Chapter 12: Off With The Leg Hair

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"There you are!" Niall exclaimed when Louis and I met him at the monkey cage. He looked at me, where I was perched on Lou's back. Something flashed in his eyes. I couldn't tell what it was, and it was gone so fast I thought I had just imagined it.

"Yeah. I found her at the tiger cage. She was-"

"Admiring the tigers." I said as I jumped from Louis' back, and walked over to Niall. "They're just so beautiful." I made direct eye contact with Louis. Don't say anything. I said in my head, hoping my eyes were sending the same message, and that Lou would pick up on it. "Aren't they Louis?" I stared at him, my eyes boring into his. He stared back.

"Yeah. Beautiful." This isn't over. his eyes seemed to say.

"Alright then. So, what are we gonna do now?" Niall asked.

"I don't know what you two are doin', but I'm going to the snack bar for a drink. I'm thirsty." I said, looking at Niall. His eyes lit up.

"Ohh! Snack bar! Come on!" He grabbed my hand, and began pulling me in the direction of the snack bar. He was walking so fast he was almost running, and my feet wouldn't move that fast, so he was practically dragging me.

"Niall! Slow down!" I exclaimed.

"That won't help." Louis said. "You said the magic words."

"The food will still be there when you get there!" I told Niall.

"It won't be after he leaves." Louis said. He was trailing behind us. I dug my feet into the ground, and jerked Niall to a stop.

"Amber!" He whined.

"Why don't you walk like a normal person?" I suggested. "You're going too fast."

"Well, you're going to slow! Come on, hop on my back." He said. "This way I can walk as fast as I want to, and you can just enjoy the ride." Niall explained as I climbed on his back. "We're both happy. Problem solved." Ii rolled my eyes as he resumed walking at his previous pace. Having me on his back didn't seem to bother him. He moved just as fast.

When we arrived at the snack bar, my ears were met with the unmistakable sound of an acoustic guitar. I looked around for the source of the beautiful tune. A guy was sitting in the middle row of picnic tables, playing the guitar. His fingers moved effortlessly over the strings. All the tables around him were full, their occupants totally lost in the music he was playing.

"I wish I could do that." I whispered to no one in particular. I didn't mean to say anything, afraid of breaking the trance the guy's beautiful music was causing. I watched him play, his eyes closed as he himself got lost in the music like everyone around him. The song came to and end, and everyone burst into applause. I clapped as best as I could without falling backwards off of Niall, but he was still holding tightly to my legs.

Everyone went back to what they were doing. I was upset to see that not a single person stopped to give him any money or anything. He definitely deserved something.

"Let me down for a second, Niall." I said. He let go of my legs, and I sat my feet on the ground. I dug around in my pocket for some money. All I had was a five dollar bill. He deserved more payment then that for his beautiful music. Way more, but at least it was something.

I walked over to the table where he was sitting, writing in a notebook. As I got closer, I realized he was writing music.

"Hi." I said quietly. I was afraid to disturb him, so I spoke in a quiet voice. If he didn't hear me, I'd walk away, but he did hear me. He looked up from his notebook, and smiled.

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