Taken- One Direction Fan Fiction

Chapter 12

So I have been really sick and have written like 3 chapters so there should be an update very soon, i do want to build some suspence though so maybe Saturday? Comments are loved :)xx

Kenzi POV

“Avery” I shook Avery who was asleep in her bed “Wake up!” I had just gotten home from my date with Niall and I was on cloud nine.
“What the fuck, leave me be woman” She moaned
“No get up, I need to tell you about my date!!”
'“Oh my God, I hate you” She sat up and turned on the lamp next to her bed.  “Go, speak, I want to get back to bed”
“Oh quit being a party pooper, it’s not even midnight yet, and it’s only like eight back home”
“I go to bed early”
“Whatever, so my date”
“Are you pregnant?”
“Aves be serious”
“Sorry, so how was it, where did y’all go?”
“Well, we went to dinner, then we went and played put put golf at one of those glow in the dark places, and it was so fun”
“Aw, cute. Did he kiss ya?”
“Yes,” I sounded like a little kid on Christmas but how could I not that was the best night of my life. Niall was just so perfect”
“Awwww, girl you gettin some”
“oh, my God shut up, you are so dumb” We both laughed, I had never really had a boyfriend before so this was pretty big.
“Oh, P.S I am now single”
“What! You did it! When?”
“Tonight, I called Derek, he was actually the one that broke up with me.”
“What? really?”
“Yeah, I know”
“How did that happen?”
“He just was like I miss being friends and I am tired of trying to make a relationship work that isn’t going to and I was more than happy to go along with it.”
“Wow, who would have thought Derek would actually dump you first”
“Who would have thought I would let myself get dumped” Avery did this thing where she broke things off with a guy before they got too serious or she thought he was going to dump her. “Oh, P.P.S Why on earth did you give my number to Harry?”
“Well he wanted it and I really think you should give it a shot, you guys seemed to get on so well at Disney and I just thought, I don’t know. Wait! Did he call you!?”
“Yes...”
“And!”
“he asked me out”
“AND!”
“I uh, I said yes”
“OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! This is so great! When is it? Where are you going? What are you wearing? We should totally double sometime! Oh my God this is so great!”
“Calm your mammaries Kenz, I don’t know where we are going but he is getting me tomorrow at seven and I have no clue what to wear”
“Oh my you two are so cute together I can’t even”
“We aren’t together” She snapped a little too defensively, she must really like this guy, “We are just going on one date because he practically begged me to, but that is all it is is one date, I don’t even think I will say yes to a second I really do not want a relationship right now”
“Oh come on, the second hottest guy in England is banging down your door, and you aren’t even going to let him in!?”
“Is that supposed to be some sort of sexual innuendo or something?
“Ew, Avery no!”
“Sorry my b” She raised her hands jokingly, “But you know I am not exactly great at relationships by any means.”
“So, if you tried I am sure you could be”
“Maybe we will see” We stayed up talking until about two in the morning, about my date and her date, and England, and Colorado, and people we love, and people we hate, really everything.
“Okay well I am gonna go to bed now it’s almost two thirty”
“Okay night Kenzi, I am glad you had a nice time tonight”
“Me too, night babe” I smiled and walked off to my room next door.
After I changed out of my date clothes into shorts and a tank top, I tried to get some sleep but that didn’t really work considering how worked up I was after that date. I grabbed my computer out of its case and opened up to Twitter. I checked my interactions to see if anybody from home had tweeted me. I had 148 new followers, one of which was Niall. That would explain the other 147. I also had quite a few mentions, somebody had even tweeted a picture of Niall holding my hand as we walked into the put put place. Some of the captions were really lovely, saying how pretty I was, or that me and Niall looked good together and they shipped us, but others were rather mean things. Some people were calling me a slag, and saying things like I wasn’t good enough for him, or I was probably just some random chick he picked up. Before I could read any more my phone lit up.
“I can’t sleep, I can’t stop thinking about you I had an amazing time tonight, do it again soon? Maybe tomorrow? Niall xx”
“I can’t sleep either, tonight was really great, tomorrow sounds lovely :) x” I quickly replied to his message and closed out of Twitter, I shouldn’t read any more of those. A few seconds later my phone lit up again, this time it was a call.
“Hello?”
“Well, hullo, der” He sounded so Irish when he said that it made me laugh
“Why are you calling me at three in the morning?” This time he laughed
“Well, I figured since neither of us could sleep we might as well not sleep together” We both laughed “That didn’t come out right”
“Don’t worry I get it, I would love to not sleep with you Niall”
“Wonderful,” We ended up talking for about two hours just about stuff. We talked about how we both went to Catholic schools with all one gender, and how we both loved food, and about our siblings. We talked about my dance, and what is why like to be famous, it was just like two old friends catching up it was lovely.
“It’s like four in the morning” I yawned,
“Oh yeah, well I guess I should let you go” He chuckled
“Yeah well I will see you tomorrow, or today I guess”
“Oh yeah, speaking of that I will pick you up at 11, I have big plans”
“Niall, that’s in like seven hours”
“Better get to sleep then, goodnight, beautiful”
“Night, handsome”

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