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.

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!


2. Sharing about Niall


Wafa’s POV

I walked out of the washroom stall and strolled over to the sinks where my best friend Emily was standing.

“So what’s the news?” She asked excitedly. My mom wouldn’t let me use the phone or computer for the remaining two days of the winter break. I had no way of contacting my best friend at all. It was all because of the train incident. Just because I was with Niall and didn’t get her something to drink, and spent way to long away from our section. I told her I was with Niall and she got even angrier because she thought I was lying, he was still sitting in his section and I could have shown her but nope. She didn’t care at all, she thought I was lying and that’s it, I was grounded.  

“Just let me dry my hands, unless you want me to spray you with water.” I laughed wiggling my wet hands in the air.

“Okay okay! Hurry I wanna know!” Emily moved away from the hand drier allowing me to dry them. Of course you wanna know! This news is the bestest news in the whole entire world.

“Okay here’s the news.” I said taking a deep breath. “I MET NIALL HORAN!” I squealed.

“LIAR! WHEN?!” Emily jumped and grabbed my shoulders, “HOW? GIVE ME EVERY DETAIL!”

“Okay okay! So I was on the train to London and I was getting my mom something to drink and sat on top of him. I didn’t realize it was him but then I heard his accent and boy is it sexier in person! Then I fell on top of the poor guy. Then the train kept moving causing him to press me against the wall. Oh the joy I felt being pressed against his chest was unimaginable. He smells SO good. He took my hand and led me to where he was sitting and we talked for a bit, I was trying not to fangirl but that was impossible and I let it slip that I was some freaky stalking fangirl.”

“HOLY FLACK.” Emily hugged me, “That’s so phenomiNIALL!” she exaggerated Niall’s name in the end, “YOU ARE SO FLACKING LUCKY!”Flack? Oh yeah! Caroline Flack… Hahaa oh the inside jokes this fandom has.

“I know!” I beamed hugging her back, “I didn’t get much time though, my mom started freaking out! Her voice was booming through the train. Ugh she ruined everything.”

“Awwh Wafa! It’s okay! At least you still got to hang with him for a bit.” Emily looked at me apologetically.

“He offered to show me around London! You should have seen his face when I told him I was leaving.”

“WHAT ARE YOU TWO IDIOTS TALKING ABOUT?” The stall door swung open and out stepped Monica. Monica was the most popular girl in our school, she was gorgeous but if she looked like she acted her face wouldn’t be so perfect.

“Oh well Wafa met-” I clamped my hand over Emily’s mouth and pulled her to the side. Oh Emily couldn’t you just keep your mouth shut?!

“What do you think you’re doing?” I whispered to her

“Yeah Wafa met Niall Horan did she?” Monica stepped closer batting her eyelashes. Her eyelashes were so long. How much mascara did she wear?

“Yeah she did!” Emily shoved my hand away and moved closer to Monica. Great, yeah just go ahead and tell her. What a great friend you are.

“So where’s the proof?” She asked leaning against the wall. Emily looked at me, but I just looked back. I had no proof; I didn’t take pictures with him or anything. I didn’t have time I wanted to act as normal as possible. “Doesn’t look like you have any proof. Oh Wafa, why don’t you stop lying? Niall would never hold your disgusting hand or even want to show you around London. Get a life.” With the toss of her hair Monica was out of the washroom.

“You have no proof? You didn’t take any pictures with him?” Emily looked at me. Proof? Who has proof of something like that?

“Well I was trying not to be crazy; I wanted to just talk to him” I bit my lip awkwardly.

“That’s so pathetic, can’t you just not making up stories for once?” She walked towards the door glancing back at me once more. Great now Emily was pissed at me, I didn’t even do anything. Yeah great, just walk out on me because I didn’t have proof of being with Niall Horan. I have proof in my mind! Just plug it into a mind reader or something and see for yourself!


“Get up, get up, get outta my head, and fall into my arms instead! I don’t, I don’t, don’t know what it is, but I need that one thing, and you’ve got that one thing!” I sang flipped through the pages of MMagazine. Every story of One Direction in here was something I already knew, ugh they need to get better content in their magazine.

“Wafa! Come down for dinner!” My mom called from downstairs. So what has my mother cooked this time? Special barf-o-surprise? 

