What If: A Niall Horan Fanfic

What If Chapter 3

Ch. 3 

You guys walk in. Savan, their vocal coach, and Lou Teasdale, their stylist, were standing in the door way welcoming the boys. Niall looked at me and then at their gorgeous stylist. “Hello Hun!” she says, “Have you been out in the rain?” 

“Yeah,” I smile.

“C’mon,” she holds her hand out, “We’ll go pick out something for you.”

“Aww you’re so nice,” I tell her. “Thank you!”

She smiles, and I look at Niall. “OOOHHH you’re gonna get all spiffied up,” Liam tells me, and Zayn laughs. Niall looks at me again and Zayn then looks at him. I begin to feel a bit weird. I’ve always loved Niall from the start. I’m in love with how his dark roots show up in his hair, his blue eyes, how he’s so down to Earth, his laugh... and the list goes on and on. As soon as I realize I’m thinking about him again, I try to snap out of it, so it’s not too noticeable. Lou whispers something to Niall before she drags me down the hallway. “I think red’s your color, red and gray are,” she tells you and opens the door. “You were probably thinking these would all be the boys’ clothes but I’ve always dreamt of  the boys bringing beautiful girl like you!” I blush, and smile. “I’m not pretty,” I mumble,. “Don’t you dare say something like that, your beautiful.” She mumbles something under her breath that sounded a lot like Niall and the boys think you are too.. but I wasn’t sure so I didn’t ask. “Here try this on!” She hands me a black, long sleeved shirt, and pretty, red, high-waisted shorts. I put them on, perfect fit. 

‘Thank you!’ I tell her. “Can I have a little fun and do your hair hun?” she asks. “Sure,” I laugh, while she grabs out her curling iron. “What’s your name by the way” 

“Olivia.” 

“That’s so pretty!” exclaims Lou. 

A couple of minutes later, she shuts off the music playing and puts the curling iron down.

“Can I ask you a question?” Lou asks.

“Yeah, Go for it!” 

“Do you love Niall, more than a friend kinda love?”

“God, is it obvious?” I ask nervously. 

“No, I don’t think he knows, but you know, being that I’m married I think I know when someone’s in love.” She smiles. 

“Then, yes, I love him, everything about him, his smile is like a sign that everything’s going to be ok.”

“Make the first move then!” Lou exclaims. 

“He wouldn’t like a girl like me anyways, I'm 14... He's 19..”

“Who cares! Your gorgeous, and you have a super duper nice personality! And, he always says he wants a younger girlfriend.”

I look up at her, and feel a smile spreading across my face. 

“I don’t know.. Maybe..”

 Niall’s POV

We walk in the concert building where we were greeted by Savan and our stylist. My stylist, Lou, smiled when I looked at Olivia, and I hoped that I wasn’t making it obvious to her that I’m in love with her. After all, it’s the first time I’ve felt this way. I mean I’ve had crushes before but nothing like this. Butterflies, everything she does gives me butterflies. Lou tells her to come with her to go try on new clothes to get rid of her rain-soaked ones. Before they leave Lou whispers “Someone’s got a crush have they?” to me and I smile. She knows. Great. It was obvious. Hopefully not to the guys. Or her.

Louis and Harry sit down on the couch with Savan. Liam looks down the hallway to look for when they close the door behind them when they enter the clothing room. Zayn goes to get water in the mini-fridge. As soon as I hear the door close, sure enough, Liam asks, “Nialler, you in love?” I feel my cheeks get warmer and nod ‘yes.’ Harry lets out an ‘aww!’ and Lou asks me “What do you like most about her lad?” 

“Well,” I start. “Here we go,” Zayn smiles. “It’s her huge eyes, her freckles, her long hair, her smile, her laugh, her sense of humor, how she looks at me, how she talks..” I trail off. “So basically everything about her..” adds Savan. 

I nod and smile. “Ask her out!” Zayn tells me. “Trust me she looks at you like there’s no one else in the world is around.” 

“No,” I say, “I’m not an idiot, she doesn’t like me like that.” 

“Neither am I,” says Zayn. “I know when a girl likes you!” 

With that, the door opens and Olivia and Lou step out. We take that as a cue to shut the hell up about the subject for now. Crap...I realize that they may bug me about asking her out now..Don’t get me wrong, I love the lads to death but I want this to be perfect, and not rushed. I wanna make sure she likes me first. 

“Go for it,” Harry whispers to me, quiet enough so she couldn’t hear.