Chapter 45 - Date
I walked to my room and went straight to my closet. I picked a short, pure red, sleeveless dress and put it on. I then went to my vanity table and took off my pink lip gloss, replacing it with a pure red lip stick to match my dress. I was about to leave my room when I realized I was barefoot. I walked back to my closet and chose a pair of comfy white flats to wear. Then I left my room and walked back down stairs. I made my way to the kitchen, to find it empty and clean. Then I heard soft, slow music. I followed the music into the dinning room to find Niall sitting in there.
When I stepped forward, I guess Niall heard me because he got up and faced me. He stepped closer and looked me up and down. "You. Look. Lovely." He exclaimed. "As do you." I said formally, after looking at his outfit. He wore his nice blue jeans from before but had changed into a white polo shirt. He smiled and took my hand, walking me over to my seat. He let go to pull out my chair. I sat down and he crossed back to his seat, sitting down too.
There was a plate in front of me that was covered by a tray top and the same thing was in front of him too. He set silver ware and put out two glasses with a drink inside them. I don't know what it is but it's probably some sparkling drink.
He placed his hand on the lid of the plate and took it off. "Vwa-la!" He exclaimed. As soon as he lifted the cover the smell came rushing into the air. mmm! I looked at the plate which consisted of pasta with tomato sauce and a fancy cheese on top, a breaded chicken piece with the same sauce and mozzarella cheese, and lastly a price of crisp garlic bread on the side.
"This looks delicious!" I complimented Niall, looking to see the cover off his food too and him looking at me expectantly. "We'll does it taste delicious?" He asked. I ate a bite of the chicken, a bite of the bread, and a piece of the pasta. "Yes, it tastes very delicious!" I smiled looking back at him. "That's what I hoped!" He said smiling and picking up his fork and knife. We ate in silence for the most part.
As we started to finish I decided to start a conversation.
"So.. What are you and the boys performing on X Factor?" I asked. "Little things." He responded. "I can't wait to see it!" I gushed. "Thanks." He smiled. "You know my favorite part of the song?" I asked. "No.. What is it?" He questioned. "Your solo." I smiled. "Oh you mean.. 'You'll never love yourself half as much as I love you, and you never treat yourself right, darling, but I want you to, If I let you know I'm here, for you, maybe you'll love yourself like I. love. you.'" He sang but paused between the last three words.
"I do love you. And I want you to know that I always have." He continued. "So have I. When everyone started saying we would be the best of friends and I finally decided to meet you for the first time, that's all I thought we would be, friends. Just friends. Not even best friends. Then it turned out you were so sweet and funny and adorable and you were my best friend. From then on I had feelings that I just didn't know we're there. And that I didn't want to except. I'm really glad I did though." I said biting my lip. Niall got up from his chair and walked to mine. He took my hand and I stood up. "I'm way more glad." He whispered and kissed me. I pulled back and put my head on his shoulder.
I kept it their and we danced to the music. We just swayed back and forth. I lifted my head and Niall twirled me around. Our hands got tangled up so it turned out terribly. We just broke out into laughter.
"Are you done?" Niall asked me when we stopped laughing. "What?" I asked. He motioned to the food. "Oh, yes. Thank you by the way. It was amazing!" I said and pecked him on the cheek. "That's not all. I've got desert too." He said, slipping away from me. He grabbed the plates and took them into the kitchen.
"Go pick a movie." Niall said walking back in and motioning to the living room. "Kay." I hummed walking happily in the direction of my DVD stand. I skimmed each rack before finding the perfect movie. I don't know why, I just felt like it fit the mood.
"What did you pick?" Niall asked walking in. "The Notebook!" I said holding up the movie. "Whatever." He sighed and took the movie from me to put it in. "Hey! Why don't you wan to watch it?" I said frustrated. "It.. Never mind. Whatever you want to watch, I'll watch." He fake smiled. "Good boyfriend." I smirked patting him on the head, then going to sit down.