“Coming!” I called back, stuffing the magazine in my bedside drawer.

For dinner we had meatloaf, and not the good kind you see on food network. We had some next disgusting meatloaf that looked uncooked and slimy. Mom’s cooking experiments never turned out right, I pushed the plate away and wrinkled my nose.

“I’m not hungry.”

“Wafa you have to eat something.” My Dad smiled and pushed the plate back towards me.

“I am not going to eat that.” I looked at the meat that now looked like it was turning green. Who would eat that? Oh dad I feel bad for you.

“Fine then, up to your room.” My Mom didn’t even bother glancing up at me.

“Well at least let the girl eat something more appetizing.” My dad looked at me. I loved my Dad, the way he just always stood up for me and cared for me. It was so much better than the way my mother treated me, I missed him so much on our visit to England. I bet he would have taken us to all kinds of cool places and actually make the trip a better memory than it had been.

“She said she’s not hungry, if she’s not hungry for my delicious meatloaf then she isn’t hungry for anything else.” She looked coldly at my dad. Well okay, Wicked Witch of the west.

“It’s okay Dad, I’m just not feeling well.” I managed a smile

“Alright then, are you sure?” He asked

“YES SHE’S SURE. Now go up to your room, you’re still grounded.” My mom said pointing towards the stairs. Yeah point to the stairs, I know where they are I’ve lived in this house for 4 years now. You think I don’t know where my room is located?

I didn’t say anything after that, just slowly walked up the carpeted steps and made my way to my room. I looked into my drawer feeling around for my ipod. It wasn’t here, maybe under the bed? Ahh there it was, tucked under my pillow. I pulled it out and flipped on the power, what song? I scrolled through the options and landed on I Wish, of course, a One Direction song. I smiled to myself as I turned up the volume and lost myself in the beautiful lyrics.

“Wafa, Wafa” I felt someone shake me to the side, my eyes fluttered open and I looked up to see my dad sitting beside me with a tray of food. “Here honey, you can’t sleep on an empty stomach.”

“What time is it?” I asked propping myself up on my elbow.

“It’s 8:30, your mom went out with some of her girlfriends, so I decided to make you some mac and cheese, since it’s the only thing I know how to make.” He chuckled.

“Oh dad, thank you.” I smiled grabbing the bowl of cheesy goodness from him. It tasted so good, It had been awhile since I had something nice and warm for dinner. Mom had been cooking such cold and nasty mush for the past few days. “How is it?” He asked leaning back against my headboard.

“Delicious, wonderful, fantastical!” I sing songed.

“It can’t be that great!” He laughed giving me a nudge

“Well when you haven’t had a good meal in days, this kind of stuff tastes great.” I laughed.

“So how was the train ride to London?”

“I met Niall Horan.” I grinned.

“You did not! If you met him you would have told me before!” Well that’s right, but the fact that Mom never let me have any time with you might have had something to do with it…

“It just slipped my mind.” I lied taking another spoonful of macaroni.

“It’s cause of Mom isn’t it?” How did you know?

“Yeah…” I nodded.

“Well never mind that then, just tell me what happened! Did you get a picture? Autograph?” He asked excitedly, only my Dad gets how crazy I am for them. He understands how much they mean to me. Well Emily does too but she`s just… ugh I don`t even know.

I went onto the story of how I fell on Niall and yatta yatta yatta. My Dad laughed like crazy, he definitely enjoyed me making a fool of myself.

“Well at least you get to see him again.” My dad laughed.

“What? Huh?” I asked suddenly confused.

“Oh, well I’m driving you all the way to Montreal so you can go to their signing!” No, friggen way. My Dad was going to drive for 7+ hours and take me just to see a boyband I loved? No.Way.

“Are you serious?” I choked on my water.

“Hell yeah! You can go see Niall again, maybe he remembers you!”Niall, remembering me? Now if that was actually true then It would be fantastic. Maybe this time I could show him around Canada and he could introduce me to the rest of the lads and all that. Maybe I could be the next Mrs.Horan. Okay now Wafa don’t get carried away with yourself. You just want to act normal in front of him remember? You are not going to fangirl in front of any of the boys. When you meet them you will act completely normal. 

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