Change My Life (Niall Horan Fanfiction)

Chapter 11: FIFA Isn't Just A Game

Chapter 11: FIFA Isn't Just A Game

*Niall's POV *

I parked the car on the curb in front of me and the lads flat. Our flat isn't big like you would expect a celebrity or millionaire to own, but it is big enough for five rowdy boys to have enough space to vent out so it never really felt crowded. I was actually glad we picked out this house because it felt really home-y. The front of the house was simple, none of us wanted anything fancy, it had the brick like kind of wall that most of the houses in London have that made it look old but modern.

I made eye contact with Yasmeen. She had pulled back her curly, wavy hair into a pony tail with a hairband, she must have have had with her. It made her face stand out more, "We're here, love" her face reddened with my comment, which made me smile.

"Umm, Niall, I umm..." she was nervous about meeting the boys I can tell by the way her eyes looked sort of scared and anxious. When she realized that her eyes had sold her out, she glanced down to her hands and started picking at her light blue nail varnish.

I reached over and put my hand under her chin, lifting it and turning her face to meet my gaze. "Are you scared that the boys won't like ya?" she slightly nodded and tried to move her head out of my grasp. "Hey, hey, don't ya worry they're gonna love ya. If you don't feel comfortable I'll take you back to your flat, does that sound good?"

She smiled and nodded again more confidently. "That sounds like a plan. Haha"

I have an idea, "Hold on."

"Wait, what?" she gave me a puzzled look. I unbuckled myself and got out of the car. I jogged over to Yasmeen's door and opened it.

"Well hello there." She said. I bowed my head in a curtsy and reached out to take her hand. She handed me the bags of food first (half of it was already empty since we ate some on the ride here) which I quickly passed to my other hand, so I could manage to take her hand. I bent down to kiss the back of her hand and I knew that when I looked up she would be blushing. She most certainly was, so I lightly chuckled because I was right.I helped her out of the car and she giggled again.

"Am I a gentleman now?" I asked. I heard laughter coming from her. I looked at her and saw her smirk.

"Mhm, I don't know," she paused and let go of my hand. "maybe..." and with that she skipped over to the door, leaving me there . "Are you just gonna stand there or are you gonna open the door for me." She impatiently tapped her foot and laughed again. Yasmeen still had the anxious look in her eyes. I was glad that she didn't look scared anymore, and if she did she didn't show it. I ran to catch up with her, and laughed along with her.

I started patting my pockets searching for the keys. Where could they be? I'm embarrassing myself in front of Yasmeen. I felt heat rushing my face. I had no doubt that my face was crimson. I ran my hand through my hair in frustration. Shit, I hope I didn't leave the keys in the...

"You better not have left the keys in the car." She jokes.

"I umm noooo..." She shook her head in disbelief but I knew she was joking. I turned around to go check if I left the keys. This is turning out just great, I probably left the keys inside the Range Rover when I was conducting my plan to be more of a gentleman. She probably thinks I'm careless and now she won't want to hang out with us. As I started walking I heard the jingle of the keys.

"Niall, I got the keys." I turned back to face her. Yasmeen held the keys up high, shaking the keys again. "you left them in the ignition." she laughed again.

"I'm sorry. I-" I started to apologize.

"Hey," she walked over to me. "Why are you apologizing for? I think it was really adorable that you opened the door for me. It doesn't matter that you forgot the keys ok?" I nodded and she put the keys into my hand as she closed her hand on mine. She was right but I still felt slightly guilty. "By the way I do think you are a gentleman. Now let's go inside! I want to meet the rest of One Direction, I did miss that meet and greet."