***NIALL POV***

    I breathed a sigh of relief when  Torre agreed to hang out with me again tomorrow. It’s not like I thought she wouldn’t, but the guilt is eating away at me and to have her agree so easily makes it just a little less horrible. We were getting ready for an interview today, and Management had told me when asked about relationship status and pictures of Victoria and I from last night to not really answer questions but to say she is a “great girl.” This is just so freaking stupid.

    “Hey man. How’s it going?” Harry walked into the dressing room.

    “It’s going. I guess.”

    “Still having a hard time with the girlfriend thing?” Harry asked with a sympathetic look on his face.

    “It’s just so unfair to her.” I said.

    “Yeah, I know. I can’t believe that they’re making you do this.” Harry said, when a director came in and told us that the interview would start in five and we needed to go get in our position. “It’ll all work out, mate. I don’t know Victoria, but I’m sure she’ll end up okay.” We headed out and took a seat on the couch for the interview. It started, and they asked the usual questions about the music, tour-life, and here came the girlfriend rumors.

    “So, Niall, we saw you were out with a lovely lady last night? What’s the story on you two?” The interviewer asked with questioning eyes.

    “There’s not really a story. Victoria is a wonderful girl, and yeah. She’s really cool.”

    “Hmmm...Is there a teeny tiny spark between you two?” he continued to drag it out.

    “Nothing to tell, yet. But I hope there will be.”  There that should be good enough for them. He then moved on to Harry and asking him if he had any new love interest. The rest of the interview went by in a drag and to be honest I was over it. Over it all. After the interview was over all the boys went out to get something to eat together, but I just didn’t feel like it. I went home and sat myself down in front of the TV for the rest of the night.

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***TORRE POV***

    I was still laying on the couch when Eliza walked through the door at 10pm.  “Hello, love.” she yelled when she came in to see me watching about the hundredth “One Direction Funny Moments” video on YouTube. I just couldn’t help myself. I had to find out more about him, right?

    “Well, well, well. What are you watching there, Tor?” she said with a smirk on her face, taking a seat on the couch next to me.

    “I mean, I had to find out a little more about him, right?” I said, jokingly.

    “Sure. Someone’s falling hard, aren’t they?” she chuckled.

    “Yeah, yeah I guess I am.” I said, the sudden realization hitting me. I had gone on one date, one date with Niall and here I am, like stalking him over social media. What was the harm? Just a broken heart, my subconscious reminded me. “We’re hanging out again tomorrow.” I said, pushing the bad thoughts to the back of my mind.

    “Really? That’s great, Torre. I really am so happy for you. Now press play, I would like to see more of these ridiculously hot five boys.” she said, taking the phone from my hand.

    “Just stay away from the blonde one, he’s mine.”

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    It was now 12:55 and Niall would be here any minute. Surprisingly enough, I wasn’t nervous. At least, I didn’t feel as nervous as I thought I would, considering I was going out with Niall Horan. There was a knock at the door. I grabbed my purse and went to open the door. There stood Niall, looking cute as ever, in a white tee-shirt and pair of dark wash jeans. He had black Ray Bans still covering his eyes, even though we were inside. A smile graced his lips when I answered the door.

    “Hey, Torre.” he said.

    “Hi Niall. Why do you still have your sunglasses on?” I said with a laugh, locking your apartment door and heading towards the elevator.

    “Oh, you know. It’s just too bright in here for my eyes.” He said, joking around and talking in a snotty, self-centered voice. I couldn’t help but completely crack up at him.

    “Oh shut up.” you said, pulling his sunglasses off. “I like to see your eyes.” I said, and then blushed, not meaning to say what I did. “You know, because eye contact is really important when speaking to some-” I started rambling.

    “C’mon, admit it. Just say I have the most beautiful  eyes you’ve ever seen, it’s okay.” Niall joked. I pushed him teasingly. “I’m sorry, I have to give you trouble.” he chuckled. I went out and today he had, like I expected last time, a big, black vehicle, and a large man sat in the front, you assumed a driver. Niall opened the door for me, and I let him this time. He hopped in beside me.

    “Off to the mall, Ricky. Oh, Victoria, this is Ricky, our driver. Ricky, Victoria.” He introduced us real quick, and then grabbed my hand in his and held it as we departed for the mall. It sent butterflies erupting through my stomach.

    “Nice to meet you.” I said. He just nodded in the mirror. He was the classic, security-driver you would picture to work for celebrities.  Niall and I talked about what we’d been doing the last couple days on the way there. It was quite awkward having Ricky in the front seat. I’m sure Niall was used to it, so he just talked my ear off, but it was still quite strange for me.

    When we arrived to the mall, Niall helped me out of the car---he was such a gentleman!---and we walked in.

    “So where so you want to go first, Princess?” Niall said confidently. He already had a name for me?!

    “Um, I don’t care. Where do you want to go?” I questioned back.

    “Well, I don’t really care either. How about we just stroll and then go in to wherever looks interesting?” He said.

    “Sounds great to me!” I said excitedly.

    “Good.” he said, looking into your eyes. He grabbed my hand in his again and held it as we walked together. Eeeekkk! I was trying to stay calm on the outside, but on the inside, I was freaking out!

