Nandos & Waffles

When Wafa meets Niall on a train in England she leaves a lasting impression on the boy. Something about her was just so different, leaving him wanting more. When Niall comes to Canada with his band he meets Wafa at a signing and he couldn't help but ask her out. In no time at all the two are in love but the mistakes Niall makes on the way are hard to forget. At the same time, Zayn and Liam have finally found love for each other but find it hard to share with the rest of the boys. Same with Harry and Louis as they go through the struggle to be in love yet still keep it a secret from not only their best friends, but the rest of the world too.

*DISCLAIMER*
Yes, Ziam and Larry are gay in this fanfiction but I would like to let you know that it is all %100 fake and not real. The boys have suffered a lot of hate for being "gay" so please understand this is just for the storyline and is in not real in any way. Thank you! (: enjoy reading!

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10. Hanging out with Niall

 

Wafa’s POV

I woke up in the morning the events from last night still in my memory. My mom, being completely and utterly psycho and then Niall. Oh Niall how I wish he didn’t have to see any of that. One reason why I didn’t want Niall to drop me off at home and meet my Mom was because I knew she would insult me. She honestly didn’t care who she was in front of. All she needed was someone to put a show in front of. Someone to bring all my flaws out to, someone she could share her hatred of me with.

“Wafa honey, come down for breakfast please.” My dad softly knocked on the door and came inside. “Your mother is waiting for you.” He came and took a seat beside me on the bed. He didn’t know about our little incident last night. Thank God for that. He didn’t need to know about it, he was already hurt by so much other stuff my Mom did. He didn’t need to suffer anymore than he already had.

“I’m coming, just give me a minute to wash up.” I whispered. My Dad nodded and gently kissed my forehead. How did someone so amazing have to live with someone so rude and mean? I don’t know how he married her, she was just so ugh. She didn’t even act like a mother; she acted like a teenager who didn’t give a shit about anything else in the world. That woman who I called Mom, sucked.

I made my way downstairs slowly, trying to avoid the gaze of my mother who was sitting at the dark oak dining table reading her magazine while sipping her coffee. I pulled out a chair and took a seat as I set a bowl in front of me for cereal. “You can’t eat that.” My mother’s voice tonelessly echoed as I reached for the Captain Crunch cereal.

“What do you mean?” I asked confused. I couldn’t eat cereal? Was she honestly serious?

“You heard me; you are not going to eat that or anything else for that matter.” She slapped her magazine hard on table and locker her eyes with mine. Her cold stare sent a chill down my spine.

“Veronica this is ridiculous Wafa has to eat something.” My Dad stood up pushing his chair back that had caused a loud scraping noise against the floor.

“Jared, have you seen this girl’s weight? She doesn’t eat anything until that’s all gone.” My mom pointed her finger at me in disgust.

“You aren’t going to starve her!” My Dad’s voice rang loudly in anger. I had never seen him this angry in my life. It was unbelievable.

“Watch me.” My mom stood up facing my Dad. Their faces were just inches apart. I couldn’t take this anymore.

“Stop!” I screamed loudly. “Just stop!” I yelled. I couldn’t take them being angry at each other even though I hated my Mom. I didn’t want my dad to fight with her. He didn’t need to have any more drama in his life.

My parents just stood staring at me not saying a word, and that’s when I left. I ran towards the door and grabbed my coat pulling it on tightly around me. I was in my slippers, didn’t have my phone and my hair was a complete mess. I just needed to escape from that dreaded place for awhile, just needed to get away.

The wind was ice cold and it whipped my hair against my face. My cheeks were cold and my toes were freezing. Pyjamas and slippers really didn’t help keep you warm outside. I was walking quickly on the sidewalk not really watching where I was headed. I bet I looked like some creepy hobo to people who passed by in their cars. I had no idea where I was going, I didn’t really care. I just needed out.

There was ice formed on the sidewalk, and my slippers didn’t have any grip to protect me from the fall. My foot hit the ice and I slipped falling backwards. “Wafa!” I heard a familiar Irish accent call. In a second I was on top of Niall and he lay on the ground smiling at me. “Well this scene seems all too familiar.” He laughed.

