The After Show {Niall Horan}

Chapter 2~

Tuesday, November 14

-GOOOOOOOD MORNING CHICAGO! IT'S A BEAUTIFUL TUESDAY MORNING WITH A HIGH OF 45*F! TIME FOR COMMERCIAL FREE HOUR STARTING OFF WITH NIALL HORAN AND HIS NEW SONG "SLOW HANDS"-

It's almost 10 in the morning and I'm on my way to my favorite mall in the suburbs. I know it's early but I wanna get there before people bombard the mall for Thanksgiving and early Christmas shopping. As I'm listening to Niall's new song, a rush of emotions flies through my body. I've always been a fan of One Direction and listening to Niall's voice warms my heart. My dream is to see him live and maybe even meet him face to face. But I know that's not going to happen, I can't afford it right now since I'm helping my parents pay for my college as well buying gifts for my family before everything's gone. Just thinking about Niall's concert tomorrow makes me not only happy but sad since I can't be there.

30 minutes later

As I walk out of my car, a breeze hits me right in the face. The last thing I want is to get sick. I rush into the mall and continue walking. I walk into the first store and I look around but there wasn't anything my family or I would be interested in. I go in and out of a few stores and only bought a couple of stuff for my brother and parents. I still have other family members but I'll take care of the gifts for them later on. I see a Starbucks and I take the escalator up to it to get some coffee since I didn't even eat breakfast yet. As I head towards the line, I see the person I'd least expect to see. The brunette head with a few blonde strips, those bright blue eyes that light up my soul, and that pale yet so delicate face. I can't believe my own eyes. My heart starts pounding. But why am I so nervous? What am I saying? Of course my heart is pounding. It's him. He's right there. I want to go up to him, but I can't. I'm not like that. I respect his privacy and personal space.

Here I am, standing in line with him right in front of me. He turns around and looks at me in the eyes. I can feel the butterflies fluttering in my stomach faster and harder than ever before. I've never felt this way about anyone. He smiles and says, "You have really pretty eyes." I blush and turn redder than a tomato and smile. "Thank you, I can't complain about yours either." He chuckles and grabs his coffee. I thought he would say bye and leave but there he is standing right there next to me as I order. Next thing I know, I see him fling his arm towards the cashier to pay for me. I look at him and say,"Oh no you really don't have to do that."

"Oh but I do. Don't worry, I felt nice today haha. Kidding, you're too much of a pretty lady for me to not do such a thing."

"Well aren't you sweet huh? Is this how you get into all the girls pants?" I say with a smile. Obviously kidding.

"Ha. You're funny. I like that. I'm Niall. Niall Horan, you?"

"I figured. I'm Nicole. Nicole Link." I say as we shake hands and laugh.

I grab my drink and we walk together. I'm walking with Niall Horan. I can't believe it. But he's right here next to me. Talking with me. Can this day get any better?

"So tell me Nicole, how do you like Chicago? Cause I honestly love this city."

"Well, I grew up here and I live in downtown. I just love living here and I'm still debating on whether or not to stay here after college or move somewhere else."

"Oh you're in college. What do you study?"

"I'm into photography. So I'm studying a lot of art and other things that will help me become a professional photographer. I'll take pictures of anything or anyone, so I'm open to job options."

"I love the sound of that. You seem very committed to it. I like that. You know, I have a concert tomorrow in the theater right next to the mall."

"I know, I really wish I could go but it's hard with money right now because of college and other things I need to pay off."

"You see... I may or may not have something for you that will make your day. Because I really want to be able to see you there and it kind of bums me out I can't if you don't come.

As he reaches into his pocket my heart is beating faster than the speed of light. I can't believe this is happening.