Just The Girl I'm Looking For (Niall Horan)

Chapter 4: London

“Alright, Amber you’ll sit next to me, Harry with Niall, Liam with Zayn. Sound good lads?” Louis asks, taking one of the first class seats by the window.

“Fine by me,” I smile, taking the seat next to him.

Lou and Lux decided to take another plane, because apparently, things get slightly out of hand once we arrive in the airport, because the fans bombard the boys.

I fall asleep quickly once the plane takes off, and eight hours later, I wake up, head resting on Louis’s shoulder.

After landing and fighting through a crowd of very supportive girls, the boys and I hop in our taxi—the managers are getting our luggage so we don’t get attacked by fans—and head to the flat.

We open the door to the flat and my jaw drops.

The front door of the flat opens up to a gigantic living room, dining room, and kitchen area. The kitchen is huge! And I mean huge!

To Niall’s delight, it has an American sized refrigerator.

“This place is incredible!” I chirp, walking into the room. “I officially love London!” I add with a laugh.

“It’s a three bedroom, so yeah…” Zayn tells me.

“You’ll be sharing a room with us, hope you don’t mind,” Liam says, going to sit on the couch.

”Of course I don’t! Who am I rooming with?” I ask. I mean, I would room with Lou and Lux, but Lou warned me that every morning would be an early start, since Lux gets up around six. So, she suggested I stay with the boys.

“Eh, we’ll sort that out later,” Louis replies, joining Liam on the couch.

“You boys are so lazy! I want to go sightseeing! Come on!” I tell them eagerly.

”Babe, we’ve been around London hundreds of times,” Louis informs me. “It’s not exciting anymore.”

“And to think, Louis, I thought you’d be the first person to offer,” I say snippily.

“I’m a little jetlagged, love,” he yawns.

“Harry, Niall,” I say, turning to the two of them. “It seems to me like Louis, Liam, and Zayn are about to fall asleep, so would either of you like to come with me?” I ask.

Harry’s phone rings before he can answer. “Hello? Lou? Yeah, I’m with Amber. No. Yeah. Yeah. Alright. Damn it. Fine. Alright! Haha, okay, no more attitude. Yeah, sure. What room? Alright. No problem. Yup. See you soon.”

He hangs up his phone and—frustrated—he shoves it in his pocket.

“Something wrong?” I ask him.

“I was going to definitely say yes to hanging out with you in London, but Lou just called me. She said something about my hair getting ‘too curly’. Ridiculous, right?” he asks. I reply with a laugh. “Well, she said she needs to trim it, and then she asked it I could bring Lux back here and watch her, because she was meeting Tom, and she didn’t trust anyone else to watch Lux for a long time.”

“Hey!” I interject angrily.

“She figured you wanted to explore London for a while,” he shrugs.

“Well, true…”

“So I guess that leaves just you and Niall,” Louis winks, causing my face to go red.

”Guess so,” Niall shrugs, putting his hands in his pockets.

“I think I’m going to go and change first,” I say, looking down at my sweatpants and loose t-shirt.