They Don't Know About Us (Niall Horan Fan Fic)

Chapter 9: Light, Camera. . . Movie?

I walked slowly to the set, I had no idea what I was getting myself into. I didn’t know whether the director was going to have me and Dani in the background or one of the main people. When finally I made it to where everyone seemed to be hanging out at, I clasped my hands in front of me, and snuck up behind them. Dani was chatting up a storm with Liam, Liam’s shone bright, and he looked at Dani like she was the only thing on the planet. I smiled knowing she could not see how much he adores her. Zayn and Louis were talking to each other and Harry was talking to a pretty blond girl in a cute tan summer dress. Niall was standing by a table full of different assortments of food, he had his back towards me so I couldn’t see what he was indulging in. “Did I miss anything?” I asked whispering in his ear.

            He jumped slightly which made me giggle, He started to turn around, “Just Harry flirting with another girl and Liam and Dani—“ he stopped mid-sentence when he saw me, he had a cracker half way to his mouth, it did not quite make the rest of the way to his mouth. He starred at me like a deer in headlights.

            “Is it that bad?” I joked. His eyes looked me up and down, he still didn’t say anything, I was getting concerned that he didn’t like it. “Niall?” I asked after a few heart beats.

            He shook his head, “Sorry, no you look amazing.”               

            I blushed, “It’s different, my hair. And I don’t usually wear make-up.”

            “With or without it you still look like a princess to me. He tucked a piece of my hair behind my ear, tiny electric pricks shot through my body as his hand slid across my cheek. Knots the size ofTexasformed in my stomach.

            Someone cleared their throat, me and Niall both looked to see who it was. It was Louis with his hands on his hips acting all melodramatic “Why is it every time you two are in the same vicinity it’s like I entered a Chick Flick?”

            “Why is it every time we have a Chick Flick moment, you interrupt?” I shot back with my own question.

            We bantered back and forth, me and Louis, until the director called us over, he looked like he was in his mid to late forties with peppered hair “We have about eleven hours to get this done, there is no script, okay maybe there is a little one, so just act like normally teenagers having a good time.” He was a little jittery.

            “But we are teenagers,” I looked over at Louis, “well almost all of us are teenagers, having fun.”

            “Ah don’t remindme.” He said, I had to stifle a laugh.

            “Anyway,” I spoke on, “what I was saying, before I rudely interrupted myself,” I joked “was that we are having a jolly good time, at least I am.” I looked around Dani, Zayn, Liam, Harry, Niall and Louis all nodded their heads.

            “Precisely!” he stood on his tip toes, reminding me of my old science teacher. “Now Zayn, Niall, Louis, Liam and Harry, remember you just heard about this party and that there are fine lovely ladies there, so you piled into Harry’s SUV and that’s where we cut filming.” He stopped long enough to pull the boys over by a parked SUV that I just now noticed. “Now, you just arrived and the party is kinda dull, you guys,” he pointed at the boys, “Start walking until you see these five girls. “He rushed over to me and Dani and pulled us towards three other girls’ one happened to be the blond girl Harry was talking to, the other two were a girl with black hair and pale skin, the other was tall and she also had blond hair with splashes of pink and blue. We made small introductions. “Jill here,” he indicated to the petite blond, “will notice the boys first, than she will nudge you Cara, and all of you look.” Cara was the pale girl with black hair. “Emily will say.”