forty: just a ball of stress

I spent the next twenty-four hours freaking out, in silence of course as I didn't want to cause Niall any worry while he spent most of the day over at Liam and I's place. I spent most of the night laying awake, running through every possible scenario from his parents actually liking me to someone hitting me with their car before I even got the chance to walk up to the front door. 

It was safe to say I was exhausted the next morning, barely able to keep my eyes open for the first half of the day. Once it was time to get ready though, I was wide awake. I spent nearly two hours trying to figure out what to wear, was this was a casual dinner or were we going for a more fancy vibe? The time I had met Rose's parents was at one of my father's parties, so that had been more on the fancy side... 

"Jesus, H. You're meeting his parents, not the Queen of England." Liam grumbles, causing me to jump and let out a really shrill screech for I hadn't realized Liam had gotten home. 

"How long have you been standing there?" I demanded once I caught my breath, still clutching my chest as I glare over at my friend. 

"Long enough to know you should just wear the pink shirt with the polka dots. It's a casual dinner, H. Niall's parents aren't judgmental, they won't care."  Liam says, staying in his spot in my doorway with his arms folded over his chest. He looked exhausted, to the point where there was actual bags underneath his eyes. 

"You doing alright, Li?" I ask him, my worry over meeting Niall's parents now being replaced with worry for my best friend. It was weird asking him that question, mainly because not even three months ago it was him asking me that. 

"I'm fine, H. Just been a stressful week, I guess." Liam mutters, running a hand through his hair as he lets out a sigh. 

"What's going on?"

"It's nothing you need to worry about, I'll figure it out." Liam says, shrugging a little before faking a smile. 

"Okay... If there's anything you need me to do, just let me know..." I say quietly, sensing that Liam didn't want to talk about it. He would eventually, but it was best to leave it be until he was ready. 

"Will do. Seriously go with the pink." Liam says one last time before walking out of the room, leaving me alone for the time being. I got ready quickly after that, my time now limited as I had spent way too much time trying to figure out what to wear. I thought about checking on Liam before I left, but his door was shut and I didn't want to bother him. So instead I grabbed the keys to the car, walking out the front door where I spent the next five minutes in complete silence as I drove to Niall's house. 

I don't get out of the car right away and I end up just staring at the front door for a few as I try to figure out what the hell I was going to say. I hadn't felt this nervous in my entire life, I was quite certain my heart was about to burst out of my chest with how fast it was beating. It sure as hell didn't help when Niall appeared out of nowhere, grinning from ear to ear as his hands land on the car. The noise caused me to jump and once I got my bearings back, I rolled the window down. 

"Niall, what the hell?" I asked, a little breathlessly. I was so goddamn jumpy today, it was getting ridiculous. Niall was laughing a little, shaking his head as he continues to grin at me. 

"Nice shirt. You coming in or?" He asks once he stops laughing at me, leaning across the open window and looking at me expectantly. 

"I just got here..." I say slowly, kind of lying but it had only been a few minutes so it wasn't a big deal. 

"You've been here for ten minutes, H. It's to the point that my parents are making bets on how much longer you're gonna wait." 

"I was just..." I started to say, unable to come up with a good enough excuse besides the fact that I was a nervous wreck. 

"They're not going to kill you on the spot, H. They're very nice people who are very excited to meet you, but if you want to sit out here for a few more minutes, by all means. I'm going back inside though cause it's freezing and I'm not wearing shoes." Niall says, earning a stern expression from me. 

"You should wear shoes, Niall. It's February, you're gonna get sick." I found myself chastising, earning an eye roll from Niall who makes no move to go back into the house yet. 

"Okay, Mum." 

"I'm serious." 

"As am I. You should get out of the car." Niall says again, his grin fading just a little so it's now a soft smile. I let out a sigh, looking nervously at the door one last time before I  finally got out of the car. I swallow thickly, stuffing my hands into the pockets of my jeans as I walk around the car. Niall continues to smile at me, holding out a hand for me to take which I do with a nervous smile. 

"C'mon Prince, they're gonna love you." 

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fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck they're so cute, i'm done. 

they make me cry tbh, like internally. 

qotc: I DON'T HAVE ONE CAUSE I SUCK AND I HATE MYSELF SO INSTEAD I'M JUST GONNA SING BACK TO YOU AT THE TOP OF MY LUNGS CAUSE LOUIS STRESSES ME OUT, HE KILLS ME, HE DRAGS ME DOWN, HE FUCKS ME UP. WE'RE ON THE GROUND, WE'RE SCREAMING, I DON'T KNOW HOW TO MAKE IT STOP. I LOVE IT, I HATE IT AND I CAN'T TAKE IT, BUT I KEEP ON COMING BACK TO YOU. 

i've recently accepted the fact that I'm a louis stan.... 

dedication goes to narryelounor1117

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