Robots.

His name is Niall.

Lucy's POV

My feet wouldn't stop tapping against the tile floors, the woman, who's name i had learned to be Perrie Edwards, has been gone at least ten minutes.

I'm still waiting for a bunch of people carrying camera's to jump out and be like

"Your ass just got punk-ed!" And we'd all laugh about it, i'd throw  mini hissy fit. And i'd go home.

But nothing has happened yet.

Just as my brain finally took control and told me to get out while i could, Perrie walked in and smiled.

"Please follow me!" She chirped. My feet were first to react, jumping up at the chance of moving again, dragging the rest of me with it.

The halls were the same all through this house. Large paintings decorated the white walls and occasionally a small table with a large pot of bright flowers were spotted. And yet again, we walked through a large wooden door.

What shocked me most was the gorgeous boy stood in front of me. His blonde hair flat over his four head, eyes closed, slightly red cheeks and fair skin. He was dressed in a grey sweater, with black skinny jeans.

"Well, this is your new project!"

"What's it's name?" I asked, she took in a sharp breath before turning to face me, a scowl coating her featured.

"He is not an it!" She said, her voice cold. I nodded in surprise and a warm smile found it's way back to her face.

"Great! And his name is Niall."

"Why are his eyes closed?" I asked and she looked back over to the man who hadn't moved an inch, she muttered something to herself before walking past me, out the door.

"Perrie?" I asked, turning to try to catch up with the quick woman, but much to my dismay, she had already gone.

My eyes wandered over to 'Neil' who was still stood frozen.

"I bet you have some sort of remote. Or even better, a damn on and off switch!" I said aloud, giggling at the thought of him having some stupid switch at the back of his neck or something.

"Not quite dear." A voice softly replied. I gasped and looked up, my eyes being greeted by blue ones, Neil smiled down at me and i just stood frozen.

"Why are you-"

"I'm voice activated." He replied and i nodded.

"So where did Perrie-"

"To get Zayn." He answered. I was beginning to get annoyed with these damn interruptions!

"Okay, Neil, i get that you know everything, but could you not butt in?" I snapped, he laughed at my outburst. Like, a real human laugh his eyes shut and his nose crinkled. It was a pretty cute laugh, and seemed so humane. It was kind of freaky.

"It's Niall, doll, not Neil!" He finally said, his eyes holding onto mine again, but i shook my head.

"You seem so real." I whispered, my hand lifting to gently trace over his cheeks, his eyes closed at the contact making me withdraw my hand.

"It's the point" For some unknown reason, it just occurred to me he was Irish!

"Well, he's up, what did you need Pez?" A deep voice boomed from behind me, i span around on my heel and saw a tall guy with dark raven hair, and deep chocolate brown eyes.

"An excuse to get her to meet him." She said giggling. The guy smiled at her and shook his head.

"Okay, well i need to get back to work. I suggest you do too!" He said before kissing her cheek and walking out.

"Is he a robot too?" I asked and she laughed. I'm getting sick of these people laughing at me.

"No! He's all natural!" She replied and i nodded.

"Okay! So, a few things need to be gone over, then you two can leave!" She announced and i nodded, taking a seat next to the already sat down Niall.

"Alright, so you already woke him, so his personality is made up of different aspects, he will be protective of you, caring, very loving and passionate." She paused to send an exaggerated wink my way, "He has a good sense of humour. And loves basically everything you do. But to spice it up, we've thrown in a few minor differences, just because it's always fun that way!"

She finally finished the speech and shuffled us towards the door.

"Oh! Last thing, you will have to do a weekly check, so i will send you a letter to inform you when these will take place, but for now. Have fun bye!"

And with that the large door closed, Niall watched me expectantly, and i just began to walk to my car, with him following like a lost puppy.

But i guess he was.

I wonder if he is Number 000. Or Number 001? Because '0' isn't actually a number, but he is a prototype, so would he count as the first?

I don't even know why i'm thinking of this!

What am i supposed to do with it when i'm at work? Or college?

I'm sure he'll be okay on his own.

"You think too much." He mused.

"Really?" I never thought so..

"Yeah, and you know what you do when you think?" He asked after climbing into my run down car.

"What?" The engine roared to life and i quickly pulled out of the lrge parking lott.

"You frown, and your tongue ever so slightly sticks out."

"Yeah?" I asked, not really listening.

"Yeah." He replied with a faint smile.

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