We Took A Chance

I hurried up the steps to my room to get ready. My heart was pounding against my chest and I'm not sure if I was out of shape or really nervous about going to Niall's. He has never mentioned his pop star status but I know of it and I can't help but wonder why he would want to be my friend. How does he know I'm not some crazy fan girl? How can he be so trusting of me?

I step into my dorm room to find my roommate with her nose deep in a book. She doesn't even look up and I'm completely fine with this disinterest. I look through the small cherry wood dresser by the foot of my bed and fish out some clothes and a towel. I have to take a shower to fully get rid of the smell of coffee and deli meat.

I only have 10 minutes until Niall's friend picks me up so I rush to get dressed in jeans and a plain white shirt. I figured if we'll be in someone's house might as well dress comfortably. I'm braiding my hair when I get a text, I'm sure it was Jeff.

Unknown: This is Jeff. I'm outside.

I grab a crossbody purse in which stuff my wallet, keys, and phone before heading out the door. I don't even say goodbye to my roommate, whose name is Michelle by the way, because she hasn't even looked up to me this whole time. I make my way down the winding stairs and finally step out to be greeted with the fresh London air. I spot a tiny blue car just off the sidewalk and I confirm it's Jeff when the window rolls down and I notice he motions me over.
We drive for quite some time, I guess I didn't realize that Niall could live in the outskirts of London and not right in the city . We pulled up to a large white brick building about 4 stories high. I step out of the car and follow closely behind Jeff who enters a code to open the door leading us inside. Just past the door was a large man with a security uniform who was guarding the door. The lobby was mostly empty aside the women dressed in matching outfits who probably worked there. We approach the stairs which were lined with black steel bars and light wood trim. I didn't realize I had been holding my breath the whole time until we reached the 3rd floor, Niall's floor.

Jeff opens the door and steps aside so I can enter first. My mind is racing with what or who will be inside. I immediately regret my decision but I'm already here and my only way back is Jeff. I can't leave. I step inside and see Niall walking out of a room with a smile on his face as he approaches us.

"Glad you made it!" he greets me and places his hand on my upper arm as he leans in for a kiss on the cheek. These European people and their cheek kissing..
"Thanks for inviting me." I should say, 'Thanks for inducing social anxiety..."
"Come in, come in. You already met Jeff, but this is Laura and that is Nick." he motions to our left to two people sitting on his black microfiber sectional couch. The blonde girl smiles and waves, she looked familiar but I couldn't picture where from. The guy sitting next to her was distracted by the TV and barely waved. I'm glad that Niall didn't lie about being only 3 other people because there really was only 3 and this made me feel a little more comfortable.
"Do you want something to drink? Beer?" Niall asks and I notice that Jeff has joined the other two on the couch.
"Not right now, thanks."
"Ok, well, make yourself comfortable. I'm getting snacks ready and we'll start the movie soon." he points to the living area and disappears to what I assume is the kitchen.

I sit at the edge of the seat furthest from anyone, I don't want to intrude. I don't even know these people! I look around the living space and notice the wall behind me is filled with guitars handing from it's walls. I wonder if he plays or if they're just decorations. To my left is the TV which has long white shelves surrounding it. I couldn't help but notice the shelves are covered with pictures and several awards. Awards I'm sure he has won with his band. Mental note: Look up One Direction songs.

Niall returns with bowls of chips, dip, popcorn, and hot sauce and to my surprise takes the seat next to mine, smiling at me once he's settled down. Poor guy is probably trying to make me feel less awkward. In his hand he is holding a Heineken and a movie which he points to me.
"You like this?" he asks still smiling. He was holding the movie Fight Club.
"You're kidding? One of my favorites ever!" I state, and smile back.
"Perfect." he tells me before turning and yelling, "Nicky!" he then throws the movie to Nick who proceeds to catch it effortlessly. Nick gets up and pops the DVD into the console just under the large TV at the front.

Maybe this night won't be too bad.

Notes

I'm sorry it's been a while since I've updated. I've been pretty busy lately so I haven't had time to focus on my stories. I intended to make this chapter longer and include the whole night but I still have to work on the second part. In a couple of days, I promise!

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