It's not you, it's me--//DISCONTINUED//

The cafe

It takes about 5 minutes to drive there in my (wait for it)...... old dirty red pick-up truck my father got me.

Looks don't matter.

I will just take it through a car wash.

I park and get out and sit in the bed to wait for him.

I check the time on my phone. 3:27.

Oh yeah. I'm punctual.

So I sit and wait a few minutes, and I see a little sportscar, not very fancy at all, pull up.

I know its him because the liscense plate says "IRISHBLOND".

So I hop out of the bed of my nasty truck and slowly make my way toward him.

My truck needs a paint job. Bad.

He gets out and looks awesome, as always.

"Hello, love. Shall we go in?"

My heart beats 50 times faster.

"Uh..... yeah, I guess so."

I sound like a total idiot.

He rushes to the door and opens it for me, and I give a tiny "Thanks".

He walks up and gets in line.

"What would you like? I'm paying," he says gently.

"Just a medium coffee with 2 sugars and a double shot of french vanilla creamer," I say, and in my head I'm thinking, Damn. I sound like a diva. My order is so specific, he ordered a green tea with two lumps.

We sit in a booth and wait for our drinks. He tries to make conversation.

"I love that pick-up truck of yours. Quite lovely. Reminds me of me own I had a few years back."

"Thanks. I love your Scortspar, I mean, uggh. Spor-ts-car," I say, laughing at my stupidity.

He gives a chuckle and our drinks show up.

"Thank you ma'am," he said, and the waitress fangirled.

"Oh my g-- your-- Horan-- Direction--" and she starts hyperventilating and her legs go weak.

Niall runs as fast as he can to his car and comes back with a water bottle within 20 seconds.

Impressive.

He hands it to her and she practically rips it open and drinks it, water running down her chin.

She gets up, wiping her chin, and says "Thank you. Your total is $6.88. Cash or credit?"

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The date (or whatever it is) was amazing. After the fangirl, Rosaline, got used to the fact of Niall, she was actually really cool, so I gave her my number. But when she left, I loosened up. We are not "bf and gf" and I wasn't going for that. He even said he considers me a "Best friend that I met today". I gave him my address and told him to come by anytime. I will share my toaster waffles.