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Chapter 15: Where's My Hair Gel?
(ROCKYS POV)
I finally finished my work, displaying the finished clothing by laying it next to each singers microphone backstage. I was about to retreat into the crew's tour bus when a felt a light tap on my shoulder. Spinning around, I saw an extremely nervous looking blonde haired irish boy.
"Oh hey niall." I smiled.
"Er, hi." He muttered, staring at the ground.
"Are you okay? Need anything?" I asked smiling, looking into his captivating ocean blue eyes.
"Yeah, actually. I was wondering..." Niall murmured, biting his lip nervously,
"would you, um..." He had nearly finished his sentence when Justin interrupted.
"Rocky!! So this is my clothes for tonight's show?" Justin asked, looking a bit desperate. Desperate? What, why?
"Yeah." I answered impatiently, wanting to find out what Niall had to say. Justin was about to pester me some more when I grabbed Nialls hand abruptly.
"Uh, sorry JB. I gotta go talk to Niall." I apologized. Justin opened his mouth to protest, but I was already pulling Niall around the corner.
"Thank god." Niall huffed quietly.
"What?" I asked.
"Nothing." He murmured, before taking a big breath.
"Before anyone interrupts me again, Rocky, will you go out with me?" My eyes widened slightly. Niall Horan, international superstar-wants to go out with ME? Me, plain, regular old stylist? My expression spread into a wide grin.
"Of course, Nialler." I grinned excitedly. Niall looked relieved.
"Awesome. So, tonight at 8:00?" He asked. I agreed and we went our desperate ways, identical huge Grins on our faces.
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Where's My Hair Gel? (A Niall Horan Fanfic)
Fanfiction"Your touring for 6 months with Justin Bieber" when Niall Horan heard this words, he was ecstatic. He expected to have the time of his life in those 6 months, touring the USA with one of his favorite pop icons. He didnt think he'd find himself falli...