I love this movie. It's sad but it's really good. I tried my best not to cry so only a few tears ended up falling. The movie ended and I turned to Niall. He was crying. "Niall?" I gasped. He turned to me and tried to stop crying. He wiped away the tears. "Hey, it's alright." I leaned in and hugged him. When I pulled away his eyes were red.
"It's- it's a sad movie." He said quietly, looking down. I lifted his chin. "I don't care that you were crying." I said staring into his eyes. "It's actually kind of cute." I smiled. "Think what you want, but please don't tell the boys." He pleaded. "I'll try not to." I replied mischievously. Niall sighed. "So how about dessert?" I asked him. "Yeah. I'll get it. You go to the table." He said getting up. I nodded and stood too.
When I reached the table I noticed Niall set out new forks and napkins. Soon after I sat down, he came in with two glasses of milk. "For you." He said setting one in front of me and one on his side. He quickly returned to the kitchen and cam back with a covered plate. "What's with all these secret dishes?" I asked. "It just holds the surprise." Niall shrugged.
He set down the plate and sat down. "Are you ready to see it?" He asked. "Yes." I responded. "Are you sure?" He asked again. "Yes." I replied again. "Are you sure that you're sure?" He kept on. "Yes, Niall! Now show me the damn dessert!" I said frustrated. "Sorry." He said looking at me with puppy dog eyes. "You might be cute but just because you are doesn't mean you can always win." I stated. He sighed.
Next he lifted the cover off the plate. I was shocked but very pleased. "Wow." Is all I could say. He had prepared a molten lava cake. There was ice cream in a perfect ball shape sitting in on top of the 'cake' and whipped cream in four dots in each edge of the plate. (Yes, it was a square plate) There was even a strawberry piece on top of each whipped cream drop.
"How did you make this?" I gasped. "I just happen to be a good cook.." Niall shrugged. "It looks amazing!" I continued. "You should taste it." He said encouragingly. "Oh yeah.." I was so caught up in how good it looked that I almost forgot it was food.
..Whoops..
I took the spoon from my napkin and slid it down the lava cake, getting some ice cream and some cake on the spoon. It took me a minute to put it in my mouth because I got a little self conscious. Niall was staring at me intently. "Problem?" I said. "No. Continue." He said. I put the spoonful in my mouth.
Creamy.
Chocolatey.
Delicious.
"You are a good cook!" I gasped once I swallowed the food. "Thank you." He said slightly bowing his head. I laughed.
We continued to share the dish until the plate was empty. After that, Niall took the plate into the kitchen. I followed him in. "Do you have clothes?" I asked him. "Yeah." He responded. "How?" I asked surprised. "I was kinda planning this.. I stopped by my hotel on the way down and packed some stuff." He revealed. "Ok.. So how many pairs of clothes did you bring?" I asked. "Two. If I need more I can just go back and get more." He said while putting the now clean dish into the drying rack. "Where's your bag anyway?" I asked confused. "The guest room." He stated simply. "So you pretty much invited your self over." I clarified. "Yeah.. Until you agreed on me staying." He said walking out of the kitchen. "Where are you going?" I asked, following him again. "To get my pajamas on. You should too. It's already 10 pm." Niall said stopping to read the time on the living room clock and then walking up the stairs. "Fine." I said. When we reached the top of the steps we both went in separate directions. "And get some sleep, you're having company tomorrow!" I heard Niall yell to me from his room.
Company?
Who?
I was about to call back, but I heard his a door close.
I guess I'll find out tomorrow.
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEMI
OMG THO I CAN'T BELIEVE SHE 21
SHE DOESN'T EVEN SEEM 21
she seems so young and adorable!
And is anyone watching a live stream of the this is us UK movie premiere? I am!
Well anyways, the next chapter will be about Demi's birthday
I know something's are unclear so I'm gonna clear it up for you:
When Demi says home, she's talking about her penthouse. Yes, some penthouses are two floors. I know people with that.
Also, I know the dates are messed up, like X Factor didn't take place during her birthday or like any of these months but in this story it does.
Sorry for confusion! Thanks for reading xx
btw I didn't edit the chapter yet so if there's any mistakes I will go back and edit tomrrow hopefully!