See You Again - Niall Horan

Chapter 28

We flew back to London and the next morning we would fly out with the rest of the boys because management wanted them to all arrive at the same time. That way they would have more protection with all the people they were expecting to meet them at the airport.

I swapped out some of our dirty clothes for clean clothes we would need in America. I had checked the forecast for North Dakota and it was going to be quite cold so I grabbed more sweats and heavier coats for both of us. I decided I should tell the other boys to pack warm clothes because I know they would never check the weather and be cold the whole time and I would have to hear them complain.

We finally decided it was time to leave so we grabbed our bags and headed to the airport. I was tired of seeing Niall after being with him for the past week and missed talking to the other boys so I sat next Harry and Zayn for the flight while the other three sat together.

We landed in New York and I grabbed my carry-on from the over head compartment and exited the plane. As soon I was off the plane, Niall grabbed my hand and held it tight while we left the airport. We were met by a large group of reporters and fans as we went to the cars. We were all pushed around by the crowd as camera flashes went off around us.

The next day the boys had sound check for their performance on one of the morning talk shows. I asked Niall which show it was but he had no idea. He was just going to show up where ever they took him to.

After the sound check we had the rest of the day off so Niall and I decided we were going to explore New York. We went for a walk around Central Park until Niall got cold and wanted to go someplace warmer so we did a little shopping then went back to the hotel.

On the way back, Niall got a little handsy. His hand was originally on the small of my back as we walked down the street but he slowly moved down to rest on my back pocket of my jeans. “Niall James, if I see a single picture with your hand on my butt, you aren’t getting anything from me for a month.”

He immediately slid his hand back up to rest on my lower back. “Come on babe, I do it all the time at home.”

“It’s different. At home and in private, I don’t care what you do. But we are in public where people can see and pictures can be taken so control your hands.”

“Fine, your are no fun.”

The next day was their performance on the morning show. I didn’t want to deal the people and I didn’t want to get up so early so I decided I would just watch them from the hotel room. I was still lying in bed with my pajamas when Niall returned to the room. He changed out of his performance clothes and into sweats and flopped down on the bed next to me. “So what are we doing today?”

He pulled me close to him and rested his head on my chest. “This. Let’s stay in bed all day and cuddle and sleep.”

“Sounds great. I have to show you something.” I picked up phone and scrolled though it until found what I was looking for and turned to show him.

"Come on you aren’t going hold me to what you said yesterday. I moved it once you told me to. I can’t go a whole month without you." He begged.

"No, I just wanted to show you that someone did get a picture of it. I couldn’t go that long without you either."

"And right would be a perfect time to prove that." He said as he slide his hand under my shirt.

The next week consisted of the boys having interviews, appearances, and press work. At one of the TV appearances before they went on stage the host came back and started to talk to the boys. They were just chitchatting when the host asks them, “I just want to get this right before we go out there, Zayn you’re engaged correct?”