My First and Last Love

First Date

"WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME THAT NIALL FUCKING HORAN ASKED YOU OUT?!" Wendy screams into the phone.

"I'm sorry!" I chuckle. "I was tired last night and wanted to go to bed, but I made a mental note to tell you first thing in the morning."

"Ohmygod, ohmygod!" She shreaks. "Have you called him yet?! Do you know what you're gonna wear tonight??! Do you know where you're going?!"

"Wendy, BREATHE." I laugh. "I'll text him right now."

"You better. Ohmygod Danielle, what if by next month you're Niall Horan's girlfriend?!"

"Mhmm, that's likely. Wendy, he probably does this with girls all the time. We'll go on a date, maybe have a one night stand, and in the morning I'll do the walk of shame out of his flat and we'll never talk again." I sigh. As sad as it is, I know it's true. "And if you're wondering why I'm doing it if I know that's going to happen, well, I just wanna have some fun. I'm 22 years old for crying out loud, I should have some."

"I agree. But you never know. And if you do start dating, maybe he can set me up with Harry." I can practically hear her heart beat. She's loved Harry, ever since the day she watched his audition for X-Factor.

"Alright, we'll see. I'm gonna text Niall now." I say.

"You text me the MINUTE you know the details about your date." She demands.

"Okay, okay, bye loser." I hang up.

I grab the piece of paper sitting on my nightstand with Niall's number, and type it into my phone.

Hey! So about that date tonight, what did you have in mind? :) xx

Almost imediately, he responds.

I'm taking you out to dinner and a movie. Text me your address. I'll pick you up at 7 babe. ;)

What resturant and what movie? :)

La Mella, the best italian place in town. Doesn't matter what movie, not like we'll really be watching. ;)

I laugh. After texting him my address, I call Wendy back, telling her the details, and she agrees to come over at 5 to do my hair and makeup.

***

I look in the mirror at myself, with Wendy standing behind me, smiling, like she just accomplished a huge job. I wear a high-low black skirt, with a turquoise tank top tucked underneath. My long, brown, normally frizzy hair is now in beautiful loose waves, and my makeup consists of a subtle smokey-eye and baby pink lip gloss.

Putting on my best fake smile, I mentally sigh. As much as I want to feel beautiful, I don't. I never will be. I will always be the fat and ugly girl from highschool, and no one can change the way I feel.

"You, my friend, are beautiful." Wendy looks like a proud mother watching her daughter graduate.

"Coming from the skinny, blonde, model-looking girl." I laugh.

"I mean it Danielle. He's going to be blown away. I'm gonna go now since he's picking you up any minute. Have fun, and make sure to be yourself." She smiles.

"Yes, mother." I playfully groan.

About four minutes after she leaves, there's a knock at my door. I take a big deep breath as I open it.

You can do this, Danielle.

I look at him and it takes every ounce of strength not to let my jaw drop right there. His perfect blonde hair combed up, and his collared shirt with nice pants and loafers make him look so sexy. I look into his blue eyes and smile.

"You look beautiful." His eyes are wide.

"You don't look too bad yourself, Horan." I give him a hug and we get into his car.

Once we arrive at the resturant and are seated, we begin to tell each other about ourselves. I don't have a lot to say, I just tell him about my simple life living as a waitress. He, on the other hand, being in the world's most famous boyband, has plenty to say.

One thing I notice is how it isn't awkward at all. I tend to be awkward with people I don't know very well. But with Niall, I feel like I can just be myself. We click so well and always have something to talk about.

We walk over to the movies which is right across the street, and I don't even pay attention to the movie title. Once we take our seats in the theater, he puts his arm around my shoulder, and I wrap my arms around his waist and nuzzle my face into his chest, smelling his cologne.

After about thirty minutes of the movie, I'm already bored of it.

"Why don't you say we ditch this and head back to my place." He whispers into my ear sexily.

"I'd like that." I playfully growl, hovering my lips over his.

***

Once we are in his flat, he picks me up by my waist, as I wrap my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. At first, he lightly brushes his lips onto mine. We eventually go deeper into the kiss. Our tounges dance, and it's like our lips perfectly fit together and were made for each other. He tastes like the sweet white wine he was drinking at dinner.

Carrying me to his room, I begin lightly placing small kisses on his neck. I lightly bite at the skin on his collarbone and he lets out a moan.

"I need you." I whisper in his ear.

And with that, he shuts his bedroom door behind us.

I hope you guys like it! Tell me what you think! And also, if you have any suggestions on things you would like to see happen, please suggest in the comments! xx