Suddenly Falling (Niall Horan FanFic) (Slow updates)

Chapter 14.

Filler chapter. Damn you writer's block. x\

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“I have to talk to you.” Niall smiled.

As the waiter ushered us toward a two-seater table, Niall kept his hand on a part of my back.

What did I do? Why does he need to talk to me? Did I do anything wrong? Once we reached the table, Niall pulled out a chair for me, before he sat down.

“Sooooo.” He smiled.

“So?” I said shyly.

“How are you feeling?” He asked.

“Good. Your interview went well. Your fans are lovely, rowdy a bit, but nevertheless, they were cool.” I smiled.

“How about right now?”

“Now? Honestly?”

He nodded in response.

“Nervous.” I looked at my fingers and gave off ‘I’m-trying-to-stay-not-nervous-here’ laugh.

“Why are you nervous?” He laughed.

“I don’t know. I just am.” I looked at him with a small smile. “You?”

“Same.” He looked down.

“What? Why are you nervous? You’re the one who asked for a separate table.” I raised my brow at him.

“Uhhhh... let’s order?” He gave off a smile that showed me his braces and ignored my question and reached for the menu. I squinted my eyes and gave him my best ‘are-you-kidding-me’ look.

“What’re you having?” He asked, keeping his eyes on the menu.

“I’ll have whatever you are having.” I mumbled while keeping my eyes on the menu in front of me. I glanced up and he frowned at me.

“We’ll have two orders of the Chef’s special and two Cokes, please.” Niall ordered.

“Would that be all?” Niall nodded. “Desserts? The waiter asked. “We’ll order later, thank you.” He smiled. The waiter hurried off with our orders back to the restaurant kitchen.

 Niall took his phone out from his pocket and just started using it. I am dying of anxiousness here. I was figuring out how to break this silence.

“Care to speak your mind?” I asked him. He glanced up at me and put his phone back in his pocket.

“Yeah… Uhhm… sooo…” Are you kidding me? I just kept staring at him, waiting for a piece of his mind.

“You’re getting impatient aren’t you?” He smiled. I glared at him, “You think?”

“You’re cute when you’re pissed.” He smirked. My face muscles released the tension I was holding, and my lips curled into a small smile. Talk about getting caught off guard. My face muscles betrayed me. :\

“There’s the smile I’ve been waiting for.” He grinned. “It’s hard to hate me, isn’t it?” He wagged his eyebrows at me.

“Yes.” I sighed in defeat. Damn you Niall James Horan and your adorable face. Damn. “Self-satisfaction.” I muttered then rolled my eyes.

“I’m waiting…” Me. “I’m getting there. I’m just trying to figure this out.”Niall.

“Figure what out?” I asked. He was about to respond when the waiter came in with our drinks.  We stayed in silence until the waiter was out of sight.