Every Minute's Like the Last; A One Direction Fan Fiction by Niallerbeast

Every Minute's Like the Last; Chapter One Part Two

Nikki, October 2010 Pt. 2

I’m not aware of too many things

I know what I know if you know what I mean

The next morning, I was awoken by a text. Since I’d forgotten to turn the volume off on my mobile, the high pitched beep echoed through the room.

I was planning on ignoring the text, but when I went to close it, I saw that the number was unknown, and curiosity got the better of me.

I hope this is the correct number, but Nikki, its Louis from voice class. Just wanted to know if you’re up to hanging out today. x Louis

I quickly typed out a message back to him.

Yeah, it’s Nikki. I’m going to some coffee house with a dorm friend. Feel free to join us!

Less than 10 seconds later, I got a reply.

Sure. I know the place I think. See ya there xx.

I sighed and rolled out of bed. I opened my closet, pulling out some skinny jeans and a cardigan to throw on over my camisole. Shortly after, there was a knock at the door.

“Hey,” Ethan said, smiling as I opened the door. “You ready?”

“Yeah. Let’s go.”

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“So what’s your concentration?” i ask on the short walk to the coffeehouse.

“Acting.”

“Oh, cool.” He holds open the door for me.

“I got it. What do you want to drink?” he asks.

“Anything with caramel.” i reply, smiling.

Ethan winks, then gets up to stand in line.

“Nikki?” I looked up and saw Louis standing over me.

“Hey!” I stood up to give him a big hug, glad that he had been able to find me.

“Who are you here with?” Louis asks, pulling out a chair. Just then, Ethan comes back. As soon as he sees Louis, the smile fades from his face.

“Oh, Tomlinson. You’re here.” The smile fades off Louis’ face as well.

Confused,i  ask “Is everything ok boys?”

“Yeah, Nik, I’m fine. Look, something’s just come up at home so I can’t stay.” Louis says, rising out of his chair.

“Louis?” he just smiles and kisses my cheek before heading out the door.

“Anyway. I got you a frap.” Ethan says, setting down the plastic cup. “So you know Tomlinson?”

“Yeah, we met in class. Do you know him?”

“Sort of. So tell me where you’re from.” Ethan says, changing the subject.

“Philippines. You?”

“Just outside London. Have you ever been?”

“No,” I reply, shaking my head. “This is the first time actually that I’ve been further than an hour or two from my house.

“Well then, I’ll have to show you around some, yeah?”

I smiled. Ethan was being extremely flirty, and I was already crushing on him harder than I had ever crushed on any boy before. I took my time finishing the drink. Anything to make the date last longer. Ethan kept fidgeting with his phone. He must have been just as nervous.