Caitlyn's POV.
Right after the concert, the boys and some of the staffs decided to throw up a party in a club, again. Aren't they tired of that shitty place yet?
"Niall, I don't wanna go. You know what happened last time, right?"
Memory of the thing happened that night quickly flashes up in my head like a lightning. The way Niall pushes the guy onto the floor and throwing loads of punches directly to the guy's face and leaving the guy's face covered with blood, the memory still surprises me. To be honest, I was afraid of Niall that night, I've never seen him acted like that before and it was the very first time for me to watch him like that.
Niall good at punching, it never crosses in my mind. All I knew was he's just a sweet guy and knows nothing about being rugged. He never had a bad boy aura, never.
He think for awhile, "Fine, we'll go back to our hotel." He finally gave in as he put up his arms above his chest. "But we'll go to a convenience store first." He added.
He wiggled his eyebrows and I quickly caught up what is he trying to say, he wanted a movie night.
"You're the best!" I tiptoe my foot and reached him for a warm hug.
Once we pulled into a driveway of the convenience store near by our hotel, we jump off of the car and headed inside. There are no people inside the store except for the poker face woman on the cashier area who keeps on chewing her gum.
Niall got a cart from somewhere and he told me to get inside of it since no one will see us and I bet the poker face woman wouldn't mind and care so I did what Niall told me.
We started to laugh as we passed on different sections and grab different bags of chips, sodas and chocolates.
He turn the cart to the left side and loads of whip cream welcomed us, he grabbed one and opened it.
"Niall, we didn't paid that yet!"
"I'm Niall and I don't care." He boastfully said as he places the whip cream infront of his mouth and completely ingesting it. I grabbed one too, I will make sure I'll play with his badass 'feeling badboy' game.
I opened it up and doing the same thing he did minutes ago. I swallow the whip cream inside my mouth, completely filling every area of my mouth until he finally spoke up, "O, c'mon go back there, we aren't finish with our tour yet."
I didn't mind if the products inside the cart will get smudged or what, I get inside again and Niall started to push the cart. We passed by the woman in the cashier and there's still no emotion can be seen on her face. Suddenly, Niall stopped the cart again, we're now facing different kind of Dvds. Yeah, how will the 'movie night' can be completed without movies?
He started to grabbed Dvds and scanning each of it, I let him choose, but I got up from the cart once I saw him grabbing horror movies.
"No vampires, no killing, no zombies, no paranormal, no horror." I grabbed the Dvds away from his hands and putting each of it back to their places.
"I want that!" He argued.
"If you want horror movies then watch it alone, while I'll go grab another hotel room just for me." I dare.
"What ever, you choose." He gave in, I know he can't resist me.
I smirked at myself as I started to scan each movies. It took forever for me to choose the right one, well, right three.
"Okay, I got it!"
"What's it?" Niall rolled his eyes, grabbing the three movies I chose.
"A Walk to Remember? The Notebook? The Fault in Our stars? You seriously want to watch this?" He asked.
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