We Are The Same - Niall Horan FanFiction

Chapter 6: Weird or Just Friendly People?

Chapter 6

 Yasmin’s P.O.V.

 I’ve never been in a suite my entire life. I try to hide my astonishment by just looking around casually like I go to hotel suites everyday. There’s a ceiling-to-floor window that faces the beaches. The suite has many rooms and hallways. The suite’s colors are black and white. The furnitures are pretty modern.  There’s a huge flat screen TV on the wall. Wow, this is just so awesome. Will I ever go to a suite like this again in the future?

But I still can’t feel comfortable since I don’t know these guys. It’s not like I think of them as serial killers. It’s just that I don’t know their ways and attitudes and that’s what making me uncomfortable.

 It’s strange how quiet I’ve been. Usually, when I’m in situations like this where I don’t know anyone and is feeling out of place, I act mean so I can hide that I’m being intimidated. But now, I just can’t be mean when that’s not who I am. Those people in parties aren’t people I’d see everyday so it’s okay if they think of me as mean and sarcastic. But this? No. I can’t be a bitch to people whom I’ll see everyday. I’ll be very uneasy if I ever find out that they’re secretly hating on me for acting like a bitch.

 The boys are talking and laughing about random things. I don’t dare join their conversation because of this newfound shyness I have.

 “There are only four rooms in this blasted suite. Since Louis and Harry are sharing the same bedroom, I guess someone has to give their room to Yasmin,” Liam says.

 “No, it’s fine. I’ll sleep on the couch,” I say.

 “What? That’s very ungentleman-like and we won’t simply allow that,” Harry says.

 “I’ll give my room to Yasmin,” Niall says.

 “No, she’s my cousin,” Zayn says. “Yasmin, you can have my room.”

 I just watch them arguing who’s going to give their room to me. I sit on the couch and play with the sleeve of my jacket instead.

 “Yasmin, which room will you choose?” they ask me.

 W-what? Then my mouth speaks without notifying my brain. “The living room. It’s a room, right?”

 “Very nice. But the living room is ours all. You can have Liam’s room,” Louis says. “And, you, Liam, can sleep in either Niall’s or Zayn’s room.”

 I turn to Liam and say, “You don’t have to, really.”

 “It’s nothing. I’ll sleep in Niall’s room,” he says, smiling.

 “Hey, thank you,” I say.

 “You’re welcome.”

 Louis leaps and sits next to me on the couch. “Feel free to do anything in this suite, milady.”

 “I thank you for the kind offer, sir,” I say, copying the way of speaking centuries ago.

 “It is nothing, milady,” he says.

 “Aye, I genuinely thank you for I shall eat all the carrots in this suite, dear sir.” Hmm, I heard from Ash and Jen that Louis likes carrots. Let’s see if that’s true.

 “Madame, that’s one thing a proper lady shall not do. You can not eat all the carrots or all my manliness shall get lost and I will no longer be a proper knight.”

 I burst out laughing.

 He fakes a gasp and says, “That, madame, is a very unlady-like gesture. I advise that you do not do that again.”