We're Going Where?
"Where is this blonde?" i look at the pic on my red iphone. He was sexy as heck. i felt a tap on my shoulder. i turn around.
"Niall!" I smile. i'm a little red. He was even sexier in real life.
"Ally! I knew it was you. You are the only person here with blue hair." He laughs. He's the kind of guy you stop in the middle of the street to watch him go by, like a celebrity. i smile. i knew i loved him.
"Let's head to Nando's." he says.
"Where?" i ask.
"You don't know what Nando's is?" He asks. i shake my head.
"You poor child. Eat as much as you want." He laughs. I laugh along with him.
In the middle of our date, he gets a phone call.
"One second," He says, "What do you want Zayn?"
"Did you cook?"
"Zayn, I told you to let Liam cook. Is my mom in there?"
"Okay, let out the fire, okay?"
"Bye." he hangs up. I look at him.
"It's fine." He says.
After eating the god like food, we head over to his house to check on the fire.
"Ally, can I ask you something?" He asks.
"Of course." I say.
"Why do you like me?" He asks bluntly.
"Because your nice, funny, lovable,... cute..." I tell him, getting redder after every word.
"Really?" He asks. He was so adorable when he was red.
"Yeah." I mumble so he could hear me.
"So, you don't just like me because I'm famous?" he asks. Wait, he's famous?!
"You're famous?"? I asks.
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