Courting You

10

Niall

'Where did you two run off to?' Harry asks with a smirk.

'We are more private than you Harry, so we thought we'll make out in the kitchen' Laila replies and gives me a wink. Is she giving me a hint? Does she wanna make out with me?

Harry looks at me and gives me thumbs up. Pearl just chuckles and gets up, while Selena And Justin are still making out.

Laila and me get up simultaneously.
"Mr. Bieber Miss Gomez, we have to go now" Laila gives a sweet smile in their direction. I dunno whether she's faking it or not.

Justin and Selena get up, and I notice Selena's a bit red. Figures.

Laila and Pearl are at the front, talking about something which requires Laila to think.
The rest of us are walking together. Harry nudges me. "So, how was it?" He cheekily asks.

" Geez Styles, we didn't actually do it. She was being sarcastic" I try to say it with a straight face but somehow it comes out as whine.

At this, Harry laughs loudly. Everyone stops and stares at him. Then I start laughing loudly, so that no one gets it that he was laughing at me.

"Too late Horan. He was obviously laughing at you." Laila says. Damn that woman.

We head towards our cars. Pearl decides that She, Harry, Justin and Selena will go in Pearl's car as she picked all the three of them and me and Laila were supposed to go in my car as Laila walked here.

We get in the car. As I start my car I ask her where were we going.

"There's this bar, where only celebs or people with money come. It's named 'Reboot'. It's a decent place.
Sometimes gets rowdy." She replies.

I ask for the directions and she gives them to me. "What's so special about this bar? I mean, we can go anywhere." I ask her.

"The point is, we are going with you and the drama people. Don't get offended so soon. Hear me out. Where ever you guys go, there's pap and media and fans and everyone trying to get a picture of you guys. The last thing I want is to be linked with you or Harry Styles or even Justin Bieber for that matter.

The people in the bar are kind of celebrities themselves. Or close to it. Entering the bar costs a lot. Its worth it though. There's privacy and the bar is good. You can actually get drunk and do strip poker;e dance without being captured and ridiculed all over social media. 75% of the bar's earnings goes to charity" she explains.

"Woah! That's..... Ummmm cool! " I have nothing else to say.

"Mind, if I turn the radio on? " I ask her.

"It's your car Horan, do whatever you like" she says.
"Only with your car " she adds while looking at me and gives me sarcastic smile.

Needless to say i turn pink.

"God! I was kidding. Why do you get so flushed up?"

"Nothing. It's just involuntary" I murmur.

''So, are you this rude to everyone you meet? how do you expect people to like you if you are rude to them all the time?" I ask her.

She gives me a weird look. She was almost lying down in her seat when she suddenly sits up. she turns her whole body towards me and starts staring at me. I have to tell you, it was very intimidating. As well as disturbing. 

I don't know why, I start sweating too. And it's not even hot. Well, she is. She still hasn't said a word. I finally stop at a red light and look at her. She's staring at me with those big grey eyes of her's. Like molten silver.