How to Lose a Niall in Ten Days

One Dalmation

Day Two:

Be sarcastic all the time.

Be vocal with things you do not like about him.

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Niall had left my house last night around seven after the agreement that I would meet him at the studio tomorrow. I had expressed my interest in working the sound booth back in highschool and Niall had taken it upon himself to make sure I knew about the one in the studio.

You would think that I would be forcing Niall into spending time with me while in reality it was the opposite. Niall had seemed to take charge in our schedule. It could have been because of the red velvet cake but who knows.

It was quite surprising how he would have thought to get me cake and ice cream. There's the steortype that all girls like chocolate but in reality, girls just like to be unbothered with their favorite things. People assume that it's chocolate and shoes for us females. I don't mind chocolate but I would trade it for a burrito everyday.

But it's the thought that counts right?

Even if it was red velvet cake which would be poking fun of a girl on her period. But all in all, it was hilarious. Next time Adriana and Grace were being bitchy, I'd just order a cake for them. I could even do it for the office holiday party for everyone there to see.

That would be a small taste of payback.

The best type would be winning this bet though. If I won, I would be superior and thus be able to call the shots. It wouldn't be me to get the left over files and clients, they would.

People should have learned by now to not mess with Allyson Brown. But I guess I'll just have to teach them this.

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"Hey, you're here! Was wondering when you'd get here." Niall said when I walked through the door of Studio B.

"I would have been here sooner but there was a hoard of people outside. Then I had to go through to this security area to see if I was legit."

Niall frowned. "I told them you'd be coming. They should have just let you through."

I shrugged my shoulders before pulling off my jacket. "It was fine. I'm the same stature of most of the girls out there. Plus I parked right next to their moms so it could have been assumed that I was with them."

Niall mumbled something before sitting down on one of the couches the studio had to offer. "So what'd you say to make them believe?"

"I don't know." I shrugged my shoulders. "They keep saying that I needed to go with the other 'directioners'." I said using air quotes around the world directioners. "I didn't know what that meant so I asked in which direction I should go."

He let out a loud laugh while throwing his head back. "That's what we call the fans. Well I call them princesses but that's the fandom name. What happened after that?"

I shrugged my shoulders before sitting down on the couch next to him, some space of course. "I just said I was here for you. The security guard say that no one but One Direction was allowed in. I responding saying I had no clue who One Direction was, just One Dalmatian. He let me in after that."

"Whose One Dalmatian?"

I blinked. "That's your band. I didn't get the name right?"

"N-no. The band is called 'One Direction'. Ima have to tell Harry that later."

"Harry Stains?" I said. I had watched an interview of them last night after Niall had left. I wanted to make sure I wasn't walking in blind. But now I suppose walking in wrong was worse.