Chapter eight.

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Once out of the elevator, things got pretty awkward.

I mean, who knew that elevators had cameras?

The manager offered to throw away the tape, but I asked if I could keep it,  couldn't keep my big mouth shut.

When asked why, I kind of let it slip that it was my first kiss.

In front of everyone.

Including Harry, Josh, Niall, and the hotel manager.

So embarassing.

Harry and Josh figured out what happened, and kept throwing me knowing smirks and high-fiving Niall.

"Eyy, Liam just texted me, he said he'd be here soon, the flights just landed."

Niall mentioned casually, nobody paying him any attention.

"He looked up, a mishevious smirk in his eyes, and opened his mouth to add

"He's bringing Lou and Zayn."

I shot up out of my seat and spun in a circle- for who knows what reason- making myself dizzy and falling onto the floor.

Niall flashed me a dazzling smile.

"And Maz and Andy"

I squeled, running to him and hugging him, turning and jumping up and down with Harry.

"Why are you so excited Hazza? You see them all the time!"

He stopped jumping, and looked at me.

"I dunno, I just wanted to jump."

He dropped my hands immediatly and turned to walk away.

That boy was so confusing.

And soooo cute.

I turned and looked at Niall, who was a couple feet behind me, smiling softly.

He took a couple steps towards me and breathed into my ear softly.

A shiver ran down my spine, as he whispered

"Wanna do somethin' fun?"

I turned quickly to face him, realizing how close we were, once again.

"Uh-Uhm.. Yeah. Uh. What're we gonna do?"

I stuttered, taking a step backwards to put some space between us.

Niall frowned and took a step forward, our faces only a few inches apart.

"We're gonna go meet fans."

I took another step back, mostly because I didn't handle tempation well, and then processed what he said.

"They will kill me if I'm with you!"

I whisper- yelled, putting my hand on his chest as he took another step forward.

"Then you can just pretend to be one of them."

He whispered, taking another step forward, our chest touching.

I took a step back again, my back hitting the wall.

"I don't have to pretend. I am a Directioner."

I whispered, my breath caught in my throat.

My heart was beating so fast I swear, it was gonna jump out of my chest any minute.

He took another step forward, and my mind went blank.

Well, not blank.

I could only think of one thing.

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