Pour Your Love (Diall)

Chaptah Eleven - Weyhey In Manhattan

And, we're back in the making of Pour Your Love! I've always wondered why I entitled it like that. It could have been... Applause. Lol, just kidding.

The Sports Festival is finally over!!! Freedom from my sporty classmates, the heat and those damn people who don't give a damn. And, I can update faster!

Maybe, when I make Chaptah Twelve, I will use the computer. So, I can show you guys some pics.

The Liam Fanfiction is entitled "The One To Blame". And, the first chapter will be made on the computer. Hurrah.

@nicholefanfic, me too! But, I'm more of a Lovatic.

Without further ado, here is my soup and Chaptah Eleven, Weyhey In Manhattan!

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Niall's P.o.V.

Of course, I told the whole management to get Demi wear the clothes she wore in the Get Back music video. In a bigger size, though. Demi is growing up, so, she needs bigger clothes.

I wore my own choice of clothes. But, they're simple. A black shirt, pants, a leather jacket, and shades. And, I brought an umbrella. For the clothing, don't forget the underwear. Harry sometimes forgets. Well, let us never mention that in our lives again!

Anyway, after fixing myself up, Louis entered the room and gawked at my (fabulous) appearance.

"Niall, why the hell are you dressed like that?" He asked. "You look way better than me!"

"It's in the genes, bro. Blame my parents and ancestors for my beautiful looks," I smirked. Then, Harry suddenly came out of nowhere and ran.

"NOUIS IS REAL!!!" He yelled.

"NO, LARRY STYLINSON IS!!!" We yelled back. But, he was nowhere to be seen.

"Back to the topic, why are you dressed up like that?" Boo asked again. BOOBEAR!!!

"Going on a date with DemiBoo," I answered. "Sorry for using your name for my wonderful girlfriend."

"DemiBoo is what you can think of? Why not Demi Pie?" He asked. "You love Demi and food, so, it's perfect."

"Lou, please, be reminded of the next sentence," I smiled. "I DO NOT INTEND TO EAT DEMETRIA DEVONNE LOVATO, ONE OF THE MOST FAMOUS POPSTARS IN THE WHOLE FREAKING WORLD, A.K.A. MY GIRLFRIEND!!!"

"Well, good luck on your date, though," He grinned as I left.

"I surely miss these clothes," Demi smiled at me as she looked at her outfit. "How many years has it been since I last wore this outfit? Seven years?"

"Maybe."

"Wow, thank you for making me remember the smallest things in life," She pecked my cheek. "So, where are we going anyway, Nialler?"

"Currently, we're making our weyhey in Manhattan," I answered. "You see, the theme of our date is Get Back music video."

Her jaw dropped and she hugged me so tight. "I love you, Nialler! THANK YOU SOOOO MUCH!!!"

"You're welcome, DemiBoo," I grinned. "Anything for you, the greatest girlfriend and popstar in the world."

"Awwww!" She kissed my lips. The smallest moments shall be remembered.

After eating dinner (Time passes so quickly), I took her to the Manhattan Bridge, blindfolded. Well, not really the bridge itself. Instead, I took her to the abandoned building where they filmed the video. Did you know that her hair was like the old days (2008 days) and her bandmates were there. Yep, I'm the best boyfriend in the whole universe!

"Can I remove it now?" She asked.

"As you wish!"

When she removed it, her eyes widened and she cried tears of joy.

"Demi, don't cry now," I said, smirking. "You have more people who are waiting for you than your bandmates."

By the way, how did we get to Manhattan when we were in England? Simple: Simon's private jet. And, it was so fast and convenient! So, I got to take her to the finest date in the history of love. I am the best person evaaahhh!!!!!

Anyway, she turned around and gasped. All of her fans since 2008 were there and she was already crying.

"Demi," I called to her as I patted her back. "You've got a song to perform. This is your night where you get to bring back the memories of fun and friendship."

She kissed me and started to perform. Of course, everything went perfect. In a corner, I took out a small jar of nutella and started eating. And, by small, I mean big. I also started to watch her perform her songs in the Don't Forget Album. It's been seven years and still, she knows every single word in the songs.

When The Middle came up, she smiled at me.

"This song is dedicated to the greatest boyfriend ever who is now eating a huge jar of Nutella, Niall Horan!" She smiled.

After the performances, we went back to the private jet and got back to England, holding hands.

"Thank you so much for the best date ever, Nialler," She smiled at me sincerely. "I will never ever forget this one. You made me experience the best. I love you."

"I love you too, DemiBoo," I kissed her. She kissed back.

After a somewhat long makeout session, I went back to the One Direction house. I didn't want to be at my place for a while. I wanted to hang with the boys.

"How's the date?" Liam asked. I turned on the TV and the news for Demi's performance in Manhattan was shown. Their jaws dropped and I smirked at them.

"Tell me how to do that!" Harry yelled.

"DIY," I smiled and went to sleep. I will never ever forget this date The deep sleep is starting to invade my body. My eyes finally closed.

"You're gonna regret that," A girl voice said. I turned around to see a brunette girl who looks like twenty and was crossing her arms at me. Well, this doesn't look like Demi. And, this also doesn't look good.

"What do you mean?" I asked. Then, she kissed my lips and Demi was there, in front of us. She started crying and then ran away. I stopped kissing the girl and ran after her.

While running after her, every single memory of the good times with Demi started to fade. Then, I was stopped by a huge door. The door had a tag which said "Forget".

This isn't good.

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Cliffy for all of you! Sorry!

So, wait for the next Chaptah!

Byeeee!

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