Calmly she walked back to Darren' table.
"What did you say? To not trust Niall? What the heck do you know about being a trustworthy person?"
"Why don't you ask what dirty trick he played to get you?"
Miranda wanted to laugh at his face for thinking she and Niall are dating.
"Why don't you ask the woman before you what dirty tricks she did then, instead of asking me?" Niall interrupted. Clara was sweating, turning pale.
"Why don't you shut up?" Darren snapped at Niall.
"Why don't you shut up?" Miranda took the Americano Darren had in front of him and poured right on his face. Drenched in coffee, Darren was shocked to react to anything except rubbing his face. Then she turned towards Clara, instantly Clara took the drink in front of her and hid it, but Niall, took a glass of milkshake from another table from a customer and handed Miranda, and without hesitating, she pours them on Clara and Niall roared with laughter. What a teamwork!
"Don't you dare set your claws nor your eyes on my man ever again," Miranda warned Clara. Everyone in the café was staring at the 4 of them.
"Calm down everyone calm down, Miranda dear what's going on?" Mrs. Lily walked towards them. There were few customers shooting videos on their phones. Miranda to her surprise found it very wonderful and fun.
"Oh it's nothing, this guy cheated on me to be with this girl, I found out and he is playing dirty games," Miranda told the café manager. She then held Niall's hands, walked to the counter, and took the bags packed for her.
Amanda, the assistant in the café took some bags of almonds, apricots, cashews, dates, and pistachios and put it a bag and handed Niall those.
"Take care of this little lady," she told him "I will charge him these," Amanda said smiling pointing at Darren, while those two sat dripping in drinks.
"Wait," Niall said. Why not add some spice for them to see?" he suggested raising his brows.
"Okay, as far as it hurts him," she agreed to his plan.
"And her," Niall said taking one step closer to Miranda staring into her eyes.
Standing outside the glass door with a view, Niall pulled Miranda closer, his arms around her and leaned his head on hers. Miranda didn't expect this level spiciness that made her heart skip a beat. Miranda wanted to push him but both her hands had huge bags of food that she could not put down. She surrendered. Darren got up from his chair in rage. But he was held back by Clara soon. She felt like being pricked by thorns all over her body, aching badly. She expected to not get hurt tasting the warmth of revenge, but to her surprise, she felt painful deep in her heart somewhere seeing Darren watching them instead of coming out for her. Niall was smiling his eyes closed and he slowly touched her nose with his and kissed her nose tip playfully. Miranda looked into his eyes. Surprisingly it didn't look like he was playing at all. She stood still boldly not shedding a drop of tear nor caring the moves Niall made. 'No, no, of course, this is a show nothing else. He must be good at these acting stuff' she told herself. Niall then took a chance to kiss her forehead and let her go. He took the bags from her hands and walked away.
For some minutes Miranda didn't say a word and neither did he. Both of them feeling tensed.
"It's going to drive him crazy, god he is going to find me and kill me straight," Miranda broke the silence to change the mood. Meanwhile Niall still looked tensed.
"How much was the bill?" Niall asked laughing, his ears were still red.
"Several thousand. This café is expensive and I ordered every overpriced stuff from them,"
"You are brilliant,"
"Thank you," and she laughed.