Now That You Can't Have Me

Chapter Six: No Labels, Please

A/N: hey peoples I'm trying to start writing again!! So I've updated "Streets" my Zayn fic so far and now I'm updating this, so all that's left is I blame swifties :)

This is really short and it was just a filler. I'm to lazy to do a proper recap, but Karsons mom woke her up, just to find out Niall was coming to take her on a breakfast date yay #Kiall

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Karsons pov

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Niall was taking me out for breakfast? Before school?

I was going to breakfast with Niall and it was his idea.

I mentally squealed, trying not to be too excited, after all, I had to keep in mind his player tendencies.

I took a quick shower, then blow dried my hair, before straightening it. I applied a light amount of make up, then strutted to my dresser to find something to wear.

I decided on a cute short sleeve, mid-thing length floral dress that had an open back. I paired it with white lace-less vans and I was ready to go.

I knew it was Raina who probably set this up- maybe even forced him to do it- but I shot her a quick 'thank you' text anyways.

"Karson, Nei- I mean, Niall's here!" My mom called from the bottom of the stairs.

I hurriedly grabbed my bag, slipped on my shoes and rushed down the stairs.

My mom offered me a smile in return to my quick 'goodbye' as I sped out the door.

Sure enough, Niall was sitting in his car, waiting patiently. Once he caught notice of me, he grinned, before quickly exiting his car to open the passenger door for me.

"M'lady" he said, ushering me into the car.

Once I was buckled in he lightly closed the door, then made his way back into his seat.

It was only 6:00am, still slightly dark out, so we had two and a half hours to dine, then be at school.

"We're going to a diner.." Niall cleared his throat, looking at me with hope in his eyes for reassurance.

I nodded, simply, fiddling with my hands. I couldn't help but notice the slight blush that had crept onto to Niall's face. This was a first.

"Niall Horan, are you blushing?" I giggled, poking his cheek.

"No." He said, sternly. He gripped the steering wheel tighter, but his cheeks betrayed him as they went a few shades darker.

I just smirked to myself, deciding the poor boy had been teased enough. The short entertaining conversation had lightened my nerves, and I felt a bit more comfortable around him.

At least I knew he had feelings.

There was no more talking for the rest of the ride, just an awkward silence. Soon enough we were at the diner, and Niall finally spoke up.

"This is all on me, so don't even think about bringing your purse in.." He smiled with a chuckle.

I had no problem, but I pressed on, only because I enjoy the way he looks when he's frustrated.

"I think it would be fair if at least paid half.." I stated, nonchalantly.

Niall groaned, rolling his eyes.

"No, you see, I asked you on the date. I pay, if you ask me, you can" he winked, but looked in a train of thought before adding; "scratch that, I'd pay, 'cause I'm a gentlemen" he smiled, looking proud of himself.

I preferred sober Niall over drunk Niall any day. Sober Niall took me on dates, while drunk Niall danced on random girls to make me jealous. Sober Niall also held my hand, as he lead me to the door of where we would be eating.

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Breakfast had gone better than expected, and Niall was say sweeter than I made him out to be. Niall and I were walking through the school parking lot, when he suddenly intwined his fingers with mine.

I gasped, slightly surprised, and stopped walking, giving him a questioned look.

"What?" He laughed, shrugging.

"Why are we holding hands?" I asked scrunching my nose. It's not like we were together.

Niall must've clued in.

"I want to be able to do things like hold your hand, and take you on dates with out having to jump to a label.." He admitted, blushing for the second time today.

During breakfast, Niall joking said he had feelings for me, but only little ones, he'd add with a wink.

So I joked along, saying mine for him were only slight, almost none existent, but then at the end of the date, I'd kissed his cheek just so he was reassured I was kidding.

Part me believed Niall just didn't want to rush into things, but the other part told me it was because he wanted to still see other girls. Maybe it was both. I must've looked lost in thought, because Niall nodded his head, signalling he wanted to start walking again, before he spoke up.

"I don't want to rush into a label, but I want other guys to know that they're not aloud to try things with you." He whispered into my ear.

"You're mine" he said a little quieter, probably intending for me not to hear, but I did.

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E/N: so here it is super short but fillers normally are

~R