Waiting For A Girl Like You

Chapter 4 - Niall Horan...

Waiting For A Girl Like You

Chapter 4

What?... Him?... what's he doing here?

The hot ass bus driver, he's in the same spot as when he dropped me off. I squint my eyes and study him. He's reading a book, is he waiting for me? No way, overreaction! maybe he's just... on his break? 

I decide to make my way over to him, I mean he is my only way home.

I hesitate before I step into the bus. I stare at him blankly. Why the actual fuck is he still here? maybe he's a 1D fan? - SCORE! 

He looks away from his book, green eyes glowing, his perfect teeth in a smile and his dark brown hair pushed back, his hair looks sexy pushed back. Am I drooling? 

"Hey" he speaks, his husky voice loud and clear. I stare at his pink lips without looking away. Dang, snap out of it Charlie!

"Hey, um, what are you doing here?" I flick my head around and take a seat.

"Oh nothing just watching the concert 10 meters away from the venue while it's locked and surrounded by security" He pauses for a second with a smirk glued onto his face. "I'm waiting for you, what do you think?" He finished, starting the bus and drove out of the bus parking zone.

Did I hear that right? He wouldn't like a girl like me, I own one pair of shoes for christs sake.

Looking back up at me, I could see the amusement in his smile as he bites his lower lip pulling back an obvious laugh at my reaction to his stalkerish 'flirting'.

I just stay quiet, I mean what the hell am I meant to say to a hot guy who just told me he stalked me.. in a way.

"So, I never got your name" he says. Is that a fact? I chuckle to myself.

"Charlie" I say, searching through my bag for a piece of gum.

"You alright?" He takes a glimpse at the rear view mirror to look at me.

"Breaking the rules now are we?" I change the subject, laughing slightly. There's no way i'm telling him about my past.

"What?" He asks, confused.

"Not watching the road could get me killed" I critisize his driving skills.

"We don't want a pretty girl like you killed" He winks in the mirror again, quickly staring back at the road. Why does he have to turn everything into flirting? I mean, I don't mind.. but still.

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"We've arrived" the bus stops, throwing my body forward slightly as I stand up and rapidly grab onto the bars. 

"Thank you" I begin walking towards the doors of the bus. I hear a strange noise and as i'm about to exit, the doors close. Oh, he's good.

I turn on my heel and glare at him with one hand on my hip. He chuckles down at the ground. But when you smile at the ground it aint hard to tell... I sang in my head. 

"Can I leave now?" I ask politely, still glaring.

"Not until you give me your number" He pulls out his phone clicking the 'contacts' button.

"You're such a tease, no way" I lean against the closed doors.

"Guess you're sleeping in the bus tonight" he chuckles, poking out his tongue.

"Ugh, fine!" I pull out a ripped piece of paper from my small bag and write down my phone digits. I may seem to not enjoy this, but you got it all wrong this is hella fun!

"Have a great night" he takes the paper at the same time the doors open and yep, i'm still leaning on them. I fly out catching myself on the bus stop seats. Thank Jesus!

He's lucky it's not period month.

Settling myself, I hop up and cross the road quickly opening the doors of the hotel.

"Hey rachel!" I greet the receptionist.

"That was a quick concert" she exclaims. 

"Uh, yeah" I wave my hand and sprint up the stairs that led to my mother and I's hotel room.

9:30pm. The concert finishes at 10. 

I slip into my pyjamas and flop onto the couch, turning on the television and flicking through a few channels until it lands on MTV.

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*Niall's POV*

"That's what makes you beautiful!" We finish the lyrics to the song, screaming fans and dimming lights. I pat Liam's back as we all sprint off the stage and straight to our dressing rooms.

"Another great concert guys!" Liam cheered, taking out his ear piece and relaxing on the couch. 

I still can't get over that girl, I feel bad. I think to myself resting my head on my hands.

"It's alright, Ni, you didn't do anything" Zayn flops next to me. Dammit, I thought out loud! 

"She was hot" Harry added, typical.

"If it's bugging you this much Nialler then why don't you go out there and look for her? There wouldn't be that much fans" Louis suggested, leaning on my back.

"I think I will.." I smile slightly stepping off the couch and sprinting through the hallways.