    “How about this one?” Niall said, pointing to a Forever 21.

    “Sure…” you said a bit hesitantly.

    “Let’s play dress up, shall we? I’ll pick out a bunch of outfits, and then you can try them on.” he suggested. I wasn’t sure about this...I mean all girls are a little self-concious about their body, and I am no exception. “C’mon, Torre. It’ll be fun, I promise.” Niall sensed my hesitation.

    “Okay. I guess. Only if I get to do the same for you.”

    “Deal.” he said with a grin, and we walked inside. He went right to work, picking dresses, skirts, pants and tops. After about 15 minutes of going through racks and racks of clothes, we headed to the dressing room.  Niall took a seat outside and handed me the pile of clothes.

    “Have fun sweetheart, and make sure to show me everything!” he said excitedly.

    “Okay!” I said and headed in and closed the curtain behind me. The first thing I pulled on was a black, daisy-printed skirt and a matching yellow top, with a jean-jacket Niall specifically told me to put with this outfit.  I found it funny how fashion forward he was and giggled to myself when the outfit actually looked really good. I pulled the curtain back dramatically, and struck a pose, showing off the outfit.

    “I love it!” Niall said, his eyes raking over my body.

    “You did pretty well with this one, I must admit.” I said.

    “You can say that again. You look hot, Torre.” I blushed at his words. I haven’t ever dated anybody, let alone have a guy call me hot, so I didn’t quite know how to react.

    “T-thanks.” I giggled.

    “And you’re still cute when you blush.” he chuckled. “Now go try on those other clothes.”

    “Coming right up!” I said and closed the curtain behind me. I tried on the rest of the clothes. It was actually really fun. Some of the outfits Niall picked out for me were really cute, and the other half were hideous---which I think he picked out on purpose.

    After trying on all the clothes, Niall insisted on buying me the daisy-skirt outfit. I told him many times he didn’t have to, but he kept stealing the outfit out of my arms and ran up to the register and whipped out his credit card. After making the purchase, we headed back out to the mall and went to a men’s store to shop for Niall.

    “I’m going to have fun with this.” I muttered and ran off to a shelf grabbing various items of clothing. By the time Niall caught up with me, I had what seemed to be half the store in my hands.

    “Let’s head to the dressing rooms, shall we?” I said with a smirk  on my face. We headed back and switched roles. I took a seat outside and he took the heap of clothing in the room with him.

    “Wow, Torre! Did you get the whole store? I think there’s a few things you’re missing!” He joked.

    “Shut up and try the clothes on, Horan.” I could hear him laughing from the inside of the small fitting room, and it was just about the best sound I ever heard. And I was the one to make him laugh. That made it even better. He came out in various outfits, both  good-looking and ugly, just like he had done to me. He even bought a couple of the shirts I picked out for him.

    After we had our fun playing dress-up, we went to the food court and shared a pretzel. There were a couple of fans that were taking pictures of us from a few tables over, but Niall told me to ignore them. I tried, but it was strange, just having someone photograph you.

    After that we left the mall we went home. The drive home was silent. I had had a great time at the mall with Niall. I don’t remember a time that I had had that much fun, actually. I don’t think I’ve ever laughed more in my life. I hope Niall felt the same. We pulled up the apartment complex and Niall told me he’d walk me up, even though I told him he didn’t have to.

    “I had the greatest time today, Niall. I don’t think I’ve ever laughed as much as I did today. And thank you so much for the clothes. You really didn’t have to do that.”

    “Oh don’t worry about it, it was my treat. And I had a great time today, too.” He looked like he had more to say but didn’t say it, and I wondered what was going through his mind. “Thanks for being such a super shopper.” he joked.

    “It was my pleasure.” I laughed. Both of us stayed quiet for a while, not sure what else to say. I really wanted him to kiss me, but I definitely wasn’t going to make the first move. As if he could read your mind, he broke the silence.

    “I really want to kiss you right now. Can I kiss you?” he asked politely, his deep blue eyes meeting yours. All you did was nod your head.

    His face leaned toward mine and I instinctively moved closer to him too, so our bodies were touching. He leaned in even closer and my warm lips met his.  Our lips moved in sync with his and my heart was beating rapidly against my chest. His hands moved to my waist and mine went to the back of his neck. Our lips were still moving gracefully when I smiled into the kiss. I couldn’t help it. It was my first kiss and it was everything I ever imagined it to be. We both pulled back at the same time and I let out a little giggle. Niall had a smile on his face for what seemed the hundredth time tonight.

    “That was perfect.” I stated.

    “Yeah, yeah it was.” Niall agreed. “Goodnight, Torre. I’ll see you soon.” he said, and turned to walk down to hall towards the elevator.

    “Goodnight, Niall.” I said, still in a dream-like state. I walked into the apartment with a huge smile on my face. I headed straight to my bed, and just laid on top of it, replaying the spectacular moment in my head.

 {A/N: I love this chapter! I hope you do too! I'm trying to make the chapters longer, so this one is the longest I've written! Please vote and comment :) I hope you're liking the story so far}