No strings attached

Chapter 3: Scandalizing

Niall 09:28 pm Last Night

Stace, last practice for tonight's show got moved, wanna grab some coffee? Meet you in an hour? Starbucks as usual. :)

Niall 11:03 am Today

I checked the time and it was 11: 32! I Threw my phone in my bed and went straight to the shower. As soon as I got out, I brushed my teeth and went to the closet. Honestly It just took me like 10 minutes to shower, 3 to brush and the rest should be for the outfit cause that's our biggest challenge every morning. What to wear.

I picked out a fitted denim blouse, some black shorts, and brown tap-like doll shoes. I topped it with just a watch and earrings. I grabbed my phone, keys and wallet and went out.

I jogged my way down, and texted Niall that I was on my way. Jeez, this is my first time to hassle for a man.

I got down from the cab and tipped the man.

As I crossed the street I saw him. That dirty blonde hair of his, spiking in every direction underneath the cap he wearing.

He was wearing a white shirt with the sleeves rolled up, some loose pants and sneakers. And to top his hotness of, was some black shades.

I waved as he raised his head and grinned.

"Sorry I'm late." I said giving him a hug.

"No, perfect timing."

Before we went in I saw him look at me, up and down. I don't know if this is checking out because this is actually our very first time to 'hang out'. He never texted me like that before.

"What?!" I giggled.

"Hm?"

"You're staring." I looked away.

"Oh, it's nothing ... it's just."

"Just?"

"You look, amazing."

I blushed and scoffed.

"Well, y'know... you look very ... at ease. You don't have a huge purse cradling against your arm, or huge jewelry that'll drag you around rather the other way around." He tried to do something there, change the topic or some sort. I saw him blush and he cleared his throat.

"Well, I like being at ease." I joked.

Once we ordered, we decided to drink outside, just the busy street, the heat from the sun and this beautiful man infront of me.

"So, what happened to you last night?" Niall started dragging me out of my thoughts.

I almost choked.

"What do you mean?" I knew exactly what he meant.

"Sheen and Harry, that's off topic. But, I saw you got dragged into a room. And you didn't seem to reply last night. Got kinda scared. It's like some paranormal act." He joked but I knew he was still serious with that one question.

"Ah, ... it was Jenna. She pulled me in the dressing room. She asked for my advice on what heels are better to dance with. Wedges or stilletos." I lied.

"Oh," He smiled and we got into this awkward silence again.

"Hey you should try this." I turned my chicken wrap and placed it near his mouth.

He opened wide and bit it.

He laughed and choked. "What the hell's that?"

"Chicken panini. You don't like it?" I frowned.

We laughed.

"Well, if you're gonna dance for thousands of audience and be around 5 cheeky boys 24/7, you HAVE to have a nice figure." I said.

"Never the less, you should try this." He sliced this white chocolate cake of his with his fork and raised it near my mouth. No hesitations, I opened my mouth.

He inserted it, it was like some slow motion thing-ys you see in movies. It was done seductively. We stared at each other as the fork slid out of my lips.

awkward again. Just him looking at me, me looking at him.

But the moment didn't last for too long. Because something shitty happened.

"Hey Niall, is that your new lady?"

"Niall, niall! How long have you been together?!"

"Hey lady what's your name?!"

"Why are you only now going on public?"

"Is it true you're the one who's been sneaking around with a dancer and not Zayn Malik?"

Questions ran over us, and instantly the camera men were infront of us. Suffocating us with the flashes of their cameras and their sweats.

Niall grabbed my hand and we stood, walking away from the reporters.

We walked at a rapid pace just to get out of people's sight.

Niall raised his hand and hailed a cab.

He opened the door for me and hoped in right next to me.