Live Love and Niall Horan

Chapter Seven

LIVE LOVE AND NIALL HORAN
Chapter Seven

Liam's phone buzzed as soon as Niall and I put the white polos back.

"Hello?"

"Yeah. We left you 5 year olds."

"No, we're in Hollister next door, but we're leaving now."

"Alright, bye."

"They're done fooling around in there," Liam announced as he slid his phone back in his pocket. "They're right outside."

"Let's go then," I said, quickly checking my hair in a mirror. 

All good. 

'Why wouldn't be?' a voice in my head snarls. 'Remember who daddy is?'

Pushing the voice out of my head, I followed Niall and Liam out of the store, to where the rest of the boys were waiting.

"Ditchers," Louis sang, giving Liam a playful shove. 

"Not my fault you were acting like children," Liam reminded him. "Where to next?"

"Here," Harry practically dashed into a boxers store. "You guys know I have only like 6 pairs, and I kinda lost a few..."

"Gross," I wrinkled my nose. I was quite possibly the only female in the entire store. "I think I'll wait outside..."

"I'll wait with you," Niall seconded, following me out.

We found a bench just outside to sit on and I distracted my attention away from the store, not wanting to see what was going on in there. Luckily, Niall didn't either.

"So," he drummed his fingers on his knees. "I bet you've never been on a shopping trip like this."

I laughed. "True. I mostly go with my girls or by myself."

"Never gone with a guy?" Niall raised his eyebrows. 

"No, I have," I shrugged. "Mostly when they're sitting in the boyfriend chair, watching me try stuff on."

Niall muttered something that strangely sounded like, "I'd want a turn in that chair."

I swear my heart stopped. "P-pardon?"

"Nothing," he smiled. What did he say?! "So, anything besides shopping you're good at?"

I'd probably be amazing at kissing you, I thought to myself before shaking my head. "No, not really. I'm not really exceptionally good at anything. I'm just normal at everything."