It Has To Be You {The Sequel}

Making Plans.

Okay, so hey guys! Haha, yeah, me again, obviously.
I have two chapters planned, and ready to post. This one and the next one, so yeah. I'll post within two days, kay? :) Okay. Hope you people enjoy :D

Dedicated to VeryWeird (Nish) because she came third in my contest :) Well done! ;)

AND! I've thought of a new idea for a Niall Fic! It's called My Personal Soldier, any ideas? ;) Let me know if you do, I wanna know what you guys think it could be about :D

Reece's P.O.V:

'We'd better get back.' Nikki says reluctantly.

'Yeah, I suppose.' We walk back to the building, Amy's office, after a nice, relaxing walk.

On the way in, we meet Zana again.

'Hey!' she smiles at me.

'Hi Zana.' I grin back.

'I'm getting ready to move into an office, with your agent. Who is it?' she asks as we get herded, again, indoors.

'I don't know, we're gonna find out now.'

'Oh cool. Can I tag along?' Zana looks at us.

'Sure, c'mon.' I nod and we try to find our way back to Amy. But we get lost four times, before finding the right room.

'Finally! Where have you been?!' Amy screams at us. Then, without waiting for an answer, ushers us into chairs.

'We went for a walk, like you said we c-' Nikki starts, a confused look on her face.

'What are you doing here?' Amy looks at Zana without recognition, totally ignoring Nikki.

'She wanted to meet her fellow worker,' I explain, giggling.

'Oh, okay,' Amy takes a deep breath and plops herself down in a chair. 'I'm exhausted.'

'You look it,' I nod. 'First one.' I look towards the door as it opens.

'Prepare yourself for a long afternoon.' Nikki mutters to me.

I chuckle before getting comfy.

She's right. It's gonna be a long afternoon.

*************

'I can't do this any more!' I groan, slithering downwards in my leather chair.

'Nor me.' Nikki moans, curling up in a ball on the cool floor. Cool as in cold.

'Nikki, what are you doing on the floor?' I ask her, lightening up.

'Mm, ice-cream...' she mumbles. 'Smurfs...' she continues.

'Nikki! There's a Smurf eating an ice-cream, washing a car in a tree!' I yell in her ear.

'Where?!' she screams, leaping up and running to the window. That's twice I've done that to her in two weeks.

'In your dreams.' I laugh.

She gives me a death glare.

'How many left?' Zana asks.

'About fifty to a hundred.' Amy replies, tapping away at her phone.

'No, please god, nooooooo!' Zana moans, banging her head on the table.