Bad Memories
Losing My V-Card
I was next to Lia at the counter in the bookshop. She was humming a tune that I knew I had heard before but couldn’t put a name to it. My shift was almost over and I hadn’t done one thing yet but put anyway some books people had left out. This job was boring as hell, but it gave me time to think. Lia turned to me and tapped my bandaged wrist lightly with a pen she was holding.
“Whoa, what happened there?” She asked just now noticing my injury after all the time I had stood next to her.
“Sprained wrist, I fell on it.” I simply explained. Our conversation had ended at that. We had a relationship were no words were needed. We both enjoyed sharing silence with someone, the silence that wasn’t awkward. Even though we barely talked and I know nothing about her, I feel like she is the closest thing i have to a friend right now. I looked around the shop and saw the empty tables and abandoned books. I walked over to the books and picked them up. I went and searched through the bookshelves for the correct place to put them. After the books were back in their homes I grabbed my stuff and left.
~~~~~
I had been on the phone with my brother Lucas for almost an hour. I told him about my new apartment and my job, I even got to talk to my adorable little nephew, Archie. Lucas was in the middle of telling me a something funny Archie did today, when my phone vibrated.
“Uhh, hold on I got a text,” I said taking the phone down from my ear to read the message. 1 new message from Niall.
Niall: Be there in a few :)
“Shit! Luke Ima have to call you back. I have to go, love you!” I frantically said and hung up. I swept on a natural brush of makeup and grabbed my high waisted disco pants. I slipped on my mint green shirt and tucked it into my pants I hooked a pearl bracelet around my good wrist. A buzz came from my call box as I was putting on my sandals. New set record goes to me. I pressed the button.
“Yes,” I asked whoever had buzzed me although I had a pretty good idea who.
“Its Niall,” I smiled when I heard his Irish accent. I grabbed my black bag and took the stairs two at a time. His smiling face greeted me at the door. We walked side by side down the street. I was surprised there wasn’t any paparazzi lurking around us. We got a few shocked looks. I looked up to see if Niall noticed, he was unfazed.We chatted about my work and his family as we walked. We came upon Georgino's and Niall held the door open as I walked through. The hostess smiled at us. Niall held up two fingers signaling to the hostess that it was only us. She led us to a booth in the back and set down the menus. I sat on one side and Niall on the opposite side. The hostess left us and I noticed that Niall didn’t even pick up his menu. Unlike Niall I actually needed to look and see what I want to have.
"They have the best pizza ive ever had. Its so good i mean really, really good pizza." He explained emphasizing how good it was. I was a plain and simple girl when it came to food. I liked my pizza spick and span with nothing but cheese and sauce.
“Im Susan, are you ready to order?” She said bluntly and got out a pen and pad of paper. Niall looked at me with raised eyebrows and I smiled signaling that I was in fact ready.
~*~
Our plates were empty and our glasses were full to the rim with our beverage of choice, mine was plain water and Niall’s was a Coke. We talked about everything. I told him more about my job and how I just moved here. He told me about how he was originally from Ireland but had to move here because of the band. He also told me about this Heather girl who was supposedly an up and coming model over in the US. They had a fling that was falling out, and were in the middle of fighting. He really likes her but they only met three times while he was in the US for his North American tour that he just finished. Sadly she didn’t sound as into the relationship as Niall.
“What are you doing tonight? Can you come out with me and the boys? We are going to this club.” He asked taking a slow drink out of his glass.
“I don’t know,” I hesitantly said to his many questions.
“Come on, I promise you will have a good time.” He begged giving me a smile. That is one smile i cant seem to resist.
“Okay,” I gave in and smiled at how happy that made him.
~*~
I checked my over all appearance once more in my full body mirror. Niall had invited me to go clubbing with him and the boys. Honestly I had no idea what that meant. We had hit it off and he was a funny guy but he seemed to still have Heather on his mind. He had the most alluring blue eyes and an outrageously adorable smile, it was infectious.
I reapplied my lip stick one more time and flattened my black chiffon maxi skirt. I wore a floral bandeau on top with the skirt to my waist. My black wedges raised me and made me normal height for a girl my age. I grabbed my gold clutch as I checked my phone for messages.
Niall: I’m here
I smiled and closed my clutch back up after I put my phone in. I locked my door and carefully walked down the stairs in my heels. Niall was standing in front of the glass door, smiling. His hair looked like he had just rolled out of bed but was messed up in all the right places. His smile grew when I locked eyes with him. Those glass blue eyes stunned me every time. As I said, his smile was infectious and I couldn’t help but to smile back. I pushed open the glass door separating us.
