Super early update because I couldn't update on Thursday! I'm so sorry guys! But anyway, I hope you like this chapter! :)

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Bree’s POV

By 7:00 pm, Uncle Paul had return and we were all getting ready for the dinner. Turns out that the boys weren’t the only people invited. Uncle Paul and Clodagh had told me that they had invited some other friends as well and that it was going to be a like a little party, actually. It wasn’t formal, but I wanted to look pretty nice. Not only because of a special Irish boy, but I wanted to cause a great first impression on everyone as well.

I put on some music as I did my makeup. I had decided to wear a strapless black dress with a thin, gold belt in my waist. When my hair and makeup were done, I received a call from Skype and I immediately knew it was Emily.

“Hey, Em,” I say as I accept the call and sit on my bed.

“Hey Bre— Ooh, looking nice! Where are you going?” She asks, changing the topic completely.

I giggle. “Nowhere. Uncle Paul is having this small party with some friends because he and Clodagh want to give us some important news.” I say. “Don’t ask me what it is because I have no clue,” I added when I saw her opening her mouth. I know her too well.

She smirks. “So, is that special, fake blonde guy of yours going too?” She asks, messing with me and I roll my eyes playfully.

“Yes, he’s coming,” I reply. “They all are.” And she giggles.

“Speaking of which, I know what you have to do about Niall,” She says.

I frown. “What do you mean?” I ask, confused. And she rolls her eyes.

“About this girl he’s seeing!” She exclaims, making air quotations in “seeing”. “Look, we don’t really know if she’s his girlfriend. I mean, if you two almost kiss then there’s no way they are together, so while he’s still single you can make him fall for you!”

And at this I just roll my eyes. As if Niall is ever going to look at someone like me. I mean, he can have ANY girl he wants. Why would she choose me? That’s impossible and I better not get my hopes up. It will hurt less when I see him with his special girl.

“Em, he will never look at me that way. We’re just friends and that’s never going to change,” I explain. And again, she rolls her eyes.

“Whatever you say, Bree, but just think about it. If he’s still single, then you can still make a move. You never know what could happen. Never say Never, love,” She says, adding a wink. At this I laugh because I can only think of the Justin Bieber song. Not that I’m a big fan, but I know Niall is and I can totally imagine him singing it.

“Well, I need to go! I’ll call you tomorrow,” I say.

“Bye, Bree! Remember to think about what I said,” I just nod and after saying goodbye we hung up. I let out a long sigh and just then there’s a knock in my door.

“Sweetie, are you ready?”

“Not yet! I’ll go down in a sec, Uncle Paul!” And then, footsteps are heard meaning that he’s gone.

I get up from my bed and walk towards my bags. Yes, I still haven’t unpacked, but hey, tour starts in less than a week so why bother?

I grab my black dress and put it on carefully, but then curse at myself when I can reach the zipper on the back. I try to zip it up, but it’s impossible. I give up and decide to ask Clodagh to help me later. I put on my gold belt and my gold ballerina shoes and look myself at the mirror. Not bad, Bree.

Finally, I grab a gold necklace that my mother gave me for my 16th birthday and put it on. I can’t help but feel sad, but I’m interrupted by another knock on my door. I thought it could be Clodagh, so as I’m trying to zip up my dress I open the door, but instead of finding Clodagh, I find my special Irish boy.

“Niall,” I say, surprised.

“Hey, Bree,” He says, smiling. His head bows down a little and this is when I realize that he is checking me out. Not in that dirty way that most of guys do, but in a nice way, just seeing what I’m wearing and how do I look. I can’t help but blush at his action, and when my eyes meet his a big smile is spread in his lips. “You look really nice,” He says, and I blush even more.

“Thank you,” I say politely. “You look nice, too,” I admit, and he does. His wearing black, dressing pants with a white shirt and black cardigan on top.

“Thanks,” he says while looking down, and I swear he looks so adorable. “Anyway,” he says looking up at me again. “Paul told me to come up and look for you. He said he came, but you weren’t ready, so are you ready now?” He asks, looking down at me quickly, again.

