Chapter 2- That irritating message

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I ordered, just a piece of burger and coke. Niall ordered the same, 

''how come you just want burger?'' i asked him, since he said a while ago he was hungry.

''I just feel like i lost my apetite with that annoying cop a while ago'' he answered without looking as he was busy texting, on his left hand was gripping the burger.

''Okay then'' i answered, And the whole time was Quiet. I'd never stop staring at him, while he was biting at his burger then, text on his phone. He looks so cute with his eyebrows furrowed and serious face together with his blonde hair that goes to his left side. 

''stop staring, take a picture it'll last longer'' he teased, still without looking. How can he manage to notice me? He's busy still he noticed i'm staring?

''Sure'' i answered, and he stop texting and look at me. ''are you serious?'' he asked.

''Yes, now smile'' i said, and he did smile, 

''Sweet'' i said, and he busied himself to his phone once again. I made his picture my wallpaper. It's his first picture that I take personally. What a sweet memory.

After eating, Niall stood up and I follow him from behind. 

''We'll going home, and tomorrow, Cheng will accompany you to the wedding store so you can choose your wedding gown'' he said, and I'm smiling hearing he wants me to choose my wedding gown.

''that's sweet, sure'' i answered and with that, he blasted the road again. He just don't stop driving like a mad racer. 

Once he parked the car, I know were home. The house was warming and inviting. It looks like a resthouse, Penthouse should I say. Everything was designed by his father. Creative.

The doors, windows was made of bulletproof glass, Customized football style couches. And a basket ball ball designed table. I swear, I'm drouling.

White and blue was the wall paint color. And the stair was a floating designed, with no arm hand, I swear you'll get scared every step, thingking it might broke and you'll fall. Once I step at the second floor. Again more drouling.

On my lest side, was his customized, wall lamp frame he was posting, one hand at his pocket and the other was holding his bruno mars hat-like, and he's doing the seductive pose biting his lower lip, with his shirt unbottoned. And ohmygod I just can't get enough. I swear I can stare at this one for like forever.

I look at my right side, and I saw a table again, and it was a round mahogany table, surrounded by again football gloves couch. And on it's side, a bookshelf, with all kind of interesting books and comics, manga and anything. OHMYGOD THIS HOUSE IS SO FREAKING PERFECT.

I got interrupted by someone cleared their throat. I saw Niall holding two mugs. ''have some cereal coffee?'' he asked. 

I took it, How sweet of him to make me one. ''Thanks'' i said, and he nodded.

''that can help you sleep more better'' he said and with that, he walked away.

I decided to choose a book while sipping at my cereal coffee, I saw a book entitled ''Me Talk Pretty One Day'' By: David Sedaris.

I keep laughing like an idiot, because I swear it killed me with his funny book. OMG i'm so dead.

Then I heard a door creak, so I put my attention in it, seeing Niall and he had the sleepy face.

''you still not sleeping?! it's 10pm already TRISH, and you need to be up at 8am tomorrow'' he commanded.

I nodded, and put the book back to the shelf, but I remeber what page I am.

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