One Shots (1D, ect.) {OPEN REQUESTS}

For Charlie :)

"Charlotte" my Mother called from across the department store we were currently in.

"Do you think this will look nice on me honey?" she asks.

"Sure mom" I sighed. "I got the creamer can we go now?" I asked hopefully

"yeah..." my mom stated distractedly and ran after a bright orange and pink stripped tee.

I was not one to enjoy staying in stores for two long. I don't understand how girls can spend hours at a mall shopping for clothes. I mean I care about what I look like but I'd rather chill in my sweatpants then wear some super uncomfortable-too-tight-too-short mini skirt.

"Mom I'm gonna get a coffee kay?" I said and walked over to the built in Starbucks. I ordered my usually vanilla frappe and waited in line.

"Charlie" the barista called and I stopped texting on my phone and walked over to get my drink. I looked up just in time to see a blonde haired boy swivel out of the way of a cart and crash right in to me. I fell to the ground with a thud as sticky liquid splattered all down my shirt and on my pants. I hit the ground hard and a involuntary groan escaped my lips.

"Oh my- so sorry love, are you alright" The boy questioned in a foreign tongue I automatically recognized as Irish.

"Uh yah" I muttered flushed and embarrassed as he helped me up. The boy was wearing a yellow soccer jersey with black skinny jeans and had incredible bright blue eyes.

"I'm Charlie" I mumbled somewhat dazed.

"Niall" The Blondie smiled. "I haven't seen you around here before" he said handing me napkins to clean up my completely ruined shirt.

"You come here often?" I asked extremely curious.

"Ya almost every day before uh footba-- soccer" Niall corrected his face turning as red as a tomato. "I'm A bit new at this" he flushed.

After about twenty napkins my shirt was still just as ruined as it was before except now it had napkin lint on it.

"This isn't working" I sighed. "I'll just go buy a new one"

"You don't need to do that love, I got it" Niall stated and proudly pulled out his wallet.

"Oh uh thanks" I say not expecting his response.

Suddenly, for just a split second, a mysterious glint flickered in and out of Niall's marvelously colored eyes.

"Come on I'll race you there!" Niall stated and ran off in the opposite direction of where the clothes were. After a moment of confusion, This only made me smile.

"Wait up" I laughed as I ran after him and we chased each other around the target store.

Then, before I knew it we had started racing with the toddler bikes. We did that for over 2 hours until the workers came up to us and basically kicked us out of the store.

"Woops" I giggled slipping my number in the form of a napkin into his pocket and running off in the direction of where I had parked my car.

"Charlie" He yelled after me.

"I gotta go." I turned around and smiled.

"But-" Niall started.

"Bye Niall!" I said in a sing song voice and quickly ran the rest of the way.

When I was lying in bed that night my phone buzzed. I picked it up and read:

Unknown Number @ 3:01am

Rematch Tomorrow at 2pm.

1616 Stanford court.

Sleep tight.

I smiled as my eyes fluttered shut and I fell into a long dream-filled rest.