The Boys who Changed my Life (Fanfic)

Chapter Fourteen.

A/N: OHHHMYYYGODDDD!! My queen is turning 21 in two days, duuuuuude . CHOKE ME. I'm just gonna rant/fangirl/choke for a minute here, so stop reading now if you don't care .

*Ariana will be 21 in two days, & I'm crying. My little Boca girl, went from little Cat Valentine to this fucking perfection of a human and I can't handle it! Nobody understands how much this is getting to me. Like, I cry toooooo much over this. Then there's Everly, Jenna & Chan. My fucking Tatum residence are killing me. Like they're all just too hot, & I can't.

Quick question: Do you ever feel like the feels are taking over & you literally just wanna die? Well, that's how I feel .

But wait! There's more... Jonah Hill... Ohmylord & The Franco brothers are also killing me. & My Jai Brooks.. Oh my. I gotta stop. This is tooo long, sorry bbys.

The chapter starts;

Niall's POV:

I gotta do this. Now. I can't keep backing out. I thought to myself.

I looked to Harry. I told him on the walk here that it was going to happen. He seemed to know what I was thinking because he began to conversate with Hannah.

"So, Hannah, how do you feel about Niall over here?" He grinned.

Hannah seemed taken aback.

"Oh, uhm. I dont know. He's pretty hot." She stated what I already knew.

"Really?" Harry laughed. "I mean, like how do you feel about him?"

"Oh, well he's 3000 percent better than James. And he's caring." She looked at her lap before continuing. "And my dad likes him so there's a bonus." She giggled, lightly.

She seems nervous. But why? I mean it's only Harry and I. Maybe I should leave and Harry can tell me later.

"And, I really like him." She finally looked at me, acknowledging my presence.

"Well, he really likes you too." He said. 

Harry's POV:

I'm really glad I helped Niall. He's such a nice person, and Hannah deserves him and not a dickface like James, so I have no problem helping him.

Besides, they're both pussies and it wouldn't have gotten done any other way.

"I'll let you two be alone." I said, eyeing the two of them carefully. "I'll be outside." I pointed towards the door.

Hannah's POV:

Harry purposely helped Niall, and I'm glad because Niall is always so hesitant bringing up the topic.

"You do?" He asked me.

"Yes, I told you I wanted you when I finally got over James." I smiled.

"Hannah," He said, putting my hands in his, "Can I take you on a date?" He asked.

"You shouldn't be alone on a Saturday night, so let me take you out. Let's say, dinner and a movie?" He smiled, cheekily.

"Of course." I smiled, squeezing his hands.

"Cool, I will see you at 7:30.. sharp." He raised an eyebrow.

"I'll be ready." I flushed, slightly.

When I got home, I told my parents about my date with Niall and they were way too happy about it.

I took a shower, and washed my face. I shaved my legs, and my armpits, and thought long and hard on what I was going to wear.

I didn't know where we going, so how would I know to dress. Sighing I texted Niall.

Me: Where are we going?(:

Niall: It's a surprise!

Me: Well then, how do I dress?

Niall: What do you mean, love?

Me: You said dinner. So do I dress fancy or casual?

Niall: Not too casual, not too fancy. Just like this morning.

Me: Okay, thanks. I'll see you then.

I decided on curling my hair, and making a messy side fishtail braid. I left some pieces hanging, but they were in place in an out of place kind of way..

Instead of heavy make up like this morning, I decided on light, simpler make up.

I massaged my foundation in, and brushed my powder on. I brushed a light shade of brown eyeshadow on, and did simple mascara, nooo eyeliner this time.

I wore a simple black floral crop top and high waisted short. I wore my black high top converse and gave myself the once-over.

My mom insisted on giving me advice even though I needed none, but she wouldn't have it.

"Honey, just a few tips of advice." she pleaded.

"Fine, quickly." I said, plopping down at a seat in the dining room.

"Tip one: Don't be all awkward."

Well no fucking shit sherlock!

"Next, dont ever make the first move." she emphasized ever a little too much.

"Finally, dont over do anything." she said.

My mom has clearly had not been on a date in a while.

"Thanks mom." I leaned in for a hug.

"Anytime love." she said, as my dad walked.

"Hi dad. What time do you want me home?" I asked.

"Niall's a good kid, doesn't matter to me." He shrugged.

"Thanks guise." I sighed. Smiling, I walked into my bedroom, and checked twitter on my phone.

I only had thirty minutes before Niall arrived, and I was anxious. Too anxious.

A/N: Okay, so their date will be in the next chapter. I'm done for the night. I need my Janoskians, pizza and some green tea. Good night bbys. :)