Yes, Maybe, or No?

Chapter Fourteen

Quickie Author Note: Hey this includes NIALL'S POV. I know I've only had like, one time that happened but oh well! Here it is again! Oh wait and I know the Brits this year were in February I think? But now it's June kinda so just PRETEND. Thanks!! xx

Niall's POV:

"Where is it?" Louis muttered to himself, searching everywhere, even asking me to get up to see if something was under my butt. 

I looked up from the computer on the glass coffee table, confused. "Where's what?" I asked. 

He mock-gasped. "You mean, where's who?" he corrected. 

Snickering, I dragged my eyes back to the Twitter screen. Who knew what went on in that boy's head. Harry walked in, looking like he just woke up. Look who was up all night [A/N haha... song relation anyone?] clubbing and getting tired? Good thing he wasn't having a hangover... Those were the worst. "Hello," I said with zero enthusiasm. He nodded slightly and went to the kitchen to get some advil. 

"Oh Kevin! Kevin! Where for art thou Kevin?" Louis sang. Harry groaned inwardly and I laughed a little. He was the perfect part for the new play Romeo and Kevin-ette. That stupid stuffed pigeon from the video diaries... I'm surprised it was still around and not on a shelf in some lucky fan's room. They would die for it because at the end of the video diary he had kissed it. 

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. "Harry go get it! It's probably Liam and Zayn," I pointed over my shoulder with my thumb. He shrugged and went to open the door. 

"Um, it's not either of the guys. In fact, it's not even a guy. You may wanna see this cause-" I looked over my shoulder. 

"Dee!" I went over the couch and ran over to her picking her up off of her feet and into a big hug. Overdoing it? No way. 

Once I set her down, she blushed a little and then turned to Harry. "Harry go get em," she commanded, giving him a sweet smile. 

"Fine," he grumbled and went to fetch her bags. 

Delilah turned to me. "I missed you!" she leaned over and kissed me on the cheek. 

"What about that job?" I asked, concerned. 

She looked down at her flats. "Um well, I turned it down, I guess..." she looked back up and smiled. "But it was worth it!" Lou stopped in his frantic search and grinned, running over. 

"DEE DEE!" he yelled, hugging her. 

"Not. Breathing. Please. Put. Down," Delilah squeaked. Louis set her down, still grinning. 

"Okay I have some news!" Zayn exclaimed, walking inside the flat followed by Liam. 

Delilah looked confused and then looked at me. I shrugged. "We're going to the Brits!" Liam exclaimed. 

"Ohmygod!" Delilah screamed. She wasn't the one winning the award. "You guys got nominated?" she asked. 

"Yeah we got nominated for the best British single What Makes You Beautiful!" Zayn announced. Instantly, the room was filled with whoops and yells. 

"Congrats," she whispered in my ear.

I grinned, realizing something. "We need dates!" 

Harry snickered. "And I thought I would need to remind you..." 

Delilah looked at him. "Yeah but you still don't have one," she replied, raising an eyebrow. 

He grinned and took out his phone. "Actually, I do. Met her at Jack Wills, actually. Bethany Park. She's the best!" he showed Delilah a picture of him with a pretty blonde girl with hazel eyes. I rolled my eyes. He was starting to get desperate but actually she was a nice girl. 

"We have to go SHOPPING!" Lou yelled. 

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Delilah's POV:

"No way. I am not coming out of this dressing room!" I announced, starting to pull off the dress. I could practically see all the boys look at Niall for help. 

"Come on Dee! It's fine!" he urged, twisting the door handle up and down. 

Impatient, all the boys started pounding on the door. They all leaned against the door and I realized this was like the first shopping trip we had took. 

I groaned and then opened the door. "There, happy? It looks absolutely-" I was about to say horrible but Niall and Harry nodded aprovingly. 

"That's the one," Zayn agreed, smiling at the dark purple dress I was wearing. It was strapless, went to mid thigh, and had a little sash. It was perfect. Just not on me. 

"Stop lying," I commanded, pouting a little.

Liam tilted his head. "We're not!" he protested. 

"Whatever," I muttered. "What about you guys? What do you have in mind?" I asked, looking at Niall's casual day outfit of cream colored chinos, Jack Wills hoodie, and black Supras. 

"Oh, that's already been discussed with Simon and everyone. We're going to do the whole tux thing you know?" Liam informed me. 

Louis rolled his eyes. "Yeah, yeah, go pay..." he shooed me off into the dressing room. 

I went back into the dressing room and slid the dress off, changing back into my other clothes. 

When I went back out, there was a blonde girl who looked like-

"Hey Dee meet Bethany Park, my girlfriend!" Harry told me. I smiled at the girl who was smiling back. 

"I've heard a lot about you," she gushed, holding out her hand. 

I nodded, not wanted her to know I didn't know anything about her. Oops. "I'm Delilah Fontaine, Niall's date for the Brits," I shook her hand politely. 

"LET'S GO GET SOME FOOD!" Niall almost yelled. Bethany and I both laughed. Lou had gone and payed for my dress with my credit card. 

"Yes dear, let's go," I giggled, taking his hand. 

Dear invisible fans:

I know, it was a filler sort of like at the end. I want the chapter to be at least two pages for you! So next chappy will be them at the Brits, video to the side, photo to the side. Watch the video and observe! Yay! I reached 200 reads and 50 votes! Thanks! 

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