Forget Me Not (Nouis)

41st Petal: Candlelight dinner? A big, X!

A/N: Play the video for me? It's a good piece, I tell 'ya. Worth it. And it's in the story. ;)

"No, Louis-"

I put my right foot in between the door and the door frame so it won't close and yes, it fucking hurts.

"What do you want Niall?" He asked- annoyance, surprise, sadness and exasperation all in his voice.

"I, I just wanna ask you something."

He sighed and opened the door more widely. His arms on his hips and his face blank. I feel fucking nervous.

"Who is it that even gave you a permission to go here? Fans aren't allowed to go here. This is my hotel room, it should be private."

Yepp, a fan. That's all I am now. Hurt must've been on my face because he suddenly looked guilty and sighed again.

"Harry. H-he's the one who told me your room number."

"Okay so what is that you want?"

I felt sweat trickling down on my forehead, my palms are sweating too. I'm not really sure with this plan. I mean, oh no. I'm actually so SURE with this plan that a big, big effort and time will be put to waste if he doesn't agree. Fuck Horan. Why didn't I even thought of that? He might reject me for pete's sake!

"C'mon Niall, I don't have all day." 

I looked back at him and bit my lip. Well, I'm already here. And he's already here. Might as well just get on with it right?

"Okay, I'll be straight to the point here. No anything, no sugar words, just plain..." I shrugged, "Go on a date with me?"

"Wait, what?" He's frowning and it's not a good sign. Oh god oh god oh god oh god.

"I-I'm sorry. I just, I just wanna take you on a date with me. I, I haven't even thought of you rejecting me up until earlier just before I asked-"

"-Niall-"

"-you and I honestly feel like an idiot right now-"

"-Niall-"

"-like why would you even go out-"

"Damn Niall Horan, will you listen to me?!" 

Oh god, I was rambling! I looked at my shoes and fumbled with the hem of my shirt, biting my lower lip. I'm stupid. I'm an idiot. I shouldn't have done that. Louis hate ramblings, does he? I don't know, I can't remember. Do I ramble this much before? I'm not sure, I don't remember that either. If I do, can Louis bear it? Or he just kinda lose his patience and asked me to stop speaking? I don't know I don't know-

"-Niall are you listening?"

I looked at him, confusion in my eyes. He was talking?

"No. Clearly you're not." He huffed in frustration.

"I-I'm sorry. What was it again? I'm really sorry." I said, nervous.

"I said yes I will."

Yes I will... Yes I will what? He will do what?

"Go on a date with you Niall. Are you even here with me? I swear your mind is out there somewhere!"

Oh right! I felt my face go redder, my eyes brighter and my smile wider once I realized what he meant. Louis agreed to go on a date with me! He did! He did!

"Is what I'm wearing okay? Or do I have to change?" He asked and I looked at him up and down. He's wearing something kinda informal but meh, don't really care.