NIALL P.O.V

Today was the shopping day for the loads and I. I love to shop in California, everything seemed sunny. And I finally got over my YouTube crush…. I think.

Okay I was really bothered. She didn't even message me or anything at all. I concluded that she wasn't a fan. And just….. damn, but I guess life goes on.

We got a call and we have an interview set up tomorrow so we have to buy some clothes. Harry and I entered a shop called "The boutique." According to my LA friends, this was the best youth clothing line around the area.

Indeed it was. I grabbed some clothes and made my way to the fitting room. The lady guided me and I was standing in front of the girls dressing rooms.

"Um excuse me muss, but the lady's dressing rooms are being renovated. Do not worry; there are two cubicles in there. Just don't peep?!" the lady asked

I chuckled, do I really come off as a pervert. "Yes mam yes."

The lady giggled whilst blushing. I seem to have that effect on women.

I entered the cubicle on the right as the other one was locked. I started taking of my jumper when I heard and felt a thud on the wall.

"Oww" squirmed a girl's voice.

"Um, lady are you okay?" I raised my voice through the walls.

I heard her gasp. "Why is there a guy in here?!"

I tapped the wall. "Wait! Ugh, the men's dressing room is closed so they made me change her." I explained.

I heard her breathe out loudly. "Woo, okay."

Oh she gave me chills, it was so sexy.

"You need any help in there?" I said while proceeding to try on a polo.

"No its fine." She said. "You from Ireland?"

I smirked. "Yes. Why is my accent melting your heart?" the accent always works.

"Meh, I like Australians better." Hs said and giggled after.

She started humming out a tune, it was pretty melodic really.

For some reason, it was thrilling not knowing who you are talking to on the other side. I decided not to let this convocation die.

"What do you think will look good on me, white or blue?" I asked grinning.

"Are you kidding me, how should I know when I don't even know what you look like?!"

"They say that I look that that guy from One Direction, Niall Horan?" I smirking to myself. I bet she was fangirling right now knowing that.

I heard her scoff. "Yeah, that's something to be proud of" she said so sarcastically. Wow a hater?

"You don't like them?" I asked whilst undoing my polo. In the end I just picked the white polo.

I heard her open her door. "It's so weird having a convocation with a guy regarding One Direction."

Well, she did have a point. I made myself look guy. I mentally face palmed.

I heard her feet shuffle closer to my cubicle.

"But if you do look like that guy…. I say white polo looks best."

I grinned.

I then heard her feet walking away from the dressing room. I like these moments. Having random convocations with strangers. And what's the best? It was the fact that they talked to me like I was just a normal guy, not some famous boy band member.

I started to put back on my jumper. I could hear that girls voice outside as she was paying at the cashier.

Then I heard a manly voice call her. "Come on, mum's calling."

"Hold on, I am just getting the receipt." She said. She sounded so cute.

"Well if mum gets mad, you get all the blame Ambrose." Said the manly voice.

I smirked. Brother-sister relationships are all about blame and-

Did he say Ambrose?

Ambrose that's the girl in the video. Then it all clicked in. Is she The Ambrose? I heard her humming earlier and it was divine, so could it be her?

"Yes Archie I'm on my way out" I heard her shout

I quickly out on my jumper. I tried to open the door but the door knob wouldn't budge.

"Stupid American door knobs" I said whilst trying to turn it.

I finally got it to work. I quickly stepped out and went to the cashier area.

No girl.

For some reason, my heart sank. But at the same time, I was confused. I was actually hoping that the girl I talked to earlier was Ambrose. Why was I still thinking about her? Damn it Niall keep yourself together.

"Woah lad, didn't you learn how to wear a jumper properly?" Harry asked as he entered the store. Looks like he had to answer a phone call outside.

I looked down at my jumper. It was on backwards. The sales ladies were giggling a bit.

"Hey, Niall Horan can rock anything." I said whilst smirking.

Harry rolled his eyes.

"Hey man, did you see the girl come out of the shop like two minutes ago?" I asked him while I tried to fix my jumper.

He shook his head. "No lad, why?"

"Nothing" I said whilst trying to hide my look of dismay.

"So, got what you needed to get?" Harry asked.

I nodded as I purchased my white polo. I smiled remembering the girl who I talked to earlier.

"Great, we are all set for Ellen tomorrow, aren't we?" Harry asked nudging my ribs.

"Of course, you got to love Ellen."