It's not Real! (Niall Horan)

Chapter 22: Will you be mine?

Niall's P.O.V.

"Hey, don't forget okay." Paul said. "Yeah I will." I said. We were just getting reminders from Paul. Again. "And, tomorrow is a day off, okay Niall!" he shouted while I was moving toward the door. "Yeah, bye have a nice day off Pauly." I said waving bye to him. I went though the back door cause, ya know, paps are everywhere. I called a cab pulled out my phone to see Hannah's address and told him to go to 129 Woodville avenue, Brooklyn.

(Yet again, I do not know if that exists. If it does, totally awesome and also a coincidence.) It's like a 16-18 minute drive. I was in times square with the lads, we were just doing like an advertisement for some fashion thingy. Yeah, I really didn't listen. "Aye sir, mind if we take a turn here, I really have to move it. My daughter is in labor." The taxi cab man, oh, taxi cab man, said "Yeah sure, thats okay." I said in a New Yorker accent so that he won't fool me or anything.

"Okay." he then took a sharp turn and we cut time by three minutes. "Woah that was fast." I said without the New Yorker accent and obviously with my Irish accent, but for some bizarre reason it was a lot thicker that the normal. "Yeah, if you were really a New Yorker, you'd know. We usually take them there so we get more cash." "Okay, I'll keep that in mind. Thanks." I said. "What's your name son?" he asked me looking at the mirror. "Niall, Niall Horan." I replied to him.

"Oh, that is why you look oddly familiar. You're in that band One Direction right. The Irish one." I just nodded my head. "My daughter, the younger one who isn't in labor, loves you so much. Can I get your autograph, for my daughter. Oh, yeah Carl. That's my name." he handed me a piece of paper and a pen. I signed and gave it to him. Then he pulled over then paid him and gave him a five dollar tip. "Oh and tell your daughter that I said Congratulations. You know the one who is in labor."

I got out and knocked on the Hannah's door. "COMING!" I heard someone yell. She opened the door and I saw Amy. Then she tackled me with a really tight hug, No, scratch that a bear hug. A REALLY TIGHT BEAR HUG. "Nice to see you too Amy." Then she stopped hugging then she said. "Sorry, I just haven't seen you in ages, that's all." then she pointed to Hannah who was by the porch reading something. Then we were out in the porch alone. *wink, wink*

I covered her eyes and then asked "Guess who." then she grasped my hands. "Hmm, who is Irish and cute all over? Obviously Barney." she said with sarcasm. "Wrong guess." I replied. "Well then I guess I don't get a good grade." she said fake pouting. "I guess you don't." I removed my hands on her eyes and then kissed her nose. "I missed you." I said. "You know, even though it really hasn't been that long. I still missed you." I then added.

"Well, I missed you too." Then she kissed me softley. Thooooooose lips.

"So, what ya reading love?" I asked her reading the cover. 'The Abundance of Katherines; John Green' "Oh, The Abundance of Katherines. It's basically a guy who dated 19 different Katherines and he makes like a formula to like predidct weather you're a Dumper or a Dumpee because he's sick of having to be broken up with all the Katherines he's dated. I just started reading so I really don't know much. All I know now is that the main character is Colin Singleton and he has a friend who is Lebbanese named Hassan and they go on a road trip and meet a girl named Lindsay."

"That seems interesting love." I said to her staring into her eyes which were so focused in reading that book. "Hi." I said to her. "Hi." she said giving me a guilty smile. "Sorry." she then placed the book next to the table that was next the beach chair we were sitting on. "It's okay, I've got to ask you something though." I said clearing a lump in my thorat. I grabbed her hand and then looked her in the eye.

"What is it my lurve." I looked at her then leaned back while giving her a look. (THE GIF) "Okay, that's cute but technichally it doesn't make sense. I said to her giving her a look. Then she just giggled. "Okay, I know, but I think in French that is how they say it." she said making me laugh. "No, it's amour." I said. "No, that is Spanish, amor." she replied back. "No, well actually true. Amour with an o and a u is French and amor with only an o, is Spanish."

"Wow, Europeans know a lot about Europe." she said with a chuckle. "That is also true, love." I said still holding her hand and still staring into her brown eyes. She then bit her lower lip. "Good god, don't do this to me." I acidentally said out loud. "What? What did I do." Damn, I'm so stupid. Wiat to ruin the moment Niall James freaking Horan. I hate it when I think out loud.

"No, I was thinking out loud about you biting your lip. You're killing me, you're too adorable." I said. "Sorry?" she said looking down. I lifted her face up saying. "No, It's clearly my fault, err my mouth's fault, it just talks too much." I said trying to make the atmosphere a lot less weird. I breathed in deeply and gathered all my emotions and used them to fuel courage and hope.

"Okay, I know we have a deal, but I really want to just get it out of my system and to know the answer of the question I have wanted to ask you, I can no longer contain myself. So, Hannah Brice, please answer my question." I said to her. "Okay, I will Niall. I'll answer you question. Just tell me already!" She said jumping on her seat. "Will you be mine? Will you... be my girlfriend." I asked crossing my fingers in my mind.

...

"No."

(A/N:) ... two or four words, Plot Twist or Maybe A Plot Twist. ;) BYE! Oh and I love John Greeeeen, he is such a great writer. I have read like 4 of his books!!! Okay, final Bye! :)