Change ❖ Niall Horan

Date night

Niall POV

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"Wow, you look quite sexy tonight." I spoke.

"Thank you" Ana blushed.

I opened the door for her to hop in, i closed the door and went round to hop in myself. We drove 15 minutes until we reached the fancy resturant i had prepared for her. A famous french restuarant Bleu Bird Ashore.

We arrive there i gave her my arm gesturing her to link arms. She does so, we walk up the steps the waiter greets and points us to our table and asks us what we want to order.

"I'll have Steak au poivre and my lady will have as i waited for her to answer.

"i'll have the Coq au vin" she giggled as she didn't know how to pronounce.

"This is really amazing and what do you mean "my" girl?." Ana blushed.

"I like you". I told her unexpectedly.

"You..you what?" she said while she gulped her water.

"I like you, a lot actually. I replied. "What..why?". she questioned.

"Well first, you're amazingly beautiful, two you're intelligent and you care more about your education then your looks and i respect that and i liked you ever since you moved here in fourth grade". I explained.

She said nothing, nothing at all.

" This is where you speak, Ana" i said while running my hand through my hair.

"Just making this clear, when i moved here in 4th grade. We became bestfriends after and i started to like you..like i had the biggest crush on you. I thought you were the cutiest boy there, you had that cute little smile and your hair was always perfect. But when high school came you became a big jerk you changed everything that was amazing about you.." She grunted.

She took a breathe and spoke "This is why i'm confused on why you are doing all this for me."

"You had a crush on me? Are you serious? i gasped.

"Yeah, i guess so." she replied while fiddled with her napkin.

"Your meal is served." the waiter interrupted.

"Enjoy", as the waiter place the plates infront of Ana and I.

Ana picked up the cutlery and started to cut through her food. i did the same, trying to break the awkward silence.

"I'm sorry. I whispered "Let me make it up to you." I pleaded.

A worried smile was on her face. Hopefully i can make it through to her that i have changed. For her especially.

We finished out meals and i asked her

"Do you want to dance?" I asked her with a big smile.

"I don't know how to dance maybe when we are older i might dance." She chuckled.