***********Becky's POV*********************
Breathing a sigh of frustration, I ran my brush through my unruly blonde hair with force, yelping as it got stuck in the mass of honey tangles. I hated my morning hair.
How was I going to be able to go on a date with Niall Horan when i looked like this?
The doorbell rang. Great.
"Just a minute!" I quickly pulled my hair into a bun and let a few tendrils hang over my ears. I then grabbed my coat and slid into it as I ran towards the front door.
"Mornin' Becky," he grinned and held out a bunch of roses. How sweet!
"Aww, thanks Niall," I grinned and gave him a hug. "Where are we going today?"
"We're going to get lunch with the others," he answered as I slammed the house door shut and walked down the drive. "We have to discuss ideas for our world tour coming up, but I didn't want to cancel our date. So, I thought, here's an idea! Why don't I combine them both together?"
I clenched my teeth together.
I was going to see Harry, again?
"It's alright with you, yeah Becky?" Niall smiled at me, and I nodded.
"Yeah. Sounds great."
