Little Things (One Direction Dolls Fan-Fic)

“Well... Nike wasn't kidding about that ‘Impossible Is Nothing’ thing, yeah... Do you know One Direction?”
“Yeah, I like that Irish one, Niall.” She replied.
“Um... yeah, so... I know them. Well, not them. Their... um... dolls.”
“Ha-ha-ha! What?” She laughed her head off.
I looked down at my hand bag and bit my lip before calling, “Niall, come out. It's okay.”
As soon as goldilocks was out of the bag, she stepped back and froze.
“What. The. Hell?” She breathed.