NIALL'S POV.
"I'm sorry that I'm putting you through all this.. I just really want to find them," I explained, as I took the last few sips of my drink. Harry shrugged it off and quickly changed the subject to help get my mind off of them, "The fans here are pretty crazy.." We laughed and started to joke about the huge group of teenage girls who had swarmed us just minutes ago. I felt my phone buzz in my pocket. A text message. I slipped it into my lap and replied to Liam, assuring him that Harry and I gothere safely. As my eyes were fixed on my phone screen beneath the table, I heard two nervous-sounding voices speak to me, "Hi Niall.." Fans, I thought. I tucked my phone back into its original spot, and glanced up to see two very familiar faces. My heart stopped, jaw dropped, and I suddenly felt very nervous. "Erm.. Hi.." I managed to say, my voice shaky. I stood up to embrace each of them then sitting myself beside Harry, leaving the bench across the table empty for them to join us. "Harry, this is Bryanna," the dark haired girl sitting directly across from him smile, and I noticed his expression completely change from his quiet and shy self, to cheeky.. very cheeky. "And this is Andrea," the girl smiled and gave him a little wave, but his eyes were not on her, but locked with Bryanna's. I let out a little fake cough to try and break the awkwardness. "Oh.. I.. Uh.. I've heard a lot about you!" he stuttered to Andrea, snapping out of his own little world. I saw Andrea's smile slowly grow and her cheeks turned a light shade of red, as she looked down at her figeting hands. Was this really happening? Were we reunited?
