Niall sat in his red chair, sipping coffee, waiting to see who the “mega mentor” would be. It had been six long months since he’d seen you — both busy with work, him judging The Voice, you on tour.

The lights dimmed, the doors opened… and you walked out.

Niall froze, eyes wide. His coffee dropped to the floor. Then, without thinking, he jumped out of his chair and ran to you.

“Are you kidding me?” he said, pulling you into a tight hug. “You didn’t tell me!”