When Boy Meets Girl

Chapter 9

The next day, I spent the morning shopping with Eleanor, Danielle, and Lacey. I came back to the hotel with an entire new wardrobe of pastel colored shirts and high waisted shorts. Eleanor and Danielle were very influencial.

"Chris, wanna go to Times Square? We have to head out to concert tomorrow." 

"Sure, Niall, that would be nice." I ate up the last piece of my delicious pizza crust and licked my fingers greedily. 

"Ready!" I announced. Andy looked up at me, but turned away when I caught him staring. Niall helped me slip into my winter coat and we were out. All the couples were out. Harry and Lacey went to a movie, Eleanor and Louis were shopping, Danielle and Liam were at some fesetival, and Zayn and Perrie spent the entire day skyping. 

Niall and I took a cab to Times Square, though it was close enough to walk. It was freezing outside and Niall probably would've gotten ambushed on the way by fans, so a cab was the safest bet. Getting a cab in New York City was so easy. All you had to do was lift a hand and there was a yellow car pulled up next to you seconds later. 

The inside of the car was small, but at least we were close enough to be warm. There was a little scented tree hanging in the front, making the entire thing smell like a piney forest. I suddenly wanted to be in the country in London. I put visiting upstate New York during the winter on the top of my 'To do in America' list. 

The cab stopped abruptly and we jumped out of the car as it pulled away quickly. 

"How friendly," I muttered. 

We were surrounded by masses of people, all with smiles on their faces. Snow was falling and the place turned into a winter wonderland. The jumboscreen flashed with advertisements and movie previews. 

"This is amazing!" I yelled spinning in a full circle. The colored lights made me dizzy. 

"Great isn't it?" Niall held me in his arms and gave me a nice kiss. I could feel people taking photos of us. Niall offered me a piggy back ride. I accepted unprepared for what he was about to do.

"I LOVE CHRISTINA!" he shouted from the top of his lungs as he ran around Times Square. Older people grumbled but the younger ones awwhed and took more pictures. I was embarrassed and happy all at once. 

"I LOVE NIALL HORAN!" I screamed out even louder, losing all the shame I ever had. Everyone in the square was looking our way with interest. When a circle had formed around the two of us, we decided it was time. 

Niall took out his guitar and we sat in the snow. His tune filled the chilly air. 

"Don't wanna be reminded, don't wanna be seen," he sang. People took out their video cameras and swayed. 

"Don't wanna be without you, my judgements clouded," I continued.

"Like tonight's sky." This was the first time I had heard his voice so close. 

I heard murmurs in the crowd. I could only pick out a few things.

"Who is that girl?" "New british pop star?" they were saying.

My own voice was finally being heard. When the song finished, the onlookers dispersed, chatting about the special performance they had just recieved. I threw my arms around Niall and we fell back into the snowy concrete. Life was a dream. Then Andy popped into my head. 

I gasped and sat up.

"What's wrong love?" Niall asked, obviously concerned.

"Nothing, nothing." But I couldn't get the sad look on Andy's face out of my mind.