I Ship Naela- Niall Horan Fanfiction

Chapter 7 - Dancing

Chapter 7

*Maela's POV*

I was still freaking out on the inside. I was actually talking  and drinking with Niall Horan. Destany, Victoria, DaRae, and Harry were still over there with Louis and Liam. Destany was probably freaking out right now. I bet her, Victoria, and DaRae are fangirling so hard right now. Hopefully they're trying to act cool like I am with Niall. In the inside, I'm dying, though.

We were talking to each other about our lives and what we are interested in. It's not like I didn't know everything about him, but it was nice to hear it from him in person. It's not likely at all, but if he were to ask me to leave with him, I would. I don't even care that I just met him in person. I would do things to that boy, but don't think about that right now, Maela. Right now, you are having a nice conversation with the boy. Don't ruin it.

What I still don't understand is why me. Out of all of the pretty girls in the entire bar; out of all the pretty girls in the entire world, he chose me. He chose me to actually walk up to and actually converse with. I'm really nothing special. I'm not that pretty. I'm not that skinny.

Get that out of your mind, Maela. He chose you. Accept it. This IS real. This IS happening.

"So, what's your favorite band?" He asked me, pulling me out of my thoughts of him.

"The Beatles, actually. They've been my favorite band since... Well, since the womb. I've been listening to old bands my entire life because my mom and dad were HUGE hippies." I bet he was expecting me to say One Direction, but that was the truth.

"That's really cool. I love The Beatles. I listened to a lot of them growing up, as well. They weren't my main thing, but they're really good." He replied.

"Yeah. They are. You guys are probably my second favorite band, to be honest." I confess to him.

He smiled and laughed a little bit at my confession. It was the truth. Truth is very important in a relationship.

I laughed to myself at my joke I made in my mind. I think he noticed. Shit. He probably thinks I'm talking to myself and I'm so psychopath.

Okay, chill, Maela. Maybe he thinks you're laughing with him.

"So, do you live in New Orleans?" He asked me trying to start a new conversation.

"No, actually," I tell him, "I live in Hattiesburg, Mississippi for College. University as you guys call it."

"Oh, yeah? What do you study at uni?" He asked me.

"I'm actually majoring in Theatre. I've been in a theatre group since my 6th year. I did a couple musicals in Middle School and a couple in High School. High School was mostly straight up plays, though. I just love acting so much. I love becoming a different person. It's my passion and I couldn't imagine doing anything else with my life. " I don't know why I told him all that. I could have just said Theatre, but it just came out.

He smiled at my answer.

"It's good that you're following your dreams. That's what I did. Look where I am now." He said to me.

He made me so happy. I was glad we could talk like normal people.

"So, you've been in musicals, huh? Does that mean you can sing?"

Wow. Was he really asking me if I could sing?

"I mean, I guess I can," I told him, "People have told I can before. I don't think I'm great, though." I laughed.

"I bet you're really good. You just don't know it yet." He reassured me.

"Well, it's a good thing singing isn't the main thing I want to do."