Niall's POV
It is now Friday. I haven't stopped thinking about Liz since I last saw her on Wednesday when I went to her highschool to shoot our new video. I couldn't get her out of my mind. Her beautiful green eyes. The way they shined every time she laughed or even just smiled.
I loved them. She looked so happy. Like she didn't have a care in the world.
I can't believe how much I like her. After all, I recently just met her. Even though I feel like she's someone I've known my whole life.
I decided to get out of me flat and take a walk.
I went to get a hoodie and sunglasses so the fans wouldn't recognize me. Good thing it wasn't one of the unpredictable hot days or people would think I'm insane.
On my way out, I made sure to get my keys, my phone and my wallet.
As I was walking I was taking in all my surroundings. When suddenly, I bumped into someone.
"ohh, sorry," we both said.
"it's okay," we said simultaneously. That was when I recognized who I bumped into.
"Liz," I said. It sounded like I was ecstatic about seeing her again. And It was the truth. No matter how hard I tried, I wasn't going to be able to hide my excitement. I knew it would be impossible. For some reason I didn't want to either. If Harry or Zayn were here, they would have told me to be cool.
"Niall?" she questioned unsure if it was really me.
"yeah," I said taking off my sunglasses a bit so she could see it was really me.
"hey!"
"hi, how are you doing?"
"It's been, alright," she says with a smile. "How about you?"
"it's been alright as well," I responded. "hey you want to get something to eat?"
"umm... sure!" she answered.
"there's a pizzeria down the block. Would you like to go there?" I asked
"yep. where ever you say is fine with me."
we started heading to the pizzeria I mentioned. the entire way there we were conversing.
finally, we arrived at the place. I was starving.
"what would you like to order?" I asked.
"you pick," she said.
"fine,"
as if on cue, the waiter came to take our order.
"what would you like to order," she said in a fake cheery tone. the one that waiters usually use with all their costumers.
"we would like two pizzas with everything on top," I said
"without mushrooms" Liz added.
"without mushrooms," I repeated.
"would you like anything to drink?" the girl said.
" a liter of coke,"
"would that be all?
"yes, thank you" I responded.
while we waited for our meal to arrive, we kept talking. it didn't take long until the pizza came, though.
I looked at it with awe.
"looks good," we both said. we do that a lot. every time it happens, we laugh it off.
we started devouring the pizza and before we knew it it was all gone. once we finished I knew Liz would have to go. I didn't want her to, though. I really enjoyed being around her.
after we had our argument about who should pay ( I won and we agreed i would pay and she would leave the tip), we left the pizzeria.
"it's really getting dark. I should go." she said. I really didn't want her to go.
"would you like to stay at my flat tonight?"
"umm.. I don't know. I wouldn't want to be a bother."
"you wouldn't be a bother. besides I'm alone a little company won't be bad. unless you don't want to."
"I do, I do," she answered quickly, "its just that what would I tell my parents. they wouldn't just let me go to an older boy's house."
"then just tell them you're going to a friend's house." I said still trying to convince her.
"well, okay."
Just like that, we were heading to my house. I was feeling victorious. Liz was spending the night at my house.
Nice.
