Yasmines P.O.V.
After breakfast with Harry, he took me to his car. He put on some music on the stereo and we sang along together, he was so much fun, plus he was so attractive. But I couldn't quite push Niall out of my head on the car ride to the interview. I knew I liked him, and I knew I liked Harry, but which one did I like more?
Sure Niall was sweet and had a big heart, and sure Harry was funny and great to be around. But which one of them was the one I liked most? I pushed the thought away, why was I even thinking about this anyways? It's not like either of them like me half as much as I like them.
When we stepped outside of his car, fans where at our feet. I was scared and back away a little "What's wrong?" asked Harry.
"They're a little scary," I said about the fans.
"Oh don't worry." he toke my hand, and led me through them. His hand was on mine. HE WAS TOUCHING ME. I could feel myself shaking under his touch, but I didn't care. I walked along with him and into the building where the interview would take place. I do admit, that when Harry held my hand, I completely forgot about Niall, does that mean that he's the one?
Niall's P.O.V.
When Harry and Yasmine arrived, they were holding hands. I tried my best not to get up and hit Harry, by the time the interviewer gathered all of us boys and put us in one place to be interviewed, Yasmine shied away and walked out on us.
I smiled, this was my chance "Excuse me, can I go to the bathroom?" I asked the interviewer.
"Oh sure, I'll get started with the rest of the boys." she said, and I slipped out of the room. It was a good thing it was only a magazine interview, because she would have made me stick around if it was on TV.
I walked around the halls, looking for Yasmine but couldn't seem to find her anywhere. Soon enough, I found myself in front of the girls bathroom, I didn't knock, carefully stepping inside, I found Yasmine on the floor next to the sink.
"YAS!" I yelled, running over to help her up "Are you okay?"
She nodded her head, resting in my arms "Yeah, you know I'm just a little sick." she said, I remembered that she was sick from the gut shot she got from the gun fight.
Yasmine's P.O.V.
Since I was so excited about breakfast with Harry, I forgot to take my medicine, without it I could get uneasy and tend to faint a lot. Once I got into the bathroom, ready to take the shot, I felt dizzy falling to my knees. It didn't take long before Niall came running in, and helped me sit straight. He looked at me with such concern, that with him there I forgot about everything, even Harry.
"You know I'm just a little sick." I responded to his question "give me my bag please?" I pointed to my tote bag, he pulled it up to me.
"thanks." I said, pulling out the shot I had to take in my wrist.
"do you need help with that?" he asked. I didn't need help with it, but I didn't say so, instead I slipped him the shot and watched as he slipped it into my wrist.
"here you go," he whispered.
"All better."
I smiled, mumbling a thank you.
"So um, Yas, I was wondering if maybe you'd like to go out tomorrow night. On a date." My eyes doubled in size my jaw dropping, one of the two boys that I felt I liked more than just friends asked me out, did that mean I had to pick him over the other?
"Yes I would love to." I bit my lip.
"Great," he smiled "be ready at 6!"
"alright," I said and we went out of the bathroom and laughed and talked on our way back to the interview room.
So Niall had the courage to ask Yasmine out! What will happen next, do you think the date will go smoothly, and aren't you excited to know what Yasmine will wear? I know I am! xoxo- Yasmine