“Uhm, yeah,” I say, walking towards the bathroom as I remember that I left my earrings there. Niall follows me, but he doesn’t seem to notice that my back is not covered because of the stupid zipper that I can’t reach. “Uh, can I ask you a favor?” I ask once my earring are in the correct place—my ears. I’m not going to lie, this is really embarrassing…somehow, but he’s the only one here and we need to get down already.

“Anything,” he says.

“Can you please help me with the zipper on the back?” I ask, slowly turning around.

“Uh, yeah, sure,” he says a little too quickly, and I can’t help but smile a little. Is he… nervous? I feel him zip up the zipper, but before he’s done, he grabs my hair and puts it over my shoulder to one side. He continues to zip it up until he’s done. “There,” he says, grabbing my hair again and putting it back in place. I slowly turn around and only then I can notice how close to each other we really are.

“Thanks,” I say, but it came out more as a whisper since we’re so close to each other.

“You’re welcome,” He replies, whispering too. We both stay quiet for a while, just staring at each other. I stare at his beautiful, big, blue eyes, and I can see that they’re so full of emotions. Not bad ones though. He’s so carefree and just…so happy. Always.

 Somehow, I can’t take my eyes of off his. There just so beautiful and they make you keep staring, and even attracting you towards them. He’s staring at my eyes too and I wonder what does he see? What does he think of me? I keep staring at his eyes, but then I can see that his looking at my lips and he starts to lean in closer, and somehow I do too.

“Bree,” He says whispering, putting a piece of my hair behind my ear. “There’s something I need to tell you.”

“What is it?” I ask, a little louder this time.

“I- I just think you’re—”

“Niall, Bree, come down here!” Uncle Paul shouts, interrupting our special moment.

We both let out a big sigh of disappointment, and this moment I think if he likes me the way I like him too? What was he going to say? This is so unfair, why must we get interrupted every time?

“We better get down there,” I say. “We don’t want Uncle Paul getting mad at us,” I joke.

He chuckles a little and then stretches out his hand as if saying ‘ladies first’. I smile at him and walk in front of him and I keep my smile when I feel him following behind me. His presence, somehow, makes me feel better. It makes me feel safe in a way.

When we get downstairs there are some guests here and there. I don’t know anybody except for the boys, so I go to say hi to them first. After hugging each one of them, Clodagh and Uncle Paul tell me that I need to go with them. They introduce me to the people that are there, who are only like four, and then I go back to where the boys are. It’s still early anyways, so I’m not surprised that just a couple of people are here.

“You look really beautiful tonight, Bree,” Zayn says, and I can’t help but blush a bit. I’m not used to getting compliments like this one, so it does surprise me a little, but then again I’m a blusher.

“Tonight? She always looks beautiful,” Louis says. “How could you say something like that?” And everyone laughs at Louis’ joke.

Zayn rolls his eyes. “You know what I mean, Lou!” He exclaims.

“No, but Zayn’s right. You really look beautiful,” Niall says, making me blush even more.

“Thanks,” I say quietly, and thanks God everyone started talking about another thing. I’m not used to getting all the attention, and it’s something I’ve never really liked anyways. I mean, of course I like compliments, who doesn’t? But if the conversation would’ve been all about me, I couldn’t have handle it.

While the boys kept talking, I just stay quiet listening to what each boy had to say. We laughed and we listened when we had to, but I noticed that I was not being the only quiet one in the group. I turn to look at Niall and got surprised when he was already looking at me. I gave him a small smile and he gladly returned it, making me smile even more. I looked directly in his eyes, what I liked the most about him, and kept on staring until I don’t know when. I swear I could stare at his eyes forever.

But then I started to think. Why does he act like this with me? I know were friends, but friends don’t act that way. I’m not stupid and I know he might be feeling something towards me, but I’m afraid of getting my hopes up and then, like always, getting hurt because what I think may not be the right thing. Then what about the girl he’s “seeing”? There’s so many question I have in mind, but the answers? I don’t know when I’ll get them, or if I’ll ever get them.

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