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?


7. The 'Psych' tactic!


            *Niall's P.O.V*

    I stood there in a trance, puzzled.

    I was suddenly brought back when Louis placed his hands on my shoulders. He looked me dead in the eyes and said "Okay Niall, look at me."

    I looked at him and he proceeded to say, "Think Niall, you got out of the airplane tunnel, then what?"

    "I-uh... I-uh..." I stuttered while furrowing my eyebrows. I went to a little stand that was selling coffee and tweeted that I was happy to be home while I ordered." I recalled.


            *Louis' P.O.V*

    "Okay, and then what?" I asked.

    "I bought a cup of cocoa because I wanted whipped cream. When it was made, the server wrote her number and 'For the sexy mofo' and a little heart on the cup." Niall answered as the rest of us chuckled.

     "Was she cute?" asked Liam.

     "She looked a little too fake. Make-up, perfect blonde hair, flawless skin. Too perfect for me." he answered.

     "Alright, Alright, what happened after that?" I asked

     "I was scrolling through tweets when I... uh... bumped into... Mia!" he had a huge grin on his face when he said her name. It was actually kinda cute.

    "And that's when you dumped your cocoa on her, correct?" I asked.

    "Yeah," he said smiling.

    "Wait. You didn't even get to have your whipped cream?" asked Harry. We all laughed.

    "Harry, stop distracting him. let him finish!" requested Zayn.

    Niall continued laughing slightly, "She yelled when it happened. She's so cute!" we all just shook our heads and rolled our eyes. "I apologized profoundly and," he shoved his hands in his pockets before tensing up but then relaxing his shoulders, "She was so calm, ya know? It was adorable!"

    "We get it mate, she's cute. Now, Romeo," Zayn pipped in "what happened after you apologized?"

    Niall said nothing.

    "Niall mate?" Zayn asked snapping his fingers.

    Niall snapped out of a little trance he was in, smiling like a fool, a fool in love. "I'm sorry, what?" Niall asked while looking around. We all just shook our heads laughing.

    "Okay, we all know what happens next. What we need to know is her flight number. What happened right before she ran off?" I asked.

     He looked at the ground furrowing his eyebrows. "She was typing her number and that's when her flight was called and she ran off!" he remembered.

     "Alright! So, what did the voice announce?" I asked.

     His smile quickly faded when I asked that. "I don't remember. There was too much noise in the airport." He said.

     "Well we gotta know. sometimes they play music at the airport. Were they?" I asked.

     "Uh... They might have been. I think they were."

     "Okay Niall, I want you to go back. Put yourself in the exact time when Mia was putting her number in your phone." I instructed.

     Harry, Liam and Zayn all gave each other doubtful looks. I ignored them. I knew exactly what I was doing.

     "I think it was... Um... give me a sec." Niall asked. He started humming and 'da-daing' a song.

     We all started thinking and eventually started doing the same as him. Then the brilLIAM (Haha! See what I did there? Ah! I Spend way too much time with Harry. Anyway,) clapped his hands and sat up strait and shouted "True Love by Pink!"

     "Right! That was it!" informed Niall. "And right at, Um... L- Uh... L-", "Lily Allen." I said. "Right, Lily Allen's part, it got caught off by the announcement."

     The three boys sitting down all looked at each other with a curious look in their eyes.

     "She said, Uh... Flight, Hm... Flight one-twenty-somthing." He said.

     "Alright. That's good! That's more than what we had a minute ago!" Liam said. He's too nice. No. We need the whole number.

     "C'mon Niall! Use your head!" demanded Harry.

     "He's using his head, just the wrong one!" I acknowledged. All but Niall bursted out laughing. He just dropped his arms tilting his head and gave me a glare. Usually he laughs at everything I say. Even if it's not funny. But that was most definitely funny. He must really be thinking.

      Once the laughter died down a bit, Zayn recommended some advice.

      "Think smarter, not harder!" Harry patted him on the back, "Nice words!" He said just above a whisper. Zayn thanked him.

      "C'mon Niall! THINK!" I barked not really meaning to.

      He looked down and placed a curled finger to his mouth and demonstrated his thinking face. "Flight *whispered voice* one-twenty-four, one-twenty-eight," he started naming fight numbers trying to find the right combination, when suddenly, "one-twenty-siIIIIXXX, ONE-TWENTY-SEVEN!!!" he shouted. We found it! Yes!

      Zayn went back to the computer and typed in 'Mia+Flight 127'. We all hoped for the best as we waited for it to load.

     Moments later, her flight information popped up. It read:


     Mia Gray   -   Flight 127  -  14:32  -  Dublin, Ireland to Dieppe, Canada


                *Niall's P.O.V*

    Zayn, Liam and Harry all turned to Louis. Louis just stood there arms crossed with a smirk smeared on his face.

    "How did you do that?" questioned Liam.

    Louis just shrugged and said "I watch the television programme  'Psych'!" We both laughed.

    We found her, I thought. We finally found her!

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