Don"t cry over spilled cocoa

Mia Gray was on her way home from a business trip when none other than Niall Horan bumps into her, spilling his drink all over her top. He gives her his jacket to cover it up. Will he get his jacket back? Will he be able to track her down after she leaves for her flight?


3. Restless nights.


          *Niall's P.O.V*

    We finished up dinner and I went up stairs to my room and opened up twitter. I followed and tweeted a couple of fans then went to bed since I was exhausted.

    I promised myself I'd look up Mia in the morning.


            *Mia's P.O.V*

    My friend Danielle picked me up at the airport. As I exited the area form which my plane had landed, I was scrolling twitter on my phone until I heard a really loud "MIAAAAAAAA!" come from a very familiar voice and I looked up.

    Danielle was running full speed at me, practically charging me! I rolled my eyes and I dropped my bags stretching my arms into a hug.

     "DANNIE!" I said laughing in a deep "football player" voice as she practically tackled me in attempt to hug me. Good thing I had a strong stance!

     "How was the trip?" she asked loosening up her grip of the hug.

     "Very tasty!" I responded with a slight giggle. She joined until she saw the jacket and started feeling the sleeves.

    "Well this isn't yours." she stated kinda confused.

    "What do you mean?" I asked.

    "This isn't your jacket!?!" she re-stated in a more serious tone.

   "How do you figure?" I asked smiling since I knew she knew the jacket.

   "Well for one, It's denim, and you don't wear denim tops. And two, It's far too big for you!" she stated, "Oh My God it's Niall's!" she said with a completely strait face and overly shocked voice.

   I laughed and replied in a really sarcastic, very dramatic and very guilty voice, "Oh whatever do you mean!".

   "WHERE DID YOU GET THIS?!?" she yelled making people look at us.

   "Shhhh....." I tried calming her down so we don't draw attention.

   She looked at me with a huge grin upon her face. I sat her down in some chairs and told her everything. The whole time she had the biggest grin I've ever seen on her face and every other word she would say "Aww!" until the end.

   "So has he contacted you at all yet?" she asked.

   "No," I replied "but its only been like, five hours. Plus time difference. He's probably asleep by now.". And with that, we left the airport. Danielle past me my keys to Niall, I mean my Camaro. (I named him Niall, well, because I've always loved that name. Its just coincidence that my all-time favourite person's name happens to be Niall. (Its electric green with electric blue stripes)) and I drove back to our shared flat. The car ride home I explained my trip and the intense training I did in the kitchen.

   We got home and I parked my car in the little lot behind the building next to Dannie's electric bleu street bike.

   I opened our door to find our two best friends, Emily and Lucas yelling 'welcome home' and Oreos, frootloops, Godiva chocolate and.. is that... CHINESE FOOD!!! AH! all my favourite things!

   I was pounded with hugs.

   That night we drank and I explained my trip and, Niall while being drunk. Not good. They were fangirling the whole time. Never put four fangirls in a room and get them drunk. Bad idea.

    Emily and Lucas went home. Emily lives in P.E.I with her boyfriend and Lucas still lives with his parents, my aunt and uncle, in Fredericton.

    When they left Danielle and I past-out in our shared room. I was half off my bed, as usual, and Dannie was upside down with her head hanging off the end of her bed. I past out not before stripping into my pyjamas, which for me was my bra and underwear. But Danielle was still fully dressed.

    I woke up at one point and got a glass of water then plugged our phones into our chargers.


          *Niall's P.O.V*

    I had trouble sleeping tonight. I kept waking up and thinking of Mia. And when I did sleep, all I did was dream about her. AHH! I NEED to find her! Tomorrow, I will call the boys.

   I will find her. Whatever it takes.

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