Scarred (Incomplete)

Chapter 18: Aunt Annies Pretzals

I giggled as Niall and I joked around and walked around the mall. "Want a pretzal from Aunt Annies Pretzals?" He asked.

"I love that place!" I gasped.

He chuckled. "Ok cmon," He grabbed my hand, and immediatly i blushed and froze in place. He realized how i stopped and quickly let go. "Ohh... Sorry."

I smiled and bit. "No-no," I grinned and grabbed his hand. "Lead the way."

His face lightened up and he ran through the mall to Aunt Annies Pretzals, our hands still innertwined. I giggled when we finally made it there. I stood close to him so our hands wouldn't come apart. In fact, I didnt want them to.

He led me inside and smiled at the lady at the counter. "Umm... Ill take a..." He stopped and looked at me. "What are you having?"

"Umm... Ill have a glazed. So i guess that means two glazed?" I giggled.

"2 glazed large pretzals," He repeated to the lady behind he counter.

She was frozen in place though. She gasped quickly and began to run around like a crazy fan girl. I could tell she was when she began to scream. "OH MY FREAKING GOD ITS NIALL JAMES HORAN!"

Everyone but an old couple in the corner, and a girl at a booth with 4 boys seemed to get up and crowd around us. I was somehow shifted out of the crowd and I found myself calling out for Niall. "Ellie!" I heard a small response.

But the last thing I remember was being elbowed in the face and falling to the cold, tiled flooring and staring up at the white ceiling.