“Niall?” I looked at him shocked. A second ago I was falling backwards then Niall had slipped behind me and I came crashing down on top of him. “What are you doing here?!” I asked trying to get myself off of him.

“I couldn’t sleep last night Wafa.” He whispered trying to keep his eyes away from mine. “I was so worried about you. I needed to make sure you were okay.” He grabbed my hand and slowly pulled me off the icy ground. “I came to check up on you and I was just getting out of my car when I saw you run out the front door. I decided to follow you, and then you slipped and I tried catching you but slipped as well.” He laughed. I looked at him and suddenly all my emotions came crashing down on me. Everything I had been saving for those late nights spent in bed came flooding into my eyes and I couldn’t hold it back any longer.

“Oh Niall!” I began crying the tears over flooding my eyes. “Everything is just such a mess! My cold Mother who doesn’t give a shit about me and my Dad. My Dad, who everyday tries to ignore her and goes to work and tries to take care of us as a family,” I was sobbing now and I knew I probably looked like an even bigger mess than before.

“Wafa.” Niall whispered and grabbed me in a hug. I buried my face into his chest and sobbed harder and harder. Letting every emotion I had ever felt pour out. “Come with me.” Niall said after awhile. I looked up and into his eyes. His light blue eyes that were just so full of worry.

“Where?” I asked. Niall wiped my tears with his eyes then led me to his car. He opened the door for me and I climbed into the passenger seat. Niall returned to his driver’s side and put the keys into the ignition.

“I’m taking you to where I’m staying.” Niall drove slowly and none of us spoke the whole ride to the hotel. When his hotel finally came into view I noticed tons of fans lined outside.

“Niall, how are we going to get inside?” I looked at the huge group of them, all dressed nicely with their hair done perfectly. How would I ever get pass such a big group of girls looking like this?

“Back entrance, now duck for a second.” He ordered. I put my head down and Niall shrunk down in his seat for awhile. He drove into the back without getting noticed and once we had reached the back he made sure that there were no fans waiting here. “Okay, it’s clear.” Niall grabbed my hand and led me into the back of the hotel and towards the elevators.

The doors opened with a ding and I walked inside. The elevators were covered with mirrors top to bottom and I gasped at the reflection staring back at me. I was soaking wet, my hair was tangled, my cheeks were red and my eyes were red from crying. I looked like such a mess. “Oh my gosh.” I covered my face with my hands.

“What’s wrong?” Niall asked removing my hands from my face.

“Look at me.” I whispered more tears rolling down my cheeks. Niall sighed and grabbed my hands in his.

“Wafa, how many times do I have to tell you? Your looks don’t matter to me; you look beautiful all the time. Even right now.” He whispered pulling me closer. I looked into his eyes and smiled. How out of every single guy in the world was it Niall –one of the most perfect celebrities in the whole world- who made me feel beautiful even when I looked like shit.

The doors opened and Niall grabbed my hand again leading me to his hotel room. He swiped his card in the door and opened the door towards the light cream coloured hotel room. “Now you must be freezing, and wet.” Niall looked at me and smiled. I nodded and Niall went over to his suitcase where he rummaged around for something. He came over to me with a maroon hoodie and some sweat pants, along with a pair of socks. “Here put these on.” He handed them to me and motioned towards the bathroom at the end of the room. I gave him another hug and walked towards the washroom where I put the clothes on.

I splashed some water on my face and ran my fingers through my tangled hair trying to make it smooth. After a lot of struggling I decided to just tie it up with a rubber band that was lying on the sink. I walked out of the washroom and towards the sofa where Niall was sitting with some DVD’s in his hand. “Hey!” He smiled once he saw me approaching. He moved over and patted the spot next to him on the sofa.

“What are you doing?” I asked plopping down next to him. Niall passed some DVD’s to me and smiled.

“Well I was thinking we could watch something, I’ve only got these superhero movies so…” Niall trailed off. I looked at the selection he had picked and like he said they were all superhero movies. The Hulk, Captain America, all three Spidermans, Batman. I looked at him and laughed.

“You pick, I’ve seen all of these.” I smiled handing back the DVD’s. Niall picked Captain America and put it into the DVD player. He then went over to the kitchen area and returned with two mugs in his hand.

