Chapter 5

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I'm nervous. I'm really, really nervous.

Niall texted me an hour ago saying to give him an hour and half, and then we could Skype. I had to download Skype on my laptop and I already did it a while ago and since then, I've been freaking out and trying to keep myself busy.

"Honey!" Mum shouts from downstairs.

"Yeah?"

"I'm going to Tesco soon!"

"Okay! I might be Skyping when you come back."

"You what?"

"I'm Skyping with Niall!" I yell loud enough so she can surely hear me.

"That's great honey." I hear her saying from downstairs.

And so, my distressing waiting continues. I'm constantly checking my phone to see if Niall has sent me something and I've also managed to change my shirt twice already, ending up wearing just a plain black, long sleeved shirt since I couldn't find anything nicer.

Niall: You ready to Skype?

I gulp, my nervousness growing bigger. I don't know if I'm ready but then again, the urge to see and talk to Niall like he was here is strong.

Me: Yeah.

Niall: I'm adding you now

And then, his invitation pops on my Skype and I accept it, his profile opening to me. His Skype name is simply Niall like mine is Harry, and the profile picture is the same one he has on Whatsapp. I didn't even bother putting one up, I was too busy freaking out.

Niall: Hi stranger

Me: Hi Wentworth

Niall: Are we doing this hot date or what?

Me: It's a date?

Niall: Didn't you get the memo?

Me: No, sorry :(

Niall: That's okay. I've got coffee here and everything

Me: Damn. You make me want to have coffee too.

Niall: Go make some. I can wait

Me: I'll be right back

I rush downstairs, mentally thanking someone for buying myself a bit more time. I know I want to do this, I want to be able to talk with him but still, I'm nervous.

I'm sure once I start talking to him, my nervousness will fade away. It always seems to happen with him, I was nervous for sending audio messages but now it's something I do on daily basis and actually if I'm honest, I can't imagine not doing it.

Once my coffee is ready, I take my mug upstairs and go back to my laptop. My fingers ghost above the keyboard but I can't seem to type in anything so instead, I do something reckless. I press the video call button and it begins to call Niall.

He answers in about ten seconds and suddenly, my own face pops on the screen. Niall's one is still blank and I stare at myself for quite some time before finally, I see him.

The quality isn't best one possible but still, I can tell he looks gorgeous. He is sitting quite close to his computer so I can't really see what he is wearing, but it looks like a white t-shirt. His hair is a bit messy, his fringe covering half of his forehead and I can't help but to smile, soon realising he can see me grinning like a lovesick fool.

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