Chapter 20: Out and About with 1D

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Niall POV

Annikka and I walked hand in hand on our way to Nando's. I thought about what she had told me earlier, about how she missed me everyday. I see now I was an idiot to ever let management tell me who to talk to and who not to. I broke Annikka's heart, and nothing in the world is worth more than Annikka. Even if I lose my job. I'm such a coward, for not standing up to them. I see how broken Annikka is in her eyes, jut like I used to see her eyes twinkle with happiness and a little mischief. Speaking of mischief. "Nothing for your thoughts," Annikka grinned at me. "Oi!" I pouted. "Why nothing?" I frowned. "You owe me, Mister. And I owe you nothing." She smirked. "Well, that's just fair, but you don't have to be mean about it." I argued. "And you didn't have to kiss me like that." She whispered. "Why did you?" I stared at the ground, feeling my cheeks burn. I opened my mouth to apologize, but then I thought, Why would I apologize for doing something I enjoyed and still long to do. And it wasn't wrong, either.

We still held hands, but we were quiet the rest of the way.

Annikka POV

Niall didn't reply. I don't know why I said that... it's just, I mean. I guess he kissed me because he liked me. Liked  me. Does he still like me now? I sighed to myself. The moment we entered Nando's girls squealed and glared. Some took pictures, but none of us said anything. They didn't approach us, well, except for a seven year old girl. "Hi, Niall." She grinned, looking perfectly calm. "Hello," Niall replied. She looked at me sweetly. "What's your name?" She asked me. "Annikka. What's yours?" I asked her. "Michelle." She replied. "Is Annikka your girlfriend, Niall?" Michelle asked and I blushed. "Um, no." Niall replied akwardly, but then he mouthed something to her and winked, making her squeal. She ran off, giggling as she went. "Niall, did you just flirt with a seven year old? Goodness me...." I said, my eyes wide. "No, you know I wouldn't do that, Annikka." He said, looking hurt. "Let's go eat, shall we?" He changed the subject. "Hmph," I said but I nodded. I scanned the room for an empty table for all of us, and found one in the far right corner. I pulled him over to it, and others followed as three waitresses hopped nervously to our table. "Hi, um, Sirs. Um, what would you like?" The one in the middle asked, fluttering her lashes at Harry. "Can I get you anything to drink? Ayee-hee-hee!" The one on the right squeaked. The one on the left said nothing, but stood there frozen, mouth wide open. "I'll have whatever your having, Ni." I said, as the girl on the right, Cathy, her name tag read, giggled and winked at Niall. "I need to go to the loo." I told him, letting go off his hand as Cathy The Flirty Waitress looked at me like I was a chewed up wad of gum stuck on the table. I made my way to the ladies rest room and locked the door behind me. I stared at myself in the mirror, feeling so.... cross. I wanted to rip her hair out. I shook my fist at the mirror, straightened out my clothes, relaxed my face and left the rest room. The flirty duo were gone, and Niall was staring at the rest room, as if waiting for something magic to happen. I walked over an sat down next to him. "What'd you get me?" I asked. "Two orders of Peri-Peri Potato Chips and aVery Berry  frozen yogurt." He smiled. "You know me so well." I grinned. I'm not a big fan of chicken, but Niall knows I'm crazy about potatoes. Roast potatoes, mashed potatoes, jacket potatoes, fries, potato chips, anything potatoes! I'm also a berry-lover. Anything with berries. "What'd you get?" I asked him. "Peri-Peri Chicken and a chocolate frozen yogurt." He said. Jessica and Harry decided to share a Meal Platter, Beck ordered a Double Chicken Breast Fillet Burger, Kelly ordered a Louis and Sarah both asked for Chicken Butterfly, blushing when they said it in unison. Zayn and Skylar ordered a Wing Roulette, Lily ordered Luso Beans, her sister asked for the Ratatouille, Liam ordered a Veggie Burger, and Anna ordered a Portobello Mushroom and Grilled Halloumi Cheese Pitta. We compared orders for about ten minutes, and the flirty duo was back. "Here's your order, miss." Cathy  said, placing the chips in front of me, and accidentally dropping my frozen yogurt so that it smashed into my face, rolled down, and landed in my lap. "Oh, my. I'm so very sorry." She smirked. "Anything else you'd like, Mr. Horan?" She said, ignoring me as I sat with my mouth open, melting berry yogurt dripping off my blushing cheek, as everyone in the restaurant stared at me. The other one, Heather the name tag read, had also accidentally spilled something on Jessica. "I'd like to talk to the manager." Niall said finally, his jaw clenched. Harry cleared his throat. "Yes, I think we'd like to give him a little customer feedback about the staff around here." He agreed. The girls' eyes widened, and they stammered, "Yes-s, sirs. Right away, um..." They trailed off and ran to the kitchen. "You, uh, have a little something there." Niall grinned. I rolled my eyes at him. The others just stared at us. He handed me a table napkin and I wiped the sticky stuff off my face. Harry did the same. "Hey Jess, want to go clean up in the comfort room?" I invited, but not just to clean up. I knew Jessica needed someone to talk to about this. She smiled gratefully and nodded, understanding. We walked to the C.R. and I saw she was crying. "Jessica, it's okay. They were just jealous." I patted her on the back. "B-but Harry was... he was... flirting with that Heather waitress." She stammered. We entered the comfort room and locked the door. I washed my face and wipe the berry stains off my clothes. She did the same. "We all know Harry has that cheeky side, but if it bothers you that much, why don't you tell him?" I said gently. "Because I, I'm just a fangirl." She replied. "I don't even know if Harry likes me." She sniffed. "Nonsense. Harry fancies you, Jessica! Why would he invite you to his hotel?" I told her. "I don't know. Don't famous people do random nice things to fans for no reason?" She said, still crying. "He may be famous and cheeky, and a little flirty, but Harry is a nice boy." I said. "He is still a normal boy and I know that most normal boys would fancy you, Jess." I smiled. "Thanks, Nikki. I guess this really is a comfort room." She grinned. "Come on, I bet Harry's complaining about what Heather did right now." I smiled and we made our way back to the table. "She dumped frozen yogurt on a Niall's girlfriend!" I heard girl say. "Hi, Annikka." Michelle greeted me. "Hi, um, what did you call me?" I blushed. "Annikka." She made a funny face at me. "No, before that, what were you saying?" I asked. "Oh, um... nothing." She grinned. Niall, Harry, and the rest of the group were talking to the manager, a middle-aged man named Bob. "Yes sir, I'm sorry, sir. We'll fire them right away. I'm sorry for their behavior. We'll serve all of you desserts, on the house!" Bob the manager said, anxious to calm the Niall and Harry down. "This is bad," I heard a waiter say from behind me. "If people find out staff in this branch made celebrities mad oh... bad, bad." He muttered. I saw Cathy smirk out of the corner of my eye, and Heather had her arms crossed. Naturally, girls all over the restaurant took pictures, and probably videos of Niall and Harry complaining. When the manager left and two waiters replaced Cathy and Heather, Louis stood up and said in a loud voice, "Would all of you who took pictures please delete them? We'd appreciate that very much, yes, we don't want the press knowing about this. Thank you, everyone. We just want to have a normal day out. Thank you." He said and instantly girls tapped away, deleting photos and videos and recordings. "Thanks, boobear." Harry grinned and the crowd went "Aww,". "Oh, Larry Stylinson isn't real. We're just very good friends. As you can see, we both have girlfriends." Harry announced, and the crowd went, "Ohhh,". Everyone calmed down, except for Jessica. She grabbed her phone and started typing. A minue later, my phone recieved a text message.

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