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06. Almost.

Niall's POV.

I woke up as the light from the sun hit my face. I stared at the ceiling and trying to remember what happen last night. I don't remember anything. I was completely drunk... and how did a get here? Maybe Caity followed me from thr club or something? Caity. Where is she? She's not here on the bed. I got up from bed and I saw her on the floor? Sleeping peacefully. Why? Why didn't she slept right next to me? Maybe I did something, ugh. I grabbed my clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Caitlyn's POV.

I woke up as I heard footsteps. I checked my watch, 10:28 am. Urgh, too damn early! I stand up from the floor and... I checked Niall. He's not in the bed? Where is he? I groan. What kind of person leaves early in the morning? I went to the bathroom to pee. I closed the door behind me and I saw Niall. Half naked. He had a towel wrapped around his waist, leaving his bare chest.

Oh my goose.

He caught me looking at him so I quickly looked away, pretending I didn't saw him.

"Enjoying what you see?" He winked and smirked.

My cheeks flushed red. God damn it.

"Uh.." I can't constract my sentence.

"Take a bath, we will go somewhere." He said as he left the bathroom.

W-what was that? I don't understand him, seriously. Yesterday, he was such a douche bag and now, I don't know. I'm so confused. So, he is kind every other day? He scheduled it, eh? I peed and went out of the bathroom to grab my clothes and towel. I saw Niall wearing a white shirt and a dark jeans.

"Hurry up, Caity." He said as he fixed his hair.

"Where are we going?" I asked as I wipe my wet hands to my pajama.

"Just get ready. I'll just wait you at the parking lot." He ignored my question.

I rolled my eyes and went to the bathroom.

I came out of the bathroom wearing white pants and a black sweatshirt. I put on some light make up, I got my things and went out of the hotel. I saw Niall at the parking lot. "Ready?" He asked.

"Yeah." I replied, not looking at him.

After the ten minutes ride, we pulled into McDonalds' driveway and both got inside the restaurant.

"What do you wanna eat?" He asked me once we both took our seat.

"Uh ten chicken nuggets, two cheese burgers and a mcflurry and wait! a drink, of course." I smiled.

Niall rolled his eyes as he went to the lane to take our orders.

When he came back, he was holding two tray of our meals. He ordered twenty chicken nuggets, two cheese burgers, one spaghetti, one mcflurry, one caramel sundae and two coke. Wow. He took out some foods for the lads too. We decided to eat here for a while. We were a bit silent until Niall spoke; "So, could you tell me what happened last night?" He said.

Last night? The night that he's drunk and he say he likes me? Great. But I can't say that, I still want to figure out if he really likes me. But he probably won't, is he?

"Uhh, you, uhh." I can't find the right words. "You were drunk, last night." I said.

"Oh, is that it?" He asked, eyebrows rose as he bite on his cheese burger.

"Nothing more." I bit my lip.

"Okay." He shrugged.

...

"Where have you been?" Louis asked angrily, as we entered the hotel room.

"We went to McDonalds and uh... we ate breakfast." I explained.

"I thought Niall kidnapped you or something." Louis laughed.

I saw Liam, Zayn, and Harry messing around our room. Harry looked up at me and yelled..

"FOOOOD!" He grabbed the bags of food in my hand.

"Ehem!" I playfully coughed.

"Thank you!" they say in unison with their mouth full of food. I giggled.

Two hours later.

The lads finished and were here just sittin, laying around nothing to do.

Liam took his phone out and read something.

"Hey guys, Paul need some help in the tour bus." They got up and I called out for a second. "Wait, you'll leave me here alone?" I pouted.

"Yeah, but we'll be back." Liam said. They're almost at the door when Niall suddenly stopped, saying; "Uhh, you know what? I'll just stay here with Caitlyn. You guys go help Paul." Niall said. Uhhh, why? Why him?

"Okay."

"Sure."

"Okay. Have fun." Liam smirked. They left the room and great. They left me with this bipolar creature. It's now just the two of us, again.

"I'm booored." I groan as I was here at the bed, looking at the ceiling.

"What do you wanna do?" He asked while he was sitting on the couch, playing with his phone.

"Uhh, 21 question?" I rose an eyebrow while I face him.

"Okay.. you go first."

"Okay, uhh... favorite color?"

"Blue. You?"

"Purple." I smiled.

"Favorite fruit?"

"Banana. You?"

"Potato?" He laughed, as he looked at me and back to his phone.

"Eh, favorite food?" I rolled my eyes.

"Everything." He grinned. "You?"

"Same." We laughed.

I never knew Niall was a great guy after all. He's funny, kind, almost I could fall for? No, you were just happy.

"Okay, okay. Uhh, single?" Niall asked.

"Hmm, yeah. You?"

"Hundred percent." He smiled.

"Do you have a crush on someone?" Niall asked as he put his phone to his pocket. My heart skips a beat and I don't know why. I suddenly became nervous for no reason. What is this kind of feeling? It's been a long time since I felt this. Do I like him? Do I?

"Uh, I-I I like-" Paul interrupted. Gosh. Thanks Paul, massive thanks!

Niall's POV.

Goddamn it, Paul. I'm about to know who she likes and you barged in all willy-nilly, thanks. Alot. I hope this is important.

"Hey Niall, pack your stuff. I'm going to pack the other lads' stuff cause the concert's tonight. Oh, and you too missy." He pointed at Caitlyn.

She nodded. "Okay." She smiled. "Yeah, yeah." I said. We packed our stuff and went to the tourbus.