~ Skylar’s POV
Niall took my hand and led me out of the house, they were big, nice hands- oh dirty thoughts! Bad skylark, bad! Well I am an 18 year old girl, almost 19 I’m aloud to have thoughts like that, it’s not like other girls my age don’t think like that I be-
“Are you okay; because we don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.” He said with hopeful eyes.
I gripped his hand tighter and smiled up at him, “I’m positive I want to do this, I’m just still a little groggy, that’s all.”
We walked in Nandos and every one greeted us, well mostly Niall, “ ‘ello Niall!”
“Good morning!” He waved back. He lead me toward a booth seat in the back and sat in front of me.
“Do you need to read the menu?”
“Nah, I think I’ll just have what you have,” I answered.
He grinned, “good choice.”
The waitress came to our table and took our order. We ordered two Peri Peri chickens, a coke for Niall, a cappuccino for me, and two more large orders of chips. We made small talk until the food came, then we dug in, only making eye contact every minute or so for about 15 seconds each. We pretty much inhaled the table.
“So, tell me about yourself doe,” He said as we finished our feast with a small smile and gleaming eyes.
“Well, there’s not much to tell. My name is Skylar Grace Rollins, I’m roughly 5’1, if that. I’m from an extremely small town in Florida, so I’m a southern girl at heart. I’m sorta quiet sometimes, and I babble or twiddle my thumbs when I’m nervous. I like to sing, and read, and I’m to clumsy for my own good; so dancing is completely out of the equation. I almost failed algebra 1 in the ninth grade. I used to play softball, and I’m actually a fan of your music. Mmkay, your turn.” I tried to get out in one big breath, he looked amused so I blushed a little.
“I’m Niall James Horan, I’m from a small town in Ireland, I’m about 5’7; I’m an irish guy at heart.” He Joked, “ I’m really carefree, and sorta loud. I love to sing and play guitar. I’m an okay dancer so maybe I could help you, I used to play football (soccer) and I still do sometimes with the lads, and I’m very happy to be sharing this with you.” He said with a blush as he looked down. I grabbed his hand across the table with a sudden burst of courage- but let’s just face it, it’s the Gryffindor in me- “I’m happy to be sharing this with you, too.” He squeezed and slapped some money on the counter, “let’s get out of here.” He then pulled me out of the booth and whisked me out the door.
We have been walking around London for about fifteen minutes, and I started to feel like a hooker in my little red dress, and get lucky panties. I stopped walking and turned to Niall, “Do you think we could stop by my apartment so I can change?” I used the cutest puppy dog face ever.
“Sure, which way is it,” He agreed without a second thought,
“it’s on first street.” Was all I said.
“Good I know exactly where that is.” And we trekked on.
We walked up to the door and I pulled my key out of my clutch, not giving it any thought and pulled Niall in to the living room with me.
“Honey, I’m home!” I screamed with enthusiasm. Niall shifted his eyes around giving me a confused look. Until a blond girl named Elena came bounding around the corner with Harry fucking Styles trailing her.
She smirked, “ Lucy, you have some ‘splaining to do!” In her best Ricky Ricardo voice. Poor Harry and Niall, they have no idea what the fuck is happening. I turned to Niall and kissed him on the cheek, “ give me ten minutes.” I ran to my room with Elena following.
“Aaaaaahhhhhhh, holy shit with sprinkles!” we whispered/yelled. After we got our shit together it went straight with the questioning.
“Did y’all do it?”
“Did you?”
“Yes.” “No.” We said simultaneously, our eyes got big.
“I don’t know if he used protection!”
“ He married me and gave me his grandmas ring!”
She started talking again and I stopped her, “ Help me get ready, please?” I gave her pleading eyes
“Oh, alright; but this ain’t over,” she commanded with a stern look.
I signaled a mock salute, “aye aye captain.”
She smiled, “Dork.”
“ But I’m your dork.” I retorted goofily.
After Elena picked out my clothes, I brushed my teeth and touched up my make up while humming “Rehab” by Amy Winehouse. After I was ready to go Elena hugged me and whispered luck in my ear, then I whispered ditto in hers; it’s a tradition we have. I walked in the living room wearing a frilly blue tank top, and shorts, paired with white converses. I stood by Niall and looked up at him as he intertwined our fingers, I blushed, again.
“Well, Niall love, I’m ready when you are,” I turned to Harry,” It was also nice seeing you again Harry.” And with that Niall again whisked me away to a day of fun around London.
************************************************************************************************************ A/N sorry if it's sucky, it was sort of a filler i guess, any way this is the link to Skylar's outfit http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/app
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