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"Oh god, oh god, oh god."

"It's gonna be fine."

My head shoot you to look at Danielle. Fine? Nothing about this is fine. I was screwed. Royally screwed.

"It's not the end of the world Brin." She reassures me, causing me to exhale a long, nervous sigh.

The sudden noise of my phone ringing makes me jump. Putting a hand in my chest, trying to calm my heart, I look to see the caller.

"That was too quick, missin' me are ya'? The Irish voice sounds as I press answer.

I dint know what it was about Niall, but even when I'm in bad situations, like I was now, he could make me smile. I loved that about him.

"Of course I am." I grin to myself, watching as Danielle excuses herself from my bedroom.

"T'aught so, let me take you out tonight."

My heart instantly does a flutter of excitement. Niall and I hadn't been on a date in a while, seeing as he had flown back to Ireland for a few weeks and I had been stuck is noisy London.

"Is the Niall James Horan, asking me out on a date."

He laughs down the phone, causing me to bite my lip. God. His laugh.

"He is indeed, lucky you." He jokes.

"No, lucky you." I banter back, earning a chuckle.

"I'll pick ya up at 8."

I lay back on my bed, feeling like a school girl. "How should I dress?"

There was a pause, and I thought that the line had gone dead, before he replied.

"It doesn't matter, you look beautiful in anything."

I inhale a deep breath at the words. It wasn't until I met Niall that I realised me self worth. Before, I had sever anxiety, and that was because I hated the way I looked. He had saved me.

I was a survivor, and he was my hero.

"I've got to go, I'll see you later?" He asks after a few seconds.

I nod, knowing he couldn't see me. "Can't wait."

"Goodbye beautiful."

Just a short one guys, but there are going to be more of these in the next few chapters😘

-Jessica