We Took A Chance

The 9 hour flight home was terrible. My dream in the terminal put me in a bad mood and I'm sure the lack of sleep wasn't helping. I knew Niall could tell there was something wrong but refrained from asking as we wouldn't really be able to talk in an airplane full of sleeping people. In a way, I was glad it was this way as it gave me time to think about a lot of things. I realized that I not need to worry about love because Niall is my friend. There's nothing official and chance are there will never be. He's a super famous person why would he ever want anything with me anyway? I was definitely jumping the gun here worrying about ever loving him. It seems silly now to have such worry.

I was not at all prepared for what was to come once we exited the airplane. Aside from the couple of girls who recognized and stopped Niall outside the uni, we hadn't encountered any fans together. That is until now when we're in the states and it seems everyone has recognized him. We were only able to walk a few feet at a time until someone else approached him asking for a picture. I mainly stood back letting him do his thing, but also because I was still in a bad mood. I couldn't avoid the looks given to me by fans so I tried to smile to them. I even caught a few sneaking a picture of me and I didn't at all like the feeling of my picture being taken without permission. For the sake of Niall, I remained silent about it but I made a mental note to ask him what I should do next time.

The walk around the airport to our car took longer than usual but I was relieved to finally be in the quiet of our rental car. That is until Niall didn't start the car and instead turned to me with a serious look on his face.

"Are you going to tell me what's wrong or are you going to keep ignoring me?" he asks, a clearly annoyed tone lingering on his words.
"I don't know what you're talking about." I simply state hoping it would be that easy to dismiss the conversation.
"Quit the bullshit, Zoe. You've basically ignored me the whole flight and you stood so far away from me as we walked around the airport." I bite my lip knowing that he's right and guilt washes over me. I know I shouldn't take it out on Niall, he has been nothing but a good friend to me.
"I'm sorry." I say looking down at my hands.
"Hey," Niall starts before lifting my chin up to meet my gaze, "don't apologize just tell me what's on your mind." his voice has his usual calmer tone now.
"I, um.. it's just that I had a bad dream and it put me in a funky mood. That's all." I admit but won't tell him what the dream was about.
"So why were you walking so far away from me in the airport? Was the dream about me?" I widen my eyes a bit when he asks if it was about him. I can't possibly let him know, though.
"No, it wasn't. It's not important. Plus, you were with your fans, I didn't want to intrude."
"You know you can tell me anything right?" he asks taking my hand in his.
"Yes, Niall." I say and he kisses the hand he's holding before starting the car. I let out a sigh of relief to find this conversation to be over. I don't know if Niall really was satisfied with my answers, but for now it will do.

During the ride we came to an agreement to go directly to the hotel and not visit my dad until tomorrow as it was night time already. This change of time zones was already getting to me. With the flight from London it felt like it was night time for a very long time now. I was a bit relieved that this time we'd have two hotel rooms. I still was a bit annoyed, mostly at myself, so it was best I'd spend time alone.

It wasn't difficult for me to go to sleep that night as I hadn't slept much and flying tires me out. When it's morning, I feel completely refreshed and ready to go. I breeze through my morning routine and then decide to call my dad.

'Zoe! Why didn't you call me when your flight got in?' he asks when he picks up the phone.

"Sorry, dad, it was late and I didn't want to bother you."

'Did you rest well, honey?'

"I did. I was actually wondering when we can see each other."

'Martha is making breakfast right now, do you want to join us?' his question took me off guard but I know this was the reason for my visit, to meet Martha. Might as well get it over with.

"Sure dad. Can I bring a friend?" I bite my thumb after my question, wondering what he'll say when he meets Niall.

'Is Leah with you? Of course she can come!' he responds, knowing Leah was my only friend.

"Actually, no, this is a different friend who's came with me from London." I try not to give away the fact that it's a boy friend and that he's a famous singer.

'Oh, well still she's more than welcome here.' I let out a breath I was holding in to see that he's not pushing my friend's identity further.

I was about to leave for Niall's room when there's a knock at my door. I open it to find Niall, his hair spiked up, a blue short sleeved button down and black jeans. I'm surprised I managed to not drool. He looked incredibly hot, I kind of wanted to stay in after seeing him.

"How do I look?" he asks, probably noticing my expression.
"Hot." I let out then blush at my choice of word.

He laughs at the description and moves forward to take me in his arms and then giving me a kiss. It seems we hadn't kissed in months even though it's been only about a day. I wrap my arms around his neck and I could feel him leading us further into the room. It's easy to forget about everything else when I'm with Niall but we had to go to my dad's.

"Mmmm. Wait, Niall." I breathe out trying to free myself from the kiss.
"What's wrong?" he lets out the question moving from my mouth to my jaw. He was making this really difficult
"My dad.. he wants us to have breakfast.. in his house.." I manage to say between light gasps and moans induced by his mouth traveling to my neck. When he realizes the reason he places one last kiss on my collarbone and faces me with questioning eyes.
"Did you tell him about me?" he asks, his hands placed delicately on my hips.
"I sorta did? He def knows I'm bringing someone." I reply.
"Well, let's go!" I smile at his response. Even though I was doubting this trip with Niall, I suddenly felt happy that he's here with me.
"I'm driving!" I say as I grab my purse from the love seat by the door. Niall follows closely behind me. I hope this meeting goes well.

Notes

Anyone else loved when Niall looked like this? :p

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