Imagine: you're looking at yourself in your mirror... Makeup, check. New pink mini dress, check. Perfect hair, check. You smiled and took a deep breath in. You were going out with your boyfriend, Niall Horan; who you haven't seen for almost 2 months as he was away on tour. *Knock Knock* Your heart starts to race and you feel nervous, as if it was your first date all over again. One final check in the mirror and you make your way out to hallway. As you open the door you're greeted by brown curly locks. "Harry?" He turns around and takes your hand. "This way..." He smirks and leads you to a huge black limo which is parked outside your little apartment, blockin the entire street. You smile and shake your head. Niall really knew how to make you feel special. Harry opens the door and assists you inside. He smiles, waves and shuts the door. "Seatbelts on, sit back and enjoy the ride!" You watch as Louis- who is wearing some ridiculous outfit- grins cheekily at you in the rear view mirror. "Will you tell me where I'm going?" He ignores you and you sigh. "You've really out done yourself this time Niall..." you whisper as you sit back and look out the window.
