As soon as the door of Niall's flat opens we stumble inside and I take my previous spot which was the black leather couch.
Niall disappears inside his bedroom. I can only hear his faded voice, obviously speaking with someone on the phone.
I drive my attention to the television and wait for Niall to get out of his room.
Moments later I could hear his footsteps nearing. I turn my head around and see him walking towards the couch I'm sitting on. He flashes me a little smile so I smile back at him and he takes a spot next to me.
"So tell me about yourself" I hear Niall request.
I have no idea what to tell.
"What do you wanna know?" I ask him turning towards him.
"Full name, Age, phone number, relationship status...You know what I mean yeah?"
He sounds polite, obviously faking being so.
"Well...I'm Ronica Doyle, I'm nineteen, and I'm single" I answer him ignoring his phone number request."Your turn" I say and raise him an eyebrow.
"I'm Niall and I'm twenty" He answers with his attention drawn to the television.
Why am I here, I could be now at home in my room with my laptop scrolling through websites sipping a cup of tea, but instead I'm at some strangers' flat who won't speak up.
"I'm having friends over in a bit" Niall informs me with no interest behind his voice.
"Oh, yeah sure I understand, and I have to leave anyway but tell me where the nearest bus stop is so I can leave please" I say nervously and get up from his couch.
He grabs my wrist and pulls me down back to the couch.
"Why are you leaving?" He asks, eyes waiting for an answer.
"Well you are going to be having friends over and I don't want to interrupt you and your friends or ti be a distraction, and I also have to go back home anyway" I answer smiling. I'm trying to sound as less nervous as possible because I'd look like a total idiot in front of him if I sounded the total opposite. I'm trying to keep my voice and actions normal.
He just laughed.
"You can stay you know? I'd still want to fuck you even if I have friends over"
"Niall!" I whisper-shout at him with total embarrassment, and I'm probably as red as a tomato by now.
"I'm joking" He lets go of my wrist and motions for me to sit in my previous sitting position.
A few minutes passed and all I did through them is to scroll through my phone,
I'm starting to feel hungry, I feel like I could eat a whale or something.
"I'm gonna order us some food to eat, I'm hungry" I state as I get up and dial Domino's Pizza's number. Their pizza is just perfect.
"I'd rather eat you" I hear Niall say and chuckle afterwards. I glare at him and just as I do so the worker on the phone picks the line up.
I ordered two large sized pepperoni pizzas and coke for us.
"And what's you address miss?" The worker whom I'm speaking to on the phone asks.
Right, I have no fucking idea where the fuck I am right now. Great.
"Erm,.. Just give me a second" I say and go back to Niall.
"Niall, tell him your address. You know so they can deliver the food yeah?" I say as I handle my phone to Niall.
Meanwhile Niall's on the phone, I make my way to his kitchen. I must say it looks nice and quite modern.
I start searching for plates and cups until I finally find them.
I picked out two plates and two cups and made my way back into the living room. I noticed my phone between Niall's hands as I was placing what's between my hands on the table.
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FanfictionNiall, tats and hangouts. Ronica, unclassified ***WARNING*** includes mature content, and reading from this point on is your own responsibility.