Niall's hands away, rolling over on the sand. "No fair!" Niall pouts, rolling onto his side to stare at me. "You're so far away and all I want is a kiss." I poke my tongue out at Niall.


"Well, too bad. That's what you get for trying to tickle me," I say, reaching forward to tangle my fingers with his. "Besides, you're like the Boy Who Cried Wolf. Was that what is was called?" I question, furrowing my eyebrows together. "I better look that up later."


"Yeah, later," Niall says, scooting over to me. He wraps his arms around my body and leans his forehead on mine. "This is so weird, y'know?" He says. I'm not sure if it's a rhetorical question or not, but I continue with the conversation.


"What's weird?" I ask. "The fact you're trying to seem taller than me by sliding up or the fact were cuddling?"


"The fact you're my girlfriend now." I furrow my eyebrows. "It's just... Wow. I've been having feelings for you since I met you and now I can finally say you're mine. Not only that but the fact you're older than me."


"I always knew you liked older women, Ni." Niall chuckles. "Besides, I don't think its weird. I think it's cute how you're still so overprotective of me. It's only been four days since we've started dating, Niall."


"I just... Never mind."


"No, c'mon, tell me." Niall shakes his head. "Please? Honesty is key in a relationship, am I right?" Niall sighs.


"It's just that I feel like... Like a rebound..." I frown.


"What? No, you're not a rebound, Niall. And you're never going to be. I like you because you're cute and sweet and you. Not because I can't find anyone else. Besides," I say, my nineteen year old self coming out again. "Have you seen me? I'm per-fect."


"So, you're saying I'm not a rebound from Zayn?" Niall asks, blue eyes staring deep into my soul. Whoa, that's weird. Kinda creepy as well but this is Niall were talking about. Whatever.


"Zayn and I never had a thing. It's me and you now, Charming."


"Alright, if you say so, princess."


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"Hello?" I ask, standing in front if my computer. I'm squinting my eyes at the screen while trying to straighten my hair. "Zayn, is that you?" I ask, staring at the dark screen. I hear a click and suddenly I can see Zayn's face clearly. "Oh, hey."


"Hey, Max. How are you?" Zayn asks. I shrug my shoulders, slipping my grey Minnie Mouse jumper over my head. I adjust my hair in the mirror behind the laptop. "Where are you going?" Zayn quizzes from the screen.


"I'm going to the carnival with Niall. It's down by the hotels. On the boardwalk. We're going now because most of the families leave around six and it's seven so... What about you? Why are you fancy looking?" I ask, finally taking a seat in front of my dresser.


"Oh, I'm meeting with the CEOs of France in a bit. Well, the CEO. He's bringing his daughter. Perrie Edwards." I raise my eyebrows. "Yeah, I think you've met her at the CEO Meeting."


"Oh, blonde chick? She's really nice. Really talkative too." My ears perk up at the sound of footsteps coming up the stairs. "Listen, Zayn, I gotta go." There's a knock at my bedroom door "come in!" I shout. "By Zee," I smile at Niall as he walks in. "I have to go. Niall's ready and I'm buzzing, see ya!" I say, waving at the screen.


The last thing I see is Zayn's poker face waving back at me.


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"Niall, it's alright, I don't even have space for it, love," I say. I'm currently trying to coax Niall out of wasting his money on a stupid carnival game. It started with me saying how cute the Pikachu stuffed animal was.


"No, its alright, Max. I'm getting you the stuffed animal." I sigh, taking a step back.


I watch as Niall slaps a five dollar bill into the guy running the game's hand. The guy hands Niall a squirter and motions for him to sit with the other guys behind the counter, who are probably winning something for their girlfriend too.


As much as I didn't want Niall to spend money on me, I couldn't help but get excited as Niall took a massive lead in filling the tube up to the top. I cheered for my boyfriend until he won. He pointed the Pikachu out to the guy, who handed it to me.


Niall struts over to me, handing me the yellow teddy. I nuzzle my head into it before hugging Niall. "Y'know, the only reason I wanted it is because it reminded me of you." Niall chuckles, gently pressing his lips to mine.


"Why can't we be that cute?" I hear someone whisper. I whip around to find a couple of only 16 staring at us. The girl looks at us with adoration while the guy just huffs. I chuckle, turning back to Niall. He takes my hand in his and tangles our fingers together. I hold Pikachu close to my chest with the other arm.


"Where to next?" Niall asks, walking down the boardwalk with me right beside him. Suddenly, he stops. I bump into his side and send him a questioning look. "I think I've found the next stop."


I follow Niall's gaze only to find myself looking at one of those tacky art stands. Y'know, the ones were they draw you but really cartoonish and with big heads. "Niall, I'm pretty artistic and I don't think this is gonna end well," I mumble.


"Don't worry, I'm going to draw you."


"What?"


"Y'know, I was expecting you to pull a Rose and be like 'Draw me like one of your French girls' or something, but I guess not." I giggle, letting Niall guide me over to the stand.


After a long conversation with one of the artists, they finally gave Niall the seat. I took a seat across from him, and sent him a childish smile. Niall smiles back, putting the pencil to the paper and beginning to draw.





It's twenty-five minutes later and a big crowd has formed around Niall. There's people watching in awe as he draws. Sadly, I still can't stand up from my seat. I sit still and wait for Niall to finish. I'm nervous to see how he draws me but I'm excited to see his artwork again.


It's twenty minutes after that when Niall finally finishes. He stands up and walks over to me. He stretches his hand out to me and I gently take it. Niall pulls me up and into his chest. He leans his forehead on mine, looking down on me. There's still a couple people who still linger around, watching us.


"I want you to understand that how I drew you is how I see you. So, please, don't tell me it's hideous or terrible because you're perfect to me," Niall mumbles. I nod, letting Niall lead me around to see the canvas.


I gasp, dropping Pikachu on the floor. I gently place a finger one the canvas, tracing the delicate lines of the background.


Of course it's me. But it's a different me. It's me, sitting in front of the dock, holding Pikachu, looking straight at whoever looks at this drawing with fondness in my eyes. It's me, but a whole better, nicer, greater person.


"Niall, I-I don't know what to say," I utter out, turning around to face him. "It's absolutely beautiful."


"You're beautiful," Niall says, taking my hand in his and leaning down to press a gentle kiss to my lips.


"Don't forget it."


[Y'all don't freak out. Max and Niall aren't permanent. I used to post previews on the twitter MaxVsZayn and if you read one of them, you'd see what happens.]

Enjoy! X