It became a habit to do something with Harry every weekend. We chose a new place to pass the time on and it was a little bigger pub. We sat at a table and was listening to a troubadour that was singing. He played guitar and had a pleasant voice.
"It's all about music these days?" Harry got out. I nodded at him and laughed a little bit.
"It's because we both like to sing."
Harry nodded and looked over the room. Right as it was, his eyes very still and I saw that he saw someone. Harry almost seemed surprised and then leaned toward me.
"Do you recognize he who singing?"
I looked at the blond guy who sat on a chair. The mice stood in front of him and he began to sing an tragic song. I didn't know who he was referring to. Harry laughed slightly and looked at me.
"Your big fan from Ireland." he said, and immediately I remembered the guy who had gotten my autograph.
"The world is small?"
I nodded and didn't let go off Niall. He sang really well and you almost couldn't hear that he came from Ireland. Harry took his arm around my shoulders and smiled at Niall. We listened long time to the music and we actually liked him more and more.
Niall took pause and without me having to make a fuss, he saw us. Direct he got up and hurried over to the table.
I laughed a little bit and nodded at him.
"You named Niall?"
He seemed to get into heaven and sat down on a chair. He looked at me with big eyes and it was as if he didn't believed that I really sat there.
"So you're at the pub?" Niall got out himself and then he blushed. "Oh, I hope I didn't sing bad?"
I laughed and shook my head to him.
"You have a soft voice and we like it."
Niall let his gaze drift over to Harry and he smiled at him. He extended his hand towards my boyfriend.
"I'm Niall Horan!"
Direct startled Niall and just stared at Harry. It was as if Harry were an eye opener.
"Is it you who have put out a song on You Tube? Don't let me go, or something?"
Harry nodded and direct Niall shone like the sun again. He laughed and I saw at him that his was his happiest moment in his life right now.
"Oh you have a wonderful voice., I listen to you almost every day, and you sound like a big star."
It felt strange that I had a fan. I smiled at Niall and tried to show that it wasn't a big deal, but he seemed to think the opposite.
"Then you are my idol!" continued Niall and his eyes sparkled. "You two are just too much. One of you can sing one of you can play football., You are perfect!"
More! I wanted to hear more. I smiled at Louis and he smiled at me. It felt so exciting to be recognized and I wondered if it was that the big stars felt?
Niall had to keep on singing. Before he went back to the stage, he gave us a knowing look.
"Please remain., I want to talk more with you!"
I just nodded and smiled at him. He jumped away and back to the chair, and he began to sing a different song. I let my gaze drift over to Louis and I smiled at him.
"I have a fan!"
"You take the fans away from me!"
I gave him a quick kiss and nodded with satisfaction.
"I promise to return them back to you."
Louis took his arms around my neck and held me against him. He kissed me tenderly and I could do nothing but respond the kiss. He let his tongue slip in between my lips and it tingled all over.
It was late when Niall was finally finished. He came back to us and was as happy as before.
"So this isn't a dream?"
Louis blushed slightly and shook his head.
"No, we're regular guys."
Niall shook his head and didn't know which one of us he would look at.
"No, you are so good., I love music and I have heard both of you on You Tube. There are few who sings like you., I tend to like boys bands, but you are better than them."
One can safely say that I could get used to the fans. We sat for two hours and was praised by Niall. He didn't listen when we tried to give him praise. Instead he babbled all the time and he had always something to say. In the end I just had to shut him up.
"Niall, stop talking so much." I got out of me. "You must receive our praise."
He became silent and blushed slightly. We understood that he was used to getting reprimanded and he looked down at the floor.
"I'm a chatterbox." he mumbled and Niall made me laugh easily.
"No, you're a pretty nice guy."
When we went home that night was Louis a little quiet. He seemed to ponder and right as it was he stopped me.
"I wonder what would happen if we gathered them all up, I mean, Liam, Niall and Zayn and us?"
"What do you mean?"
Louis lit up like the sun.
"We're recording a song all five?"