An Old Friend [Niall Horan/Ariana Grande fanfiction]

Long ago, before the fame, Ariana Grande was just a normal girl from Boca Raton, Florida. And becoming a member of the most popular boy band in the world was just a twinkle in Niall Horan's eye. What everyone didn't know was . . . they were best friends. And maybe something more. But they lost touch over the years. Now, Ariana's devastating cancer is back. And this time Niall's never letting her go.

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4. Niall To The Rescue

Niall's POV

I was finally free from the boys' teasing comments about me and Ariana, but now the real question was how I was going to talk to Ariana on our date without making a fool of myself. Don't get me wrong, I'm usually pretty charming (not as charming as Harry of course. No one's as charming as Hazza) but that's when I'm with other girls. For Ari, the difference is just amazing. I remember how it used to be back when we were best friends, back when we were kids. I like her so much, I act totally stupid around her. I stutter over my words, I stumble... you get the point, I act like a total idiot. Why? Because I think I might love her. I've loved her since the day I met her in elementary school. And I've stayed in love with her all these years, and it doesn't look like that feeling of being in love with her is ever going to go away. She's just too damn gorgeous.

As I was driving to Nando's, I checked my reflection in the rearview mirror. I had styled my hair a bit differently; I think I had almost (but not quite) beaten Zayn's famous hair record. I just wanted things to be perfect for me and Ariana. Just then my phone beeped, signaling a text message. I picked it up and read it. It was from Ari.

ARIANA: CAUGHT IN THE PARKING LOT... TONS OF PAPS AND FANS... GONNA BE LATE, SO SORRY :(

Well, crap. She was going to be late? Paparazzi sucked. I hated them so much, it was like they invaded into all of our lives. There was only one thing I could do about this. I quickly replied as the idea formed in my mind. 

NIALL: NOT ON MY WATCH YOU'RE NOT ;] I'LL BE THE ONE IN THE BLACK CAR WITH THE EXCELLENT DISGUISE. SEE YOU IN FIVE.

I pressed send and then pulled into the nearest shopping center. I only had a few minutes to do this. Luckily there was a costume shop here where I could get my "excellent disguise." I parked the car, ran inside the store, and quickly grabbed as many things as I could. There was a leprechaun hat that looked really cool, but I was afraid that would give me away. I hastily decided on a purple Afro, bright pink nerd sunglasses, a fake mustache, and suspenders. All in all it was ten dollars. I handed the girl behind the counter a twenty. 

"Keep the change," I told her.

"You sure?" she asked, surprised. She put a hand over her heart and batted her eyelashes, obviously trying to flirt with me. "Is there anything else I can get you? Anything at all?" 

I almost laughed. Desperate much? I shook my head. "Nope, that'll be all. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go steal the heart of the most beautiful girl in the world." With that, I snatched the bag of random crap from her limp fingers and ran out to the car. I quickly changed into my disguise and smiled as I looked at myself in the car mirror. I looked incredibly stupid. I couldn't believe I was doing this. I knew Ari would get a laugh out of it though. If she even recognized me.

 

Ariana's POV

"ARIANA! WHAT'S THE WORD ON YOUR NEW SINGLE?" 

"ARIANA! ARIANA! OVER HERE! EVERYONE WANTS TO KNOW: WHO ARE YOU CRUSHING ON IN HOLLYWOOD? 

"ARIANA! TAKE A PICTURE WITH US!!" 

I went around, faking a smile, posing for the camera and taking pictures to my dedicated fans. But I couldn't keep this up for long. Usually the paparazzi's constant questions and camera flashes lasted about two minutes tops, when I told them I didn't have time. But today they just wouldn't stop.

Where are you, Niall? 

Suddenly someone pulled into the parking lot. My heart did a little dance. It was a black car-- a black Porsche. It was Niall!! Yes!! Finally!! I said goodbye to my fans and pushed through the crowd, I could finally do it because the crowd was thinning out. People were craning their necks, trying to see who was in the black car. They were getting suspicious. Niall stuck his head out of the window and yelled in an American Redneck accent, "Comin' through y'all!" I burst out laughing. I couldn't help it. Was he wearing an AFRO?! And bright pink shades? And... a mustache? God, I loved him. That was so... so Niall. 

The paparazzi were flashing their cameras nonstop. Niall saw that I was struggling with them and turned the car around, swerving the crowd of fans until he stopped right in front of me. He opened the door for me, and I stood there, my mouth opened wide. He had suspenders on too? Seriously? I covered my mouth with my hand to hold in the laughter. 

"Get in if you want to make it out alive," Niall said through his teeth. I obeyed and got in the car. With that we sped off, leaving the paparazzi baffled and mystified behind us.

 

 

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