"So, what would you girls like to do?" Liam asked.
I shrugged. "Whatever you guys wanna do is cool with us," I answered for Sarah and I. She nodded.
"Well, I think we should get to know each other better," Niall chimed in, smiling at me.
I nodded in agreement. "Sounds like a good idea. How about we play truth or dare?" I raised my brows at the group.
"Hell yeah, I'm in," Zayn said, sitting down in the middle of the room. We all joined him.
"Well, 'lucky girl', you're first," Harry pointed at me, wiggling his brows. "Truth or dare?"
I sat there contemplating which to choose for a few seconds. "I know it's lame, but truth," I answered.
"What's the most embarrassing thing that's ever happened to you?" He asked me.
I was afraid one of the boys would ask this. I sighed before answering. "My freshman year, Sarah pantsed me in the middle of gym class." The room filled with laughter. I looked over at Harry who was rolling on the floor, holding his stomach. Niall's adorable laughter overpowered everyone else's laughter. His laugh was so contagious that I couldn't help but join in.
"That's pretty damn embarrassing," Harry grinned. "Alright, your turn Brooke."
"Hmm..." I tapped my chin. Should I ask Niall, or would that be too obvious? Fuck it; I may never see him again after tonight.
"Niall, truth or dare?"
He wiggled his eyebrows as he smiled wide at me. His blue eyes sparkled as he looked into my eyes. "Dare."
Now I had to come up with something great, or else I'd embarrass myself even more. I thought for a while and finally came up with the perfect dare. "Give me your phone." He furrowed his eyebrows and hesitated, but gave in. I swiped around on his iPhone until I found his Twitter account.
@NiallOfficial Things got a little wild after the concert...pretty sure Harry and I just kissed.
I decided not to include Harry's account in the tweet to spare him the torture. Within seconds, the tweet had thousands of retweets. I fell back in laughter as Niall's eyes got big. He reached over for his phone.
"Shit, shit, shit!" He yelled, tugging at his hair.
"You can't delete it! It was a dare," I say in between laughs. I sit back up and Niall smiles, cheeks red. I looked over at Harry, Zayn, Liam, and Louis who were all on their phones now to see what happened. They soon erupted into laughter, even Harry. I thought he would be pissed, but there was not one hint of anger in his face.
"That's one great dare," Zayn said, chuckling. "Alright Niall, your turn."
Niall looked at me. "Brooke, truth or dare?"
"Come on, Niall! I just went," I pouted, crossing my arms over my chest. He grinned at my reaction.
"Doesn't matter! Truth or dare?"
I didn't even hesitate this time. I knew if I picked dare I would be screwed. "Truth."
"Who's your favorite of the band?" I could feel my palms getting sweaty and the heat rush to my cheeks. I really don't wanna answer this; I don't wanna give Niall the satisfaction of embarrassing me. Should I lie? Or should I tell the truth? I looked back over at Niall, who had an eyebrow raised, waiting for my response.
Before I could decide what to say, the word left my mouth. "You." I looked down at the floor, not wanting to see the huge grin, or scowl, on his face. I was expecting him to laugh or make a snide comment, but the room remained silent. I looked up to see him smiling as he scratched the back of his neck. His cheeks were turning red. He met my gaze, but quickly looked away.
I tucked a strand of hair behind my ear as we all sat there in the awkward silence. Finally, Harry spoke up. "Well, it seems like this game isn't going to go far, since it's only been about you two," he said, motioning his hand to Niall and I.
I got up. "There's this really great ice cream parlor around the corner. They're open till midnight on Saturdays. We should go," I said, tucking another strand behind my ear.
"Hell yeah," Liam said, standing up. Everyone followed his lead as we walked out of the stadium into the night.
"Wait," I said, turning around to face the boys. "What if you guys get recognized? What about security?"
Zayn waved my question off. "There's no one out this time of night. We won't be noticed, plus if we are, we're really close to the venue. We don't need security." I shrugged my shoulders; I was worried, but I guess he had a point. I decided to let it go.
We walked down the street for a couple minutes until we found the cute little parlor. No one was inside, thank god. An old woman appeared from the back room and smiled. "Hello and welcome to The Dairy Parlor," she said, smiling. As she looked at the boys, her expression didn't change, so I assumed she didn't know who they were. I sighed in relief.
