The ride to the café wasn't as bad as Zach thought. No one talked but the silence wasn't awkward. It was peaceful silence, and with the help of the radio, the ride made Zach and Niall relax a bit. Within that one week and two days all Zach could think about was this. Zach didn't even care about the word 'date' anymore. He was just glad that Niall was with him and Niall was with Zach.
"We'll be at the café in a couple minutes or so." Niall said, still putting his whole focus on the road. I nodded to myself and looked outside the window, fiddling with my fingers and basically anything to keep me occupied at the moment. A few mintues passed by and I literally had nothing else to do but just count how many trees we passed by. I wanted to talk but everyime I oppened my mouth, nothing came out.
"So was that your girlfriend? Uh, the one at the door that waved at you 'n yeah" He said when we reached a red light, he finally looked at me since the last comment he told me earlier in the car. I shaked my head, letting a small chuckle escape my lips, I looked at Niall expecting him to have a small playful grin on his face, but instead it looked dead serious. I awkwardly coughed and shaked my head once more. "N-no.. Just good friends" and with that the light turned green and Niall started driving again. Now theres awkward silence.
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I muttered "Thank god" to myself, barley audible but I didn't want Niall to hear me when I saw we finally arrived at the cafe. I was about to climb out of the car when I saw Niall get out but I forgot that the seatbelt restricted me. I pushed on the button that said 'PRESS' but because Im Zach and I am the unlukiest person in the world-- It didn't work.
Note to myself, never by a expensive car.
I groaned and tried over and over again, but still, it wouldn't goddamn work! I sighed loudly and looked out the window next to me, I saw Niall right infront of the car door literally laughing his ass off. I rolled my eyes at him and opened the door, pushing it open to get a full view of him, he was bending down and had his hands on his knees. It had looked like he just ran a marathon because his face was red and the looked like he couldn't breath, but no he was just laughing at my bad luck.
I rolled my eyes at him once more and waited for him to be one with his laughing session. Yes, it was nice hearing his laugh-- actually it was really nice to hear his laugh, and knowing I was the reason for it made my heart melt a little. It was actually hard for me not to laugh with him but I had to be serious or he'll laugh even more! I just stared at him while he laughed, even with his face red he still looked absolutely amazing.
His hair was still styled to a quiff and every time he smiled, like a true genuine smile, crinkles by his eyes would appear and all of his teeth would show. I wish I could capture this breath taking moment and savour it forever but sadly it ended. Niall had finally stopped laughing, still a few chuckles were heard and there. I looked at him waiting for him to do something but all he did was stare right back at me.
I cleared my throat hoping to get his attention, luckily he did notice and saw that I still needed help. He mumbled 'Oh yeah, right' and If I saw properly, a small blush appeared on his cheeks, but I must have been seeing things. With a few more hard pushes on the button it finally worked and let me out. With a big grin on my face I stepped out of the car and closed the door behind me. I mumbled a quick 'thanks' and walked towards the cafe entrance with Niall
A small 'ding' rang when Niall opened the door for the both of us, signalling a new customer has arrived. It was a small cozy cafe. It somewhat resembled Starbucks to me but the old-grandma couches, random paintings and family photos hung up on the wall made it seem more comfortable. It still had a modern look to it but it just seemed so.. cozy. I muttered a quick 'thanks' again and stepped inside the small cafe, smiling to myself when I heard 'R U Mine' by the Arctic Monkeys playing in the background. Niall walked in to moments after me and walked to the counter, quickly following him I felt a small blush appear on my face when his hand brush against mine.
"What do ya want?" He said, looking up at the menu on the wall behind the counter, his eyes squinting a bit because of the small print of the menu.
"Um.. I'll have the.." looking up to the menu for myself, examining it quickly before finding my choice. "ham and cheese sandwich with water" I finally said, looking back down from the menu to the cashier. He had buzz cut hair and brown eyes, he was wearing a simple black t-shirt and an green apron on top of it. He looked like he was around Niall's age. I glanced down to his name tag that said 'Liam' and smiled to myself. Even the workers looked cozy.
"And um, I'll have a BLT sandwich with water as well" he said, looking at the cashier too, giving him a friendly smile.
"Coming right up that'll be--" the cashier was cut off when a brown curly haired boy walked through the door, behind the counter, probably a door leading to the kitchen. He had green eyes and his smile showed of his dimples. "I could recognise that irish accent anywhere!" the curly lad said with his dimples still showing.
"Harry!" Niall said with one of his genuine smiles.
"Niall, lad! How are you? Haven't seen you since Uni!" Harry said, walking around the counter to go embrace Niall. I cocked out my eyebrow and looked at them with a confused face, I looked at Liam who had the same face on and we both shrugged and continued to look at them. Once they let go of each other they looked at both me and Liam. "Oh yeah! Zach, this is Harry. Harry thats Zach." he said pointing back to me then Harry. We shook hands and smiled at each other, looking back at Niall mouthing him 'who is he?'.
"Me and Harold over here were best friends since primary school and then he had to switch schools for high school then out of no where this curly haired tosser was my Uni roommate!" he said with a chuckle, patting Harry's back gently.
"Oi, im not a loser!" Harry said, playfully hitting Niall on his forearm.
"You cant even walk ten steps without tripping, mate!" me, Niall and Liam laughed at that comment and looked at blushing Harry who had his hands in his front pockets and who was looking down at his feet.
"Okay. Okay, Horan. Well played." he said looking up from his feet, a lopsided grin on his face as he pulled his hands out of his pockets.
"Liam, this one is on me. I'll pay for 'em." Harry said walking back behind the counter.
Me and Niall both said 'Thanks' in unison and grabbed our food, waving at Harry who went back through the door he entered in.
I took a seat at the table where the window was right next to and placed my food at the table. Niall following right behind did the same and took a quick sip of his water.
A few minutes passed, precisely five minutes and ten seconds, how do I know? Because neither me or Niall have said anything but ate our food and it was getting quite boring.
"So, how was living with Harry?" I randomly blurted out. I had to make conversation or we'd just go through the lunch without saying anything.
"He was the biggest hippie I knew!" his laugh filling the whole cafe. Gladly no other costumers were there to turn heads at us so I laughed a long with him. "Hippie?" questioning him then shaking his head lightly, not being able to imagine harry as the 'hipster' kind.
"Oh man, every time I walked in our room his vinyl would be on and would be playing random songs while Haz was on the bed studying.
I couldn't even walk round our damn room without stepping on one of his cases for the records!" I smiled and imagined the whole scenario play through my head.
Niall walking into his dorm room after a long day of talking boring notes and listening to lectures seeing Harry on his own bed with some new records he bought because he thought his collection still needed to grow.
"Ya know the songs that play in this cafe is basically all the songs in his ipod?" chuckling as I listened even closer to the faint music playing in the background. 'West Coast' by The Neighbourhood playing at the moment and Niall just nodded, making his point proven.
Maybe this date won't go as bad as I thought.
hi? oh god, im sorry if I left you waiting. I was too caught up reading other fanfics i almost forgot to write mine! But this was basically a filler chapter and I promise I'll write more!
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The Help - (Zach Aplin and Niall Horan)
FanfictionZach Aplin was abused by his father ever since his mother died in a car accident. His best friend, Maddie, advises him to see a therapist, but he has no idea what's in store for him.