“What about this one?”
You say as you come out of the dressing room. He eyes you up and down.
“You look ho-, beautiful.”
He spits out.
“You were gonna say hot, weren’t you?”
You smirk.
“No.”
“Really?”
You say, edging closer to where he was sitting.
“Yep.”
He says, shuffling around in his seat.
“Admit it.”
You pester.
“Okay fine, I was going to call you hot.”
He sighs.
“Ha!, I knew it!”
You say triumphantly.
“Well what can I say Princess? You make a hot wonder woman.”
Your cheeks turn bright red.
“Uh, should I buy it then?”
You mumble, rocking back and forth on your heels.
“I’d say so.”
He says cheekily.
“But we have to be matching if I buy it!”
You exclaim. His face goes ashen.
“Do we have too?”
You smile and say,
“Yep.”
He frowns.
“Do you now want to be my superman?”
You say, your voice low. He freezes in his tracks.
“If I say yes will you buy the costume?”
He suggests.
“Maybe.”
He sighs.
“Fine, I’ll be your superman.”
You toss him the costume and motion for him to try it on. He sighs and sluggishly walks off to the dressing room.
“Idiot.”
You say, your voice slightly above a whisper.
“I HEARD THAT!”
He yells from the dressing room and you just shake your head.
"Good for you!"
After a few minutes Niall comes into view, completely decked out in his Superman costume.
“I look stupid.”
He says.
“No you don’t.”
You say, walking over to him.
“At least everyone will know you’re mine.”
He says, readjusting his cape in the mirror.
“Actually, I don’t look that bad.”
He says as he admires his reflection.
“You’re weird Horan.”
“Look who’s talking?”
