Nialls POV:
"at least get one of their numbers, yeah?" harry asked me for the umpteenth as we packed some things. I shook my head.
"I'm waiting for my Princess." I said bluntly, crossing my arms across my chest. He sighed.
"We're leaving boys!" Liam shouted and Harry ran out the door. I Zipped up the bag and suddenly heard a lot of screaming. They had gone out, I was late. I ran down the stairs as fast as my legs would carry me.
"Harry always tells me to date girls, but I tell him 'I'm waiting for my Princess'" - NiallAll Rights Reserved