Chapter 8

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I wake and feel my head on someones chest and an arm around me. Who is that? All the things that happened last night rushed in my head. Last night was so much fun with Niall. He was very down to earth. I guess that he isn't the typical "celebrity" He was different. He was himself and won't let anyone change him. Then I realize that it was Niall who I was on. He woke up and we both looked at each other and shot up out of the bed. 

"Im sorry. I just feel asleep while I was talking to you last night." He said scatching his head, awardly. 

"It's fine. I understand. I'm just gonna go.. get ready." I pointed towards the bathroom and walked over.

"Yeah. Yeah. Go ahead ill go and make.. breakfast." He walked out.

Well that was extremely awkward. I go over to the bathroom and just look at myself. I think about every single detail that happened last night. I think I do like Niall. But, he would never like me back. He's the type of guy that would go for a model or an actress, not a normal girl.  I splash my face with water and dry my face off. I go down stairs to a smell of bacon. I'm guessing Niall made bacon? I turn the corner and see Niall dancing to music. I stand there watching him dance until he finally notices me. 

"OH...Ummm" he runs over to the radio and turns it down. "I was just.. umm.." 

"Nice dance moves. But i have too say my moves are better." I say walking past him. 

"Yah.. right." he said laughing. 

"Yahh.. I am right" i say glaring at him. 

He puts the bacon on the plate and sits down next to me. I took one and took a bit of it. 

"How do you like it?" he said looking at me. 

"It just tastes like bacon?" 

"But I made it!" 

"So?" 

"So... It's suppose to be better than just regular bacon!" 

"Ohh.. Whatever!" i say and push him. 

"Is Ariel hear yet?" I ask Niall. 

"Nope. I don't know where she is." Niall says with a mouth full of food.

We continue to eat. Once we are done we go to the living room. We watch "Jackass" That movie is SO stupid, but funny. It's a stupid-funny. 

"You know what we should do!" Niall said jumping out of his seat. 

"What?" 

"We should just roam the streets of New york! You know, just explore." 

"I know all the streets of New York." 

"Well good. We won't get lost! Now lets go!" He grabbed my hands and dragged me to my room. 

"Okay. Okay! Ill get ready!" 

"yay!" he skipped back to his room to get ready. 

I swear sometimes he can be such a little kid, but that's what I like about him. I now have come to the point where i know I like Niall, but I can't do anything about it. I put on a laced shirt, shorts and fishtailed my hair to the side. I go down stairs and Niall is already waiting for me sitting on the couch. He's wearing a tank top and shorts. I think is trying to kill me. He looks so good in a tank top. We head out and just walk wherever we wanted to. Me and Niall are starting to be really good friends. Great. I think I'm going to be stuck in the "friend zone" He puts his arms around my shoulder. I give him a weird look. 

"OH whatever.. You know you like it." he winks at me. I do like it, but I'm not going to tell him that. 

I kick him on the butt with my foot. 

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