Chapter 8: Talk the talk

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NIALL'S P.O.V.

What the hell did I just do?

The words just kinda slipped out of my mouth. I didn't realize what I'd said because I'm always so comfortable around Meilie that I never really have to watch what I say.

Me and my stupid mouth. I may as well have just asked her out.

"Sorry." I mumble to Amelia and take a really big bite of my food.

I'm focusing so much on not looking at her that I don't even realize her place her hand on mine.

I look up at her and her cheeks go red but she doesn't take her hand away. She gives me a small smile. God, she's beautiful.

She looks up and quickly removes her hand from mine. I frown at her and follow her eyes behind me, two girls with One Direction t-shirts are coming our way.

AMELIA'S P.O.V.

I notice two little girls who look to be about nine or ten are wearing "1D" t-shirts walking over to us excitedly. I hastily remove my hand from Niall's and place it on my lap.

Niall follows my gaze and sees the two girls. He turns back around and swallows the food he's chewing.

"Niall Horan?" They ask, when they approach us.

"Helloooo!" He cheerfully replies, making me and the girls giggle a little.

The girls ask me if I could take a picture for them. When I'm done, one of the girls looks at me then Niall and asks "Are you dating?"

Niall's face drops and mine goes hot.

"No, we're not." I manage to squeak out, embarrassed. This is the second time this has happened in the same hour. Third time overall today.

"Oh." The girl says, nodding.

The two girls look at each other for a second and the other one says "Are you in looovvee?"

I don't know how the hell it does it; but my face actually manages to get even hotter. By this time I'm making a huge effort not to look at Niall.

"No," Niall laughs, shyly "just friends."

"Then why do you look at each other like that?" The girls says and for some reason, that sentence makes me look at Niall, who's looking right back at me.

"L-like what?" He stutters out, not breaking his gaze.

"Like you're in looooovvvvvvvvvveeee!" The girls answer and they both giggle.

Somebody calls out to them and they say their goodbyes. They hug Niall, and even me before leaving.

Neither of us sits back at the table, we both kind of stare at each other for a long while; frozen.

"Maybe we should sit back down." Niall finally says.

Everyone that's asked Niall for a picture today has considered the two of us in a relationship, the paparazzi, the the girl with auburn hair, and now these two girls.

Do I really make it that obvious that I like him?

That's a problem, not only for me, but for Niall. He's supposed to be with Barbara. People can't be believing we're together if him and Barbara are supposed to be crazy about each other.

After a few minutes of eating and unpatterened, slightly awkward conversation, we ask for the check.

"I'll be right back. I'm going to go to the bathroom. And don't you dare pay the full check, Niall James Horan. We are splitting it." I tease him.

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