“Hey, you look great,” He breathed. He enveloped me in a quick hug before leading me to a black Range Rover that was identical to the one he took me home in the day we met. He held the door for me as I slide in. he sat next to me and let out a sigh.
“How are you?” He asked smiling.
“Honest answer?” I paused for his answer and got a nod and a laugh. “I’m nervous,” I sighed watching for his reaction.
“Why?” He asked, his face twisting in confusion.
“..This is my first time going clubbing..” I said hesitating for a moment. I bent my head down and bit my lip. I peered at him through my lashes.
“Really?” He said tilting his head to the side. I gave a slight nod. “I would have never guessed that.” He quietly said and got lost in his thoughts for a minute. He snapped back to reality and smiled at me. “Well, I’ll be sure to show you a good time.”
The driver opened the door stepping back letting us through. As soon as I stepped out flashed came from my right and left. I stopped short and let out a gasp. There were so many paparazzi and they were all taking pictures of me. I felt a light push on my back and realized I was blocking Niall’s way. I stepped to the side and watched him slide out. He straightened his jacket not even paying attention to the cameras. He raised his eyebrows at me and put a light hand on the small of my back, leading me towards the entrance of the club. The music was so loud I could practically see everything vibrating. The bass was on full blast and the dance floor was full of people. Niall guided me through the sea of people to a private room. The music was less loud in here and you didn’t have to shout to hear one another. There were the other four boys of one... I should probably remember next time what it is. Along side them each were gorgeous girls. Niall slapped hands and half hugged the boys. Then gave two of the girls kisses on their cheeks. He turned to me once he saw the girl with lilac hair gaze that had strayed to lock on me.
“Girls, this is Renington.” He said gesturing towards me. I smiled and gave a small wave stepping forwards. The purple haired girl stood up and leaned in giving me a kiss on my cheek.
“I’m Perrie, Zayn’s girlfriend.” She introduced herself, stepping to the side letting a tall brunette with long legs and perfect loose curls came in view. Her brown eyes twinkled when she smiled.
“Hi, I’m Eleanor, louis' girlfriend. You look stunning by the way.” She said in a sweet tone after a hug. She grinned and was about to say something else when she got cut off by a arm slinging itself across her shoulders. She looked up and smiled as soon as she saw who it was. A drunk guy, who I assume was Louis, had his arm around her shoulders and was whispering something into her ear that made her giggle. They walked off giggling and smiling.
“They have been dating for over a year but still act like they have been dating for just weeks.” The blonde girl said watching them go with a smile. I’m not good with names. I need to figure this out before I go and call Perrie,Eleanor or Louis, Zayn. I gave a half smile at her and walked over to Niall who already had a drink in hand. He was sitting alone at the private bar. I took the bar stool next to him.
“Okay, can you tell me who is who?” I asked raising my eyebrows. He leaned forward and pointed with his free hand at a boy with brown curly hair.
“That’s Harry. You can remember his name because well he’s hairy as in has a lot of hair.” He moved on to point at a boy with dark black hair and dark tan skin. “Now that’s Zayn.” He paused, his brow furrowed. He gave a laugh and it was like a light bulb went off in his head. “He always looks good so remember him by this, Zayn is vain.” He locked eyes with me his expression asking me if I got it. I smiled telling him I did. His finger moved to point at a boy who looked way more sober than any of the boys and had a full drink just sitting in his hand. He had short light brown hair and I could see a brown birthmark on his neck. “That is Liam. Now he’s always the most sober although he can get pretty crazy.” Okay so the sober was Liam. “Oh and that was Louis who walked off with Eleanor.”
“So that’s Harry,” I pointed to the boy with a head full of brown curls. Niall nodded. “That’s Zayn,” I pointed to the dark haired boy who was absentmindedly fixing his hair. Niall nodded again. “And Liam,” I pointed at the boy who was sweet talking a girl. “Is Perrie with Zayn?” I asked unsure.
“Yeah, Harry, Liam and I guess me are the single ones.” He said taking a swig out of his glass. He took out his phone that was ringing and looked at the caller ID. His face lit up right when he who it was. “I’m going to take this, its Heather. I’ll be right back.” He walked off leaving me alone. Somebody held a pastel looking drink over my shoulder. I took it and glanced to see who it was behind me. Perrie was standing there with a smile. She sat in the seat that Niall had left vacant.
