Nandos with Niall

Chapter 16

Niall POV

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Christen fell asleep in my lap. All of a sudden, I felt like I was forgetting something. I pulled out my phone, because usually when I need to do something I put it in my phone so I don't forget. I had nothing in my notes so I looked at my contacts to see if I had to call someone and their name would help.

I scrolled until I came to a new name in my contacts. Emily. Oh! She is the waitress I have to get the autographs for.

"Hey lads." I whispered to my bandmates.

"Yes?" they asked, followed by Louis's "What the hell do you want? Damn peasant."

"Go get a piece of the paper we do autographs on. I promised the girl you talked to on the phone that I would get her our autographs." Liam opened his little over-night bag that he packs his toothbrush and stuff in, and pulls out a paper. He signed it and passed it to the other boys before handing it to me with a pen. I signed it quickly and placed it on the end table next to the couch.

I clicked Emily's name on my phone a called her. It rang twice before she answered.

"Hello?" She asked tiredly.

"Are you working today?" I asked her.

"Niall?" She sounded happier now.

"Yep." I said, popping the P.

"I'm actually at work right now." She answered.

"Okay. Talk to you later." I said and hung up before she could protest. I tapped Christen's shoulder, causing her to wake-up.

"Christen, you need to get up. We're going to that restaurant from yesterday." I smiled at her.

"Okay." She yawned and stood up. She climbed up the steps to fix her hair or something, and Zayn did the same while the rest of us just slipped our shoes on and grabbed our jackets. Christen came down soon later, still in her 'Future Mrs. Horan' shirt and her basketball shorts, but her hair was tied up and she had a unzipped jacket on.

"C'mon hoes." She opened the front door and slipped her sneakers on. I walked over to the passenger side of my car and opened the door for her and the ran around to my side, sliding in. The boys piled up in the back. Delia was on Harry's lap, and Louis on Zayn's, but no one needs to know that.

Zayn leaned into the front of the car and cranked the radio up all the way.

"La da da da di! We like to party!" The rest of the boys yelled in the back. Christen laughed and joined in as we pulled into the parking lot of the restaurant. We climbed out of the car and walked into the noisy restaurant. I walked up to the counter to see a blonde Barbie, slapping her gum in her mouth.

"Oh my god! You're One Direction." She yelled.

"Yes. We're here to see Emily." I told her. She rolled her eyes and walked into a room in the back. Soon came an ecstatic Emily with a huge smile on her face. We all hugged her and gave her the autographs.

"Thank you guys, so much." She told us.

"No problem!" Louis smiled.

"All of us should hang out sometime! Heres our numbers, if you promise not to give them to anyone." Liam held a piece of lined paper in his hands.

"I promise!" She held her one hand on her heart and the other in the air in a joking manner. Liam handed her the paper, hugged her one more time, and the we left to go home.

We passed a drug store and of course Harry was the one to yell "Stop! We need gum!" So of course, I stopped and basically raided the store. Just kidding. Each of the boys grabbed about 4 packs of gum each, Delia ran to the back and grabbed about 3 Baby Lips lip balm and a green tea Arizona, and Christen got a pack of gum. I paid for it all, Christen and Delia of course trying to talk me out of it. My reply each time was just "no." We climbed back into the car and drove back to Christen's house. The boys, and Delia, pushed their way out and made their way into the home.

"Christen?" Christen's mom yelled down the steps.

"Yes?" She answered.

"Could you pick up milk and bread?" She asked. Christen let out an annoyed groan and picked up her jacket. She opened the front door and slipped on her shoes. She picked up her camouflage shoulder bag and began to head out the door.

"Wait!" I jumped up and ran up to her. She turned to my direction and quirked and eyebrow at me. "I'll go with you." I said pulling my Nike high tops on and my jacket, following Christen to the car.

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Christen POV

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"I'll drive!" I told him, running to the driver's seat and buckling in. I pulled out of the driveway and onto the silent street. Only one or two cars had passed us as we drove down the long street.

Half way through the car ride, I looked at Niall. He had his eyebrows pushed together, his eyes looking hard in thought. Almost like he was looking in his mind for something important. Kind if like when you were a unorganized mess in grade school. Back when you had to search for that one homework paper that was a test grade.

"What's on your mind?" I asked him, focusing my eyes on the road.

"Nothing." His eyebrows relaxed and he looked at me.

"Don't lie."

"You. And me." He looked back out the window to the cars zipping by.