Going the Right Direction(A One Direction Story)

Do Food Whores Exist? Cause I Know A Certain Blond Irish Kid That..

*Dai's POV*

"THAT'S MINE!" Harry screamed

"WAS, mate, you're to slow" Niall said, putting Harry's bacon in his mouth

"Niall you bastard, you allready ate your own plate, you man-pig" Harry mumbled.

I snorted. Louis was right, I was in for a surprise. Niall ate so fucking much, it was almost amazing! Seriously, that kid ate more in one sitting than me in two days! As soon as his plate had touched the table, he had launched himself against it. The poor waitress had to hurry and get her hand out of the way before Niall practically shoved it in his mouth as well. Seriously, this kid was an eating machine.

"Stupid food whore.." Harry kept mumbling to himself, giving Niall death glares.

"Leave it Hazza, you allready knew how Niall is, you should've been faster" Liam told him, not leaving his glance from his food, I guess he was protecting it against Niall as well.

"Well, maybe I like to actually TASTE my food, not just hoard it down!" Harry shot another evil look at Niall.

"What mate? I need my food!" Niall replied. "Are you going to eat that?" He said pointing at my half-eaten pancakes, with his mouth full of food.

"Uuh.. No, you can have them" I pushed my plate towards him.

"But you barely ate anything! Niall give her back her food!" Zayn said.

"No it's ok, I ate something before coming here, you can eat it Niall" I lied, forcing a smile.

Even if I would've liked my food back, it would've been impossible. Niall really eats fast... Unless we made him vomit it back up, of course.. But that wasn't the brightest idea. The restaurants' management would probably kick us out. Or probably just scold at us while they cleaned the mess.. Wait, why am I thinking of vomit again?

The rest of the boys finished eating and called the waitress for the bill. She had been all wobbly since she found out the boys were her customers, but they where nice enough and took pictures with her.

As we where getting out of the restaurant Niall started chatting to no one in particular:

"Or maybe we could go shopping? We haven't gone for a while.. Oh wait, what's for lunch?" He asked, looking at his clock.

The boys groaned.

"Seriously Nialler? We've just come out from the freakin' restaurant!" Louis slapped his own forehead.Then he turned to me and whispered:

"Did you enjoy the show?" He winked.

"Oh yes, quite entertaining.. I really liked the part where the food actually entered his mouth" I replied as serious as I could.

"Ahh.. This is why I find you so charming Dai, you and your sarcasm at its finest!" He replied acting proud, circling my shoulders with his arm.

Normally I would've pushed him off, but since I still felt bad about screaming at him in the morning, I just let his hand rest on me, just this once.

"That's me" I laughed, pointing at my self, responding to his joke.

"I like your laugh" Niall came out of no where. "It's really melodious"

"I uh, I.. Thanks" I blushed, smiling at him, then at the floor. Arg! Stop blushing Dai!

"Huh, we do have a blusher after all.." Liam stated.

"I don't blush!" But my blush only grew bigger, contradicting me.

"Sure.. And we're blind.. " Louis mumbled loud enough for me to hear.