I'm Yours

Jordan Taylor was just a typical 18-year-old girl who had recently moved to London from America. But she was different from in a way. Unlike every other girl, America or London, she wasn't so crazy over the boyband known as One Direction. One day, she falls, hard. Why? Let's just say a certain blue-eyed, Irish blonde boy was involved...


7. First Date


"Hey! How about this one?" Eleanor holds up a floral, light blue dress that stops just at the middle of my thighs. I must have tried on 50 outfits by now. "Where are you two going tonight anyway?"

"He said we were going on a picnic I guess."

"Perfect. Now go try this on!" She throws me the dress and shoves me into the dressing room. I slip in the cute little dress and take a look in the mirror. It was actually not bad. I step out to show Eleanor. "Oh my god. It's perfect! We just need some accesories and matching shoes. You can wear your light blue converse! That would be adorable!" I smile and twirl in the dress. El pays for my outfit and we pick up some little extra stuff on the way. "Let's get you home and changed! Your date is in an hour!"

We walk into the door to see the boys resting in the living room. "Hello loves. Where have you been?"

"Shopping. Jordan is going to look absolutely stunning tonight. We got her some great stuff. Well, we're going to go get her ready then," El says. She gives a quick kiss to Louis and I look back and give a flirty wink to Niall. With that, Eleanor pulls me around the corner and upstairs to Lou and her's room. "Okay go put on that dress. Then we can do the rest." I go to the bathroom and slip into the dress. I set my hair on my right shoulder to reveal my bare left shoulder. "Now let's do your makeup!" Eleanor puts blush, lip gloss, and mascara on my and carefully does my eyeliner. I can never do my own makeup so I barely wear any. Eleanor is great at this stuff. My makeup looks amazing. She adds a low-hanging, red heart necklece on me and I slip on my light blue converse for my own spin on the finished look. Putting on a denim jacket, I walk over to the mirror.

"Wow," I say surprised. I see Eleanor smile behind me.

"Come on now! Let's get you downstairs! Niall is probably waiting!" She shoves me out the door and down the stairs.

"You look amazing," A fimilar Irish voice say behind me. I turn around to see Niall's sparkling blue eyes.

"Thanks, not so bad yourself." Niall is in a blue polo and some jeans, you know, his normal style. But he was adorable. We stare into each other's eyes for a moment until we are interrupted.

"Aww! You two are so cute!" Louis and El say. I roll my eyes.

"Uhh, should we go?" Niall says. I nod and he holds out an arm. We walk to the car with the driver waiting inside and Niall opens the door for me. He was definetely the sweetest of the boys.

"Where are we going?" I ask as Niall slides in next to me.

"You'll see." The driver drops us off at a little park with a tiny bridge in the middle of a lake. I see candles set up along the bridge. Niall opens up the door and lends me a helping hand. We walk to the candlelight bridge and I see a picnic set up.

"Oh my god, Niall. You didn't have to do all this. It's amazing," I say as we take a seat. He grabs his guitar. Niall starts to softly strum his guitar. 

"Well, you done done me and you bet I felt it. I tried to be chill but you're so hot that I melted. I fell right through the cracks, and now I'm trying to get back. Before the cool done run out, I'll be giving it my bestest. And nothing's gonna stop me but divine intervention. I reckon it's again my turn, to win some or learn some. But I won't hesitate. No more. No more. It cannot wait. I'm yours...."

As the song came to an end, I smiled. "That was amazing." Niall just smiles back at me. We eat some delicious PB and Js. Perfect for a picnic. "I love these sandwiches. You know your food," I say smirking at Niall.

"Yes I do." After we eat, we just lie down on the blanket and look up at the bright, bold stars in the sky.

"This was perfect." I lay my had on Niall's just and look up to see his face. He leans in for a kiss. This time, it was much more, loving, and caring. Gentle. We smile to each other as we pull away.

"Let's get outta here." He pulls me up with one hand and wraps his arm around my waist. Tonight was the best first date ever.


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