You were at Nando's, waiting for your date, you had been planning this moment for weeks, you had chosen you outfit per-fectly... You checked your watch, it was 17:15, fifteen minutes since your date should have been here, so You decided to call him to get his ETA, you pulled out your phone and dialled his number. It rang. And rang. And rang. Finally a voice - voicemail. Frustrated, you hung up the phone. Maybe he'd sent a message? You quickly cycled through your apps, getting more and more upset as each one yielded no reply. Tears sprung to your eyes, devastated that he had stood you up, you got up from your table and rushed to the door, before anyone could see them drop from your eyes, and you collided with another person, sending their food flying all over Nando's 'Great' you thought, 'what am amazing way to top off the day'. you heard a voice - in a soft brogue "Damn, well there goes me dinner" You wiped the tears from your face and looked up at the person to apologise, but when you saw who you crashed into your words left you - It was Niall Horan, your favourite member of your favourite band, It was like a dream come true. You would have squealed and fangirled if you weren't so upset. "Sorry" you sniffed, still wiping tears from your face. Niall could see you were upset and concern crossed his face like a dark cloud. "Never mind about that, are you all right?" He asked, sounding worried. You didn't know what it was that made you tell him - maybe it was his soothing voice, his familiar face, or just the fact you needed someone to talk to - you fell apart, sobbing as you told him. He put his arm around you, gently guiding you to a table in the corner away from everyone and when you had finished telling him the story a range of emotions flashed across his face, from pity, sadness to full fledged anger "How could he do that?!" he fumed "it's fine" you say, "No It's not" he responded "How would you like to have dinner with me instead?" "I would love that" you said, "Okay" Niall said, giving you a menu. You both ordered and over dinner you got to know each other properly, and had a great time, laughing and smiling. After dinner he walked you home, dropping you at the door with a kiss on the cheek, you said Goodnight and thanked him for one of the best evenings of your life. You went inside, smiling, and as you took your coat off, the pocket crinkled and you put your hand inside, finding a scrap of paper 'call me :)' it said with Niall's number written on it.
PLEASE DON'T STEAL!!!
