TORRE POV

"I don't know what to wear. He never told me what we were doing. He just said 'something really special.'" Eliza and I were currently standing in front of my closet, trying to decide what I should wear.

"I would dress more formal then. Like a dress maybe?" She said, rooting through my pathetic rack of clothing.

"I could do a dress, I guess."

"Here, try this one---nevermind. Um, what about...no that won't work...well."

"I know, I need a new wardrobe." I said, shrugging and taking a seat on the bed. "I don't know what to wear." I said, giving out a hopeless sigh. She took a seat next to me. We sat in silence for awhile, trying to think of a solution. I've never been too worried about my looks, but being with Niall made me especially self-conscious. All the media always being there and judging you, it would make anyone nervous.

"I have an idea." Eliza blurted, and rushed to her closet. What was she thinking? There was no way we were the same size. Eliza is literally a stick. And not that I'm fat, but I have curves on me...and boobs.

She rushed back in holding a new dress that she had bought a couple days ago. That would never fit me.

"What do you think?" she asked.

"Eliza, that will never fit me."

"No, it's too big on me. I bought it without trying it on. It's a bit baggy on me so I was going to return it, but it would be perfect for you to wear tonight. Just try it on." She handed me the dress. I guess at this point I don't have many more options. I stepped into the bathroom and stripped my clothes. I pulled the dress over my head and smoothed it out.

I took a look in the mirror. It fit. It fit really well. What was baggy on Eliza hugged me in all the right places. The dress was black. It had lace sleeves and went to mid-thigh, so it wasn't too short. It was perfect. I almost didn't recognize myself looking in the mirror. I usually don't wear things this tight, but it looked good.

"C'mon, Torre. Hurry up! I want to see it!" Eliza squealed from the other side of the door. I stepped out to see her eyes scan my body and a smile form on her lips.

"Well?" I nervously asked.

"You look amazing." she said.

"Thanks."

"You're gonna blow him away." She said. "Let's find you some shoes." We went to her closet and she found a pair of black pumps that looked great with the dress. Thank goodness for Eliza, always here to save the day.

"Thanks for letting me borrow all this. I don't know what I'd do without you!" I said, while we both sat patiently in the kitchen, waiting for Niall to arrive.

"No problem. That's what roommates are-." She was interrupted by a knock on the door. She shot me a smile as I stood up to answer the door. I smoothed my dress one last time and turned the knob.

Niall's ocean-blue eyes met mine. I studied him closely as he saw me. His eyes went wide as they went up and down my body. When he got back to my face, his smile seemed wider than it had ever been. He was at a loss of words.

"Torre, you look g-gorgeous." He finally got out. I had never made anybody so speechless before. I have to admit it was kind of a great feeling. He looked great too. He was wearing tan-colored pants and a light blue sweater. His blonde hair was styled perfectly, sticking up. He looked like Prince Charming.

"Thank you." I said. He walked in the kitchen.

"Hi Niall. Nice to see you again." Eliza said.

"Hey Eliza. How are you?" He asked politely. It was amazing to see the two of them interacting like this.

"I'm great. You?"

"Really, really good. Even better now that I'm here." He said, turning to me. Being me, I blushed at his compliment.

 "Well I'm ready." I said and Niall nodded.

"Let's get going then. Have a good night Eliza." He said, nodding to her.

"Thanks. You too, my little lovebirds." Of course she had to say that. Niall chuckled as he closed the door behind me.

"She's something." He said.

"Yeah try living with her. I love her all the same though."

"I can imagine. Try living with four other people!" We walked down to the car. It was the big, black one I had grown accustomed to. Ricky was driving again.

Niall opened the door for me and then slid in next to me.

"Where are we going?" I asked curiously.

"It's a surprise, sweetheart. You'll find out soon though." Sweetheart. He called me sweetheart!

Soon we pulled into the neighborhood  the boys were staying in. The ride there wasn't long. We spent most of the time catching up over the last few days. I didn't have much to tell him, as I just had class everyday, but he had lots of exciting things going on. The band was doing a bunch of promo and so he had a bunch of interviews and stuff this week. He told me all about it, and I was eager to hear more. I can't imagine what it must be like to do that kind of stuff. It must be really fun.

When we got to the house, or Mansion really, Niall opened my door and helped me out of the car. He held my hand as we walked up to the door. When we went in, there was nobody around like I had expected. I thought that since all the boys lived here they would be around, but it doesn't really matter.

He led me through the living room and out to the back patio of the house.

"Where are we going?" I giggled excitedly.

"The beach." He said with a confident smirk. We walked down off the deck and past the pool, to the beach. He squeezed my hand playfully as we walked and an eruption of butterflies flew in my tummy at his simple signs of affection. After passing through the gate to the beach front, I saw a table set up right above where the waves were crashing along the shore. The table was decorated beautifully and lit with candles. Zayn and Louis stood by the table dressed in suits. With the setting of the sun in the sky behind, the scene was perfect.

I couldn't help but be taken back by what was in front of me. It was amazing. I can't believe that Niall set all this up. I know in my gut that tonight will be special.

"Well, what do you think?" Niall asked expectantly beside me, giving my hand a slight squeeze. I turned to him, a huge smile taking over my face.

"Niall...this is so romantic. Wow. It's amazing. Thank you!" I said, engufing him in my arms and giving him a hug. He brought his hand to my chin and tilted it up so I was looking straight into his eyes.

"It's all for you, beautiful." And with that, he slowly brought his lips to mine, just tenderly touching them together before firmly and passionately kissing me. The salty sea air blew around us and I was loosing myself in the kiss.

"A-hem." Louis coughed. Both him and Zayn were standing there with smirks on their faces. I broke away with wide-eyes and I'm sure crimson cheeks. I vastly remember seeing them standing there when we first arrived, but I was so lost in what Niall had done for me I momentarily forgot their presence...and now we had just proceeded to make-out in front of them.

"Uh....let's go sit down." Niall said and grabbed me by the waist and walking over to the table. Louis pulled out my chair and Zayn Niall's. We sat down and Louis started talking to us.

"My name is Louis and this is Zayn. We will be your servers tonight. Can I interest you in something to drink?" I giggled in spite of myself. I can't believe Niall got them to go along with this.

"Just water please." I said.

"And I'll have the same." Niall said.

"We'll be right back with those and to take your order for chefs Liam and Harry." Zayn said. Oh my gosh, Liam and Harry were in on this too?

"Thank you." I giggled. When they left, Niall and I were silent, just staring out at the ocean. This was so romantic. Niall is amazing.

 {A/N: I can't believe I have over 150 votes on this story!! You all are amazing! Thank you so much! I'll try to update again in the next couple days! Are you excited for Torre and Niall?!}