“Here’s some hot chocolate.” He handed me a cup and I thanked him as I gratefully took a sip of the warm liquid. Even in Niall’s hoodie I was freezing and it was nice to drink something warm. Besides, I hadn’t had anything to eat since last nice and I was starving.

Niall put his arm around me and he started the movie. I leaned in closer to him and rest my head against his shoulder. Niall leaned his head against mine and somewhere at that moment I felt like everything was going to be okay. No matter what I had been through, I knew that nothing would bring me back down. I was going to be strong and I was going to get through whatever life threw at me.

***

 

I opened my eyes and propped myself up on my elbow. What had happened? It felt like just a second ago I was watching Captain America with Niall’s arm around me. Now it seemed that Niall and I had falling asleep. I was lying on the couch and as I looked over I saw Niall, lying right beside me with his arm around my waist quietly snoring. Could this really be true?

I felt him move beside me, “Wafa?” He rubbed his eyes and sat up against the side of the sofa. “Oh what time is it? Did the movie end?” He reached for the remote and shut of the TV that had gone back to the menu screen of Captain America.

“I don’t know what time it is, I didn’t bring my phone.” I sat up as well moving my legs away so Niall didn’t have to sit so uncomfortably.

“Oh right.” Niall reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. He showed me the screen which stated it was 6:45PM. “We’ve slept for a long while.” Niall laughed getting up. I got up too and picked up the empty mugs that were sitting on the table.

“Yeah, I guess Captain America is a boring movie?” I asked bringing them over to the kitchen.

“Nah, I just think I got really comfy and cozy so the sleep just came to me.” He grabbed the mugs from my hand and popped them into the dishwasher. “Do you want something to eat?” He asked moving over to the fridge.

“Well it depends on what you’ve got.” I smiled moving beside him.

“We’ve got nothing, so I say we order room service?” He opened the fridge door and closed it again finding nothing. I nodded and he walked over to the phone. He opened the book beside it and dialed the room service number. “Pizza?” He asked me. I nodded and he began speaking to whoever it was on the other line. “Okay, so they’ll bring it up in about 30 minutes.” He smiled.

“Alright, then what should we do until then?” I asked following him back to sofas. Niall grabbed another DVD off the table and popped it into the DVD player.

“Batman!”

“Niall that’s a two hour movie.” I laughed as he started it.

“So, we can get the pizza and watch this movie until then?” He put his arm around my shoulders and I moved in closer to him so I could lay my head against his shoulder.

Liam’s POV

Zayn had fallen asleep an hour ago and I was bored. Extremely bored. I walked over to his bed and plopped onto it beside him. “Zayn.” I whined shaking him a little. He didn’t move just made a little grunting sound. “Zayn.” I whined a little louder this time but again he didn’t move. “Zayn!” I said loudly shaking him from left to right roughly. Zayn turned around his eyes open.

“Liam what do you want!” He looked at me annoyed.

“You.” I whispered. The corners of Zayn’s mouth pulled up and he smiled flashing his teeth. I loved when Zayn smiled revealing his teeth cause that meant he was really happy. He wouldn’t show his teeth usually, only if he was extremely happy.

Zayn grabbed my face in his hands and pressed his lips against mine. “Did you really need to wake me up like that?” He asked stroking my cheek.

“How else should I have woken you?” I asked kissing his nose. Zayn wrinkled his nose cutely then grinned.

“Like this?” He moved his hands around my waist and pulled me on top of him. His lips met mine and my hands moved up to his neck. He gripped me tightly and began kissing me harder.

“I’ll remember that next time.” I whispered as he kissed my neck.

“You better.”

Harry’s POV

I grabbed Louis’ hand and pulled him into the parking lot which was empty of people but full of cars. “You’re crazy.” Louis laughed as he followed me out towards the car.

“I brought you to a gay bar so we could have some fun.” I tugged onto his waist pulling him closer to me.

“I think you brought me here to see how many men would try to flirt with you.” He giggled running his finger down my chest. I laughed and pulled him so our faces were just inches apart.

“That too.” I whispered kissing his lips. 

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