“So how did you meet Niall?” She asked sipping at her drink that was identical to mine.
“We bumped into each other in the shopping center.” I said holding up my wrist that was wrapped in an unattractive brace. She gave a wide eyed look and gave a laugh.
“Oh wow,” She giggled. “So what do you do?”
“Nothing interesting, I work in a bookstore,” I scrunched up my nose.
“I thought you were a model.” She laughed.
“Aw thank you, what about you?” I asked interested in what she did. She was beautiful, most likely she was the model.
“I’m in a girl band, I sing.” She smiled. Go figure she’s a singer. A new song came on and I remember it being played on the radio often. Perrie’s eyes lit up. “Oh my gosh! I love this song, let’s go dance.” She hopped off her seat and pulled me with her. Not letting go of my hand she led me to the middle of the dance floor. She dropped my hand and started moving her body to the beat, while I stood there awkwardly. She glanced up once she noticed I wasn’t dancing. “Dance!” She giggled grabbing my hands. She pulled my hands in a dancing motion and I decided to give a go and dance. I was moving with the upbeat tempo of the song that was blaring. I was dancing with Perrie when I felt strong hands come down on my waist. I stopped and looked behind me. Niall turned me around and dropped his mouth to my ear, his hands still on my waist. His hands pulled my waist closer to him. His breathing was heavy and i could smell the alcohol every time he exhaled.
“Dance with me,” he slurred moving and swaying his body.
“You're drunk,” I said politely declining to being used for his drunken pleasure. He pulled my arms so that I had them locked around the nape of his neck.
“I know, its awesome,” He growled and gently bit my ear.
"And Heather? I dont think she would like this," I shivered against him keeping my hands on his chest for a quick escape.
"Fuck her," He whispered against my skin. His hot breathe sent tingles down my spine. He pulled me even closer and pressed our hips together. He trailed gentle bites from my ear to my neck his tongue giving a little lick randomly. He replaced the bites with kisses. I let out a gasp of pleasure as he trailed them closer and closer to my mouth. Instead of placing his lips where they should rightfully have been the little tease turned me around. He dropped his head so it fit into the crook of my neck. I leaned back into him grinding my hips to his. I reached my hand up behind me and tangled my fingers in his hair. His hot breathe sent a shiver down my body. Suddenly Niall stopped moving and lifted his head away from me. Confused I turned around to see what was happening. Liam was yelling something in Niall’s ear. Liam turned and started to make his way off the dance floor in a rush. Niall grasped my hand and followed Liam bringing me with him. When we were out of the crowd of people I stopped Niall.
“What’s going on?” I shouted over the music. Niall leaned in.
“Harry’s got in a fight,” He yelled over the music in my ear. My brow creased in worry.
“Is he okay?” I asked worried for the curly haired boy. I had never met him but he was close to Niall. It was obvious by Niall’s expression that even though he was drunk, he was worried too. He stumbled back to the private room towing me behind him. We entered the room and found Eleanor tending to Harry’s cut forehead. He had a badly swollen eye and a bloody nose. Zayn was next to him and had a worried expression. Perrie was propped on the armrest next to Zayn and had her hand on his back. Niall immediately went to Harry’s side. I took a seat in the empty loveseat.
“I’m fine,” Harry said trying to convince everyone.
“Harry you’re bleeding, you’re not fine.” Perrie sighed giving him an icepack. He put the icepack to his eye but recoiled, his face twisting in pain. Eleanor paused cleaning his cut and stared at him with wide eyes. He carefully put the icepack on his eye. After a moment Eleanor went back to taking care of the cut. I saw Perrie turn to Zayn.
“Babe, are you sure you’re okay?” She asked with a doe eyed look and slightly parted lips. He gave a slow nod and leaned back into her. She gently rubbed his arm then rested her hand on his chest. I inferred he must have been in the fight somehow, probably to break it up and maybe got punched. Louis walked in and kneeled next to Eleanor. He examined Harry’s’ injuries.
“Do we take him to the A&E?” Liam wondered. I looked over his gash. He would need probably three stitches. The guy he fought must have been wearing some rings.
“Uhh, he’ll need about three or so stitches.” I squeaked out. Everybody turned to me with confused faces. “My brother used to have many fights with out comes like this.” I explained.
“We are going to take you to the A&E.” Eleanor said to Harry gesturing to her and Louis. Harry let out a sigh and nodded getting up. He quickly threw his head back was pressed a napkin to his nose.