I ordered my ice cream, and as I pulled out my wallet, I felt a hand touch mine. "You're not paying," that Irish voice said.
I turned and looked up at him. "Yes I am! You guys were kind enough to let us hang out with you, so I am definitely paying for my ice cream, as well as everyone else's. It's the least I could do." Before I could turn back to the register to hand the woman my money, the register clicked open. I noticed someone standing next to me. I looked up to see Louis grinning down at me. Niall distracted me so he could pay for my ice cream.
I nudged Niall's shoulder. "Damn it, Niall! I wanted to pay," I frowned. He chuckled and took my cone of chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream and started licking it.
"Niall! Stop it!" I tried to take it from him, but he raised the cone above his head so that I couldn't reach it. "Damn it! Give me my ice cream," I shouted. I pulled down on his arm and grabbed the cone with my other. He erupted into laughter. I glared at him, trying to look as pissed off as possible, but the sparkle in his eyes melted away my anger. I let out a little grin.
Everyone received their ice cream and headed for the door. I made sure the boys weren't paying attention. I walked over to the counter. "Thanks so much for the ice cream; it's delicious," I beamed, looking at the old woman.
She smiled. "You're very welcome. Come back any time, really."
I smiled as I put ten dollars in the tip jar.
"Thanks so much, sweetheart," she said. I nodded as I headed for the door.
"You must be pretty special to be hanging out with One Direction," she called. I spun around on my heels, shocked by her statement. I opened my mouth to speak, but she put her finger in the air, telling me to wait. "Don't worry; I won't tell anyone you guys were here. You're all welcome here any time; your secret's safe with me." I thanked her and walked out of the parlor.
I walked over to the boys and Sarah who were talking about Breaking Bad. I smiled as I approached them, but a breeze blew, making me shiver. I didn't bring a jacket because I obviously didn't think I'd be out with One Direction tonight. Niall noticed my shiver and started taking off his leather jacket.
"No, no, I'm fine, but thank you, Niall," I waved him off. He ignored me and put his jacket over my shoulders. His scent filled my nostrils and I smiled. "Thank you," I said, blushing. Why do I blush so easily around him?
"Of course," he responded, putting his arm over my shoulders. My heart raced at his touch and he led us back to the group. I could tell the boys were caught off guard seeing me in Niall's jacket and his arm around me. They noticed me studying their faces and quickly looked down. I grinned.
"So, where to next?" Liam asked. We all looked at each other.
"The beach?" I asked, biting my lip. "Not to swim obviously, just to hang out and maybe start a fire?"
"I'm down!" Louis exclaimed. Everyone chimed in agreement.
Just as we started walking, my phone buzzed in my pocket. I took it, seeing that my mother was calling me again. I pressed the ignore button and powered it down, sliding the phone back into my pocket. Niall noticed and looked down at me. "Everything okay?"
I decided to tell him the truth this time. "Actually, no. My mom told me if I wasn't back by midnight I was grounded. But honestly, I don't give a shit what she says. I'm an adult and I'm gonna do what I want."
I could tell he was caught off guard by my response because he bit his lip and ran his hand through his hair. "I don't want you getting in trouble with your mum."
I smiled. "No, it's completely fine, Niall. I promise. I'd rather be grounded for the next week than leave you." I meant to say "you guys," but my brain decided to say something different. I saw his eyes light up. But then he removed his arm from around me. Did I freak him out? Shit.
Before I could apologize for what I said, he was putting his hand down my pocket. He pulled out my phone and powered it on.
"What are you doing?" I asked, trying to take the phone from his hands. He ignored my question and lifted my phone out of reach.
"Hello, is this Brooke's mum?" I couldn't hear what my mother was saying. "Yes, this is Niall Horan from One Direction. She's with us and she and Sarah are perfectly fine. She won't be back until early morning or later, if that's okay with you."
Of course that won't be okay, I thought. But I was wrong; Niall smiled at my mother's response. "Of course I'll look after her. She's in good hands. Thank you Mrs. Darcey," he said, hanging up the phone.
"What the hell did you just do?" I asked, snatching the phone from his hand.
"Solved your problem," he responded, his eyes sparkling as he put his arm back around me.
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Hey guys! Thank you so much for reading! I hope you're enjoying the story so far. I forgot that I have a long weekend so I'm gonna try to update as much as possible! Feel free to comment and/or follow me! Love you all so much :)
~Kellie~