Pour Your Love (Diall)

Chaptah Twenty-Seven - We Just Got Mobbed

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I'm thinking about publishing The One To Blame next year. I have finished writing Chapter Four and I'm thinking I'll publish Chapter One when New Year's over. So, it'll be published in a pretty cool date.

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I personally think that stripes are much more comfortable than polka dots. Polka dots make me feel like being shot for like, a

hundred times.

My sister got eight different kinds of perfume and it's really funny that she gets most of them for her birthday and Christmas. And, she isn't really girly like Louis' sisters.

Okay, enough chitchat. Here is Chaptah Twenty-Seven - I Just Got Mobbed.

Enjoy.

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Niall's P.o.V.

After those interviews, we went back to Demi's room. Then, being a typical couple, we cuddled. I'm such a cuddler.

"So, getting married, eh?" Demi smirked. "That's surprising, Niall. You, getting married, to me."

"How is it surprising?" I asked. "After all, I'm in love with you so much unlike the rest. You're just so perfect."

She blushed. "You're so sweet. That is just so... sweet and a bit on the poetic side."

"Hehehe," I smiled. "Hey, wanna go shopping or something? I really, really think you need more clothes."

"Niall, are you sure you're straight or something?"

"WHAT THE HECK, DEMI," My eyes widened as she giggled. "YES, I AM STRAIGHT. That's why I'm in a BOYband. GEDDIT, PRINCESS?"

"Sorry," She laughed. "I just think you're turning girly because you can manage my clothes more than I can. Heehee."

I held her right hand. "Okay, okay. Now, let's go! There's a whole new level of clothes in your American mall!"

"I'm so sure you're turning girly..." She mumbled.

"What?" I asked, pretending that I didn't hear it.

"What do you mean 'what'? I didn't say anything."

"If you say so."

So, we did go shopping. We went to different shops and Demi tried on a bunch of clothing. Being the trusted gentleman, I paid for her clothes. First, she protested. But, I told her that it's fine and I prefer being the kind one.

After buying some clothes from a random store, we heard screaming and shrieking. Can I get something for alliteration? Anyway, we heard noise. Loud noises. Very loud. My princess tugged my shirt and then ran away. I turned around to see girls with their personalized Diall shirts.

SHOOT, WE ARE SO GETTING MOBBED!!!

I ran and ran and ran after Demi. When I caught up to her, she paused a bit, indicating that she was tired. But, the fangirls were nearing. So, I lifted her up and carried her bridal style.

"This is embarrassing..." Demi blushed immensely. "I told you we should have wore disguises..."

"NO TIME FOR THAT, QUEEN D!" I yelled and ran to the best hiding place possible while carrying my girlfriend in a bridal style.

We exited the mall and ran to my car. I let her enter the car before I entered it. I quickly started the engine and drove back to the hotel. Demi put the bags in the back and we sighed in relief when we got out of the mall.

"Never again..." Demi murmured as she wiped the sweat off of her forehead. "Thanks, Niall. But, I sure hope that no one got a video or picture of that and spreaded it to the whole world. That would just be embarrassing. Getting so mobbed."

"It happens to us everytime," I replied. "I'm sorry for carrying you bridal style. It was a reflex. But, wow. You're really light. Easy."

"You were feeling me?" She asked, a bit shocked.

"THAT'S NOT WHAT I MEANT, PRINCESS!" I yelled, blushing in embarrassment.

"Hehe. Thanks for the clothes, by the way. You're so sweet."

I smiled. "No problem. Do you have a bottle of water?"

Demi opened her bag and there was a bottle of water. She handed it to me and I drank it.

"Thanks," I murmured as I handed it back to her. "Next time, we'll wear disguises and hide. Or, bring Paul along."

"Paul?" She asked.

"He's our... GUARD. But, he's really kind. He's much more fatherly than Liam," I answered. "I came here with him."

She slapped my arm lightly. "Why didn't you tell me that?"

"I just want to go... private today," I smirked at her. "You know, being alone with my girlfriend. Heh."

"NIALL, YOU'RE SUCH A PERV!" She yelled at me and laughed. "Simon said you were pure!"

"Oh, I'm not the pervert," I said. "Harry influenced us all. But, someday, we'll reach that level."

"Niall, CAN WE NOT DISCUSS THIS EVER AGAIN?"

"Never again," I snickered.

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