Spoken For (A One Direction FanFic)

Chapter 21.

NIALL'S POV

The loud screaming of our adoring fans lessened as we walked off the stage after our final song for the night.

I had an instant urge to see Olivia. Although we would be spending the vacation together, I didn't want to risk losing any time with her.

I excitedly threw open the door to the dressing room and searched for Olivia. She was nowhere in the dressing room so I decided to shoot her a text asking where she had gone.

In the meantime, I opened a cold water bottle and plopped onto the couch, the rest of the boys following my actions.

"Lads, I'm starving. Can we get something to eat?" I asked, as my stomach made a grumbling noise.

Zayn as Louis groaned, but they would be fine. Harry was excited too as he was probably starving as well. Then there was Liam already trying to make sure the car was ready for us outside so we wouldn't get trampled by fans.

My phone vibrated in my pocket, it was probably the text from Olivia. She said that she had to run home for a while, then asking me if I wanted to go out for a late dinner.

Since the boys and I were already going out to dinner, I asked of they would mind if Olivia tagged along, and they all agreed.

I wrote back, "sure thing! the boys and I are going out somewhere. we'll pick you up on the way to the restaurant."

A few minutes later, she sent back a smiley face and we all got ready to leave the arena.

We all piled into the van that would seat all six of us comfortably.

On our way to Olivia's apartment, everybody was either asleep or on their mobiles. Of course Harry and Zayn were sleeping and I looked to my side to see Louis looking at his mobile very confused.

"What's wrong mate?" I asked.

"Eleanor's dog just died. She's had him for more than ten years and he just died a few minutes ago." He said, frowning the entire time.

"I'm so sorry mate. Send her my condolences." I said as I patted him on the back in a friendly matter.

I whipped my phone out and started a new conversation with El to send my condolences.

When I'm done sending the text, I look up and we are in front of Olivia's apartment building. I hop out of the van and run up to the door to the building and rang the doorbell. Once she buzzed me in, I walked up the three flights of stairs to her floor and she had already opened her door for me so I could let myself in. When I walked into her flat I saw her rushing about, trying to get her essentials together into a small purse. She rushed past me and asked if I could help her find her Mac lipstick. We searched everywhere, when she finally spotted it peeking out from under her bedside table.

"Okay. I'm finally ready." She said, sighing in relief at the end.

It wasn't until then that I really took a good look at her, she is absolutely beautiful. I grinned like a child on Christmas morning.

"What? Do I have something into teeth? Is my skirt crooked? Did I forget to change into my nude bra?" She frantically rushed to the full length mirror by the door and evaluated herself once more.

"It's just that you're so damn beautiful." I relieved her of her worries and a smile crept onto her face.

She grabbed my hand, "Should we go now?"

We locked her flat and then walked hand in hand to the van downstairs.

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Twenty minutes later and we arrived at the restaurant. We were quickly seated and all ordered our individual beverages.