It turns out that those shoes were basically sold in every shoe store in the city. Which means that we had to go visit every store in the city.
"Ok, genius, where do we start?" Niall asks me. He's cranky.
"What's with the attitude?" I ask, jokingly.
"I haven't had breakfast. I'm starving," he whined.
"Well, our first step is the mall. So we'll go to the food court and buy you some food there," I assured him.
We park in the parking lot and watch as a small group of girls walk by. Niall looks by at them.
"Recognize her there?" he asks.
"No, none of them have gray eyes," I say.
"Harry, we forgot something," Niall says suddenly.
"What?" I ask, pulling the key out of the ignition.
"This is a mall," he states.
"Yea so?" I ask, turning to look at him.
"So, this place is crawling with girls," he says , trying to see if I understand.
"Ok?" I press on.
"Most girls are One Direction fans. And we're members of One Direction?" he says, slowly.
"Oh, I see," I say, my eyes opening in realization.
I look around the car for a pair of sunglasses and hats.
I pass Niall a baseball cap and pull a fisherman hat over my curls. I open the glove compartment and find two pairs of sunglasses. I pass him a pair and slip one over my eyes, too. Then we open the door and step into the bright sunlight.
We walk past a group of giggling girls wearing One Direction shirts. Once we see the shirts, Niall and I speed up a bit until we're inside. We walk to the food court first because Niall couldn't take it anymore. Afterwards, we went to every shoe store in the mall. I showed the cashiers the shoe, hoping they'd recognize it. But each one would say no.
"What are we going to do Harry? We've gone to every shoe store in this mall, and every cashier has said no, so what are we going to do?"Niall asks.
"So what? You're just going to give up? I though you actually had feelings for that girl," I snapped at him.
"I do, but Harry, we're going 'round in circles, we have to know when to stop," he says defensively.
"There's one more store left here, all we can do is cross our fingers that it's this one," I say walking in the direction towards the shoe store.
We walk in. It smells slightly musty and they have a radio playing the latest hits. Niall and I smile at each other when we hear Liam start singing 'What Makes You Beautiful'.
We walk up to the person behind the counter.
"Hello," I greet her.
"Good morning sir," she greets me with a friendly smile.
"How can I help you?" she asks.
"I was wondering if you can tell me if anyone has recently bought this shoe?" I say, pulling the silver ballerina flat out of my bag.
"Umm, let me just check our records," she said, turning to the computer.
I waited patiently and Niall walked around the store, looking at all the different shoes up for display on the walls. He stopped and started looking at a pair of white high-tops.
"Ah, just your luck sir, there was a person who purchased these exact shoes just two days ago," she smiled at me cheerfully.
"Is there any way you can tell us who?" Niall asked, walking back to the counter.
"No, I'm sorry, we have a really strict customer privacy policy. I can't give out any of our customer's personal information," she said sympathetically.
"Listen, we really need to know who she is," I plead.
"I don't know, sir, it's really against the rules," she said, real sympathy in her voice.
"I guess I can give you her name," she shrugged.
"Yes, please anything," Niall urges.
"Her name is Darcy Donnor. She bought these shoes two days ago. I'm sorry I couldn't help out more," she apologized.
"No, thank you, you really helped us out," I smiled. As we walked past the group of Direction fans and back to the car, I kept thinking her name.
Darcy. Darcy Donnor. I liked that name. Darcy. It was a really pretty name.
"Well, we found out your girl's name. I wonder what my girl's name is," Niall wondered out loud.
"Yea, You know, knowing her name makes me feel like I have more of a chance of finding her," I tell him as we get in the car.
I put the key in the ignition and start the car. I slowly pull out of the parking space and maneuver my way back onto the freeway.
"Hey mate, can we stop for food?" Niall asks me as he looks at a passing Burger King restuarant.
I roll my eyes.
"Sure, buddy," I look over at him and he smiles wide.
Darcy. That was the name that took over my mind for the rest of the entire day.
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"Hazza, why are you so quiet?" Louis whispers to me at dinner. I look up from the sprouts on my plate and turn to him.
He's looking at me with a worried expression as he took another bite out of his carrot.
"No reason," I say, distracted as I looked at the sprouts on my plate. I pushed them around with my fork.
He taps the table quietly with his fork to get my attention. I look up at him to find him staring at me knowlingly. I didn't know what was wrong with me. I had forgotten that this was Louis. My Boobear. He always know when I'm lying. I let out a deep breath, not realizing that I had been holding it in.
"I'll tell you after dinner, when we have privacy," I whisper to him.
He smiles and continues to munch on his carrot.
I look at Niall, who's sitting across from me, serving himself another plate of chicken.
He looks at me as he sets his plate down. I jerk my head slightly towards Louis. He faces Louis and looks back.
He's catching on, I mouthed. Niall nodded in response before turning back to his chicken.
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"Ok, so what's going on with you two?" Louis says, crossing his arms and sitting in the armchair. Niall and I sat next to each other on the sofa.
Niall looks at me before beginning.
"Ok, well last night, Harry and I experienced an incident. But instead of being the usual, you know, bad incident, this one turned out to change our lives, in a good way," he tried to explain.
"What?" Louis says, his face a portrait of confusion.
"Something incredible happened to us last night," I explained more clearly.
He gasped and looked at us, aghast.
"You two made babies?" he asked, making a face. He looked like a little kid when he first finds out where babies come from.
"No, no! Not at all," Niall and I started yelling, holding up our hands.
Louis smirked.
"We met two amazing girls last night," Niall said, his eyes sparkling.
"And we had no idea who they were," I added.
"And what happened that made this incident so special?" Louis asked.
Niall and I stayed quiet and Louis was smart enough to catch on.
"Ah," he sighed knowlingly.
"Oh Harry, Niall, you two little devils, you," he smiled goofily.
"Oh shush Louis," I hear Niall mutter.
"So what's going on?" he asked.
"We had no idea who they were, but today we went and did some research and we found out Harry's mystery girl's name," Niall said.
"That's all you know? One of their names?" Louis asked in disbelief.
"Well, yea," Harry shrugged.
Niall and I shrug at each other, then turn back to Louis. We see his face suddenly light up and he smiles widely at the both of us.
"What are you thinking, Lou?" Niall asks.
"Well, Eleanor really enjoyed the party yesterday and she told me that she was thinking of throwing a masquerade party of her own," he kept smiling at us.
"Yea, so?" I ask.
"Well, Eleanor doesn't really know many people around here and she said she wanted to throw a big party, so why don't we just go around the city and invite all the teens that live around here?" Louis asked.
"What does this have anything to do with this?" Niall asked.
"Maybe your mystery girls would recieve a invitation?" Louis asked smugly.
Niall and I looked at Louis, who just smiled brightly at us. We looked at each other and then back to Louis.
"Well?" he asked.
"I guess we can give it a shot," I shrug, after a few minutes of thinking it through.
"Yea, yea, good idea Lou. We'll do it," Niall said, nodding and smiling at Louis.