What A Feeling

That evening, Niall sits down to read a couple of Becca’s articles. After being thoroughly impressed with the articles she’s written for Sky Sports, he searches for any previous articles she’s written.
He avoids any private information about her, preferring to learn that from her directly.

“Niall? Why are you sleeping on the couch?” Willie asks.
Shaking off sleep, Niall replies. “I got caught up in reading these articles last night, I must have fell asleep.”
“What kind of articles?”
“Sports articles, by the journalist I met at the game yesterday.”
Looking over Niall’s shoulder at the laptop. “She’s pretty.”
Niall grins. “Yeah, she’s beautiful.”
“She knows sports?”
“On man, she probably knows more than you and me put together.” Niall raves.
Willie grins. “Sounds like your soulmate.”
Niall laughs. “Funny, that’s what I told Adam.”
“Did you ask her out?” Willie asks.
Niall grins, then a look of confusion coming over his face. “Well, I thought I did, But honestly now, I’m not sure.”
Willie laughs, shaking his head. “How do you not know if you asked her out or not?”
Niall looks down, feeling the heat rise in his cheeks. “I don’t seem to think straight when I’m around her.”
Willie slaps Niall on the shoulder, on his way out of the room. “Damn, you’ve got it bad.”
Niall grins, grabbing his phone, sending Adam a text. “Can you give me a ride to the game today?”

As they arrive at the stadium, Adam tells Niall. “I still don’t understand why you wanted me to give you a ride today.”
As they take their seats, Niall grins. “Becca and I are going out to dinner tonight. If I don’t have my car, she’ll have to drive me. That means more time together.”
Adams laughs. “You’ve really given this a lot of thought.”
Just then, Niall spots Becca walking past them.
“B.” He yells.
His breath catches as she stops, turning to look at him. He takes all of her in as she approaches them. Never remembering a girl having quite this much of an effect on him.
“Hi, guys. How are you?” She asks.
“Good.” Niall answers. “Loved your article this morning.”
She smiles, and Niall feels the butterflies in his stomach take flight.
“Thank you, Niall. I owe it all to you. My editor was beyond impressed.”
“I was happy to help you out.”
“We still on for dinner tonight?” Becca asks.
Niall grins. “Definitely.”
Looking around at his friends, Becca adds. “You should all come.”
The guys smile cautiously.
“Well, I better get to my seat. Enjoy the game.”
Niall waits a few moments, watching her walk down the stairs to her seat.
“You lads know there is no way in hell you’re joining us tonight, right?”
“Right.” They answer in unison.
Niall grins.

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