Picture Imperfect (Niall Horan)

4 - Niall

4-Niall

"Where are my glasses?" Zayn asks as we all scramble around the bus to leave. We are going to the country side and Cassie is coming along. This is going to be great.

"Here they are," Parker says, handing Zayn is black and red glasses. They're just for decoration and at a show a fan threw them on stage and Zayn decided to keep them. That part actually made the cut in This Is Us. He loves them.

We have never actually been outside of Nashville while we were here last so I am curious to see what it's like here. America is so great; every new state has something different and unique about it. It's blistering hot so I grab my shades and snapback and we all get into a van to pick up Cassie from her house. When we pull up in her driveway my jaw drops.

The place is a fucking mansion. Not even my house is this big, and I can afford one...but not this one. It looks like something a queen would live in. Cassie emerges from the huge double mahogany doors and looks so beautiful. The breeze blows her hair and I have to close my mouth to keep from drooling. She is wearing white shorts and a blue tank top and it's enough to drive me insane. My heart rate increases when she sits next to me.

"Nice place," Harry says to her.

"Thanks," she smiles slightly.

"How are ya?" I ask her, wanting to know.

"I'm great, thanks Niall." The smile she gives me is enough to knock me off my feet, if I wasn't sitting that is. Louis, who is driving, turns on the radio and a song I don't know starts playing.

"I love this song!" Cassie shrieks and Louis chuckles, but turns it up.

Cassie sings along with every word. It's really adorable since she is a terrible singer but I don't want her to stop. "Who is this?" I ask her.

"Lifehouse," she grins, still bobbing her head to the beat. The band isn't terrible.

"You like them?"

She nods furiously and her hair falls in her face. I refrain from tucking it behind her cheek. Jesus fuck I really need to control my thoughts when I'm around her. If she knew what was going on in my mind she would run away, most likely. "They're okay."

"Okay?" She almost shouts. "They're amazing. I really wish I could see them in concert."

"Maybe you will someday," I shrug. I would love to take her to a concert. That would be a perfect first date!

"I wish," she rolls her eyes and it's just then that I notice the Nikon camera around her neck.

"What's with the camera?" Liam asks before I can.

"Yeah, it's pretty fancy," Parker adds with a smile.

"Oh, I figured since we're going out and seeing some nature stuff that I would bring my camera to take some pictures for my photography class," Cassie explains.

"You're taking photography?" I gape. That is not what I expected her to be majoring in. She is majoring in that, right?

"Yes! I love it so much; I am majoring in Journalism and Photography."

"That's so great!" Marley cries from the passenger seat, swiveling so she can see her friend. "I love to journal! I am going to come to you for some pointers. Watch out."

Cassie laughs but agrees. "I have to find something that inspires me, but is also important to the rest of the world and create a project that is worth seventy percent of my semester grade," she groans.

"That's a lot," Zayn says.

"I know," she whines. "I was assigned that yesterday and I can't find anything yet. I have four weeks to do it but I don't want to wait until the last minute."