“I’m going to go talk to security about letting them use a back exit so the paparazzi won’t get any pictures. This will explode if anyone finds out.” Liam walked out to find someone to talk to about getting a plan together.
“I’ll go with Zayn.” Perrie stated. “We can leave through the front and distract any paparazzi while you take the back exit.” She came up with a strategy as Liam walked back into the room.
“Okay the car is getting ready in front of the back exit.” He exhaled.
“Renington and I will go together too.” Niall spoke up. So there was a plan established. Perrie, Zayn, Liam, Niall and I would go out the front the same time Louis, Eleanor and Harry went out the back. Everyone filed out of the room, Eleanor, Louis, and Harry heading towards the back and the rest of us towards the front. Zayn and Perrie went out hand in hand then I followed behind Niall. I avoided looking at the cameras. We safely made it to the car all four of us piled in.
~*~
In the car now remained just me and Niall. We had dropped off Zayn and Perrie at Zayn’s flat. Liam got out at his flat. We were on the street my place was on. Niall had sobered up a little. He had gotten a text from Louis saying there were no cameras and that they were heading to the A&E. My flat was in view and the car came to a halt.
“I did have a good time, Niall. Thank you,” I smiled.
“Yeah, we should do that again minus the fight.” He laughed. His words were still slightly slurred at times.
“Tell me any news about Harry,” He agreed and leaned in, giving me a light kiss on the cheek. I hopped out of the car and made my way to the door. I kept thinking about the way me and Niall danced. Did he like me? Or was that just a drunken impulse? I slowly took the stairs and glanced back at the street. To my disappointment the car was gone. I unlocked my door and flicked the lights on. Taking off my heels I collapsed on the couch.
“Whoa, what happened there?” She asked just now noticing my injury after all the time I had stood next to her.
“Sprained wrist, I fell on it.” I simply explained. Our conversation had ended at that. We had a relationship were no words were needed. We both enjoyed sharing silence with someone, the silence that wasn’t awkward. Even though we barely talked and I know nothing about her, I feel like she is the closest thing i have to a friend right now. I looked around the shop and saw the empty tables and abandoned books. I walked over to the books and picked them up. I went and searched through the bookshelves for the correct place to put them. After the books were back in their homes I grabbed my stuff and left.
~~~~~
I had been on the phone with my brother Lucas for almost an hour. I told him about my new apartment and my job, I even got to talk to my adorable little nephew, Archie. Lucas was in the middle of telling me a something funny Archie did today, when my phone vibrated.
“Uhh, hold on I got a text,” I said taking the phone down from my ear to read the message. 1 new message from Niall.
Niall: Be there in a few :)
“Shit! Luke Ima have to call you back. I have to go, love you!” I frantically said and hung up. I swept on a natural brush of makeup and grabbed my high waisted disco pants. I slipped on my mint green shirt and tucked it into my pants I hooked a pearl bracelet around my good wrist. A buzz came from my call box as I was putting on my sandals. New set record goes to me. I pressed the button.
“Yes,” I asked whoever had buzzed me although I had a pretty good idea who.
“Its Niall,” I smiled when I heard his Irish accent. I grabbed my black bag and took the stairs two at a time. His smiling face greeted me at the door. We walked side by side down the street. I was surprised there wasn’t any paparazzi lurking around us. We got a few shocked looks. I looked up to see if Niall noticed, he was unfazed.We chatted about my work and his family as we walked. We came upon Georgino's and Niall held the door open as I walked through. The hostess smiled at us. Niall held up two fingers signaling to the hostess that it was only us. She led us to a booth in the back and set down the menus. I sat on one side and Niall on the opposite side. The hostess left us and I noticed that Niall didn’t even pick up his menu. Unlike Niall I actually needed to look and see what I want to have.
"They have the best pizza ive ever had. Its so good i mean really, really good pizza." He explained emphasizing how good it was. I was a plain and simple girl when it came to food. I liked my pizza spick and span with nothing but cheese and sauce.
“Im Susan, are you ready to order?” She said bluntly and got out a pen and pad of paper. Niall looked at me with raised eyebrows and I smiled signaling that I was in fact ready.
~*~
Our plates were empty and our glasses were full to the rim with our beverage of choice, mine was plain water and Niall’s was a Coke. We talked about everything. I told him more about my job and how I just moved here. He told me about how he was originally from Ireland but had to move here because of the band. He also told me about this Heather girl who was supposedly an up and coming model over in the US. They had a fling that was falling out, and were in the middle of fighting. He really likes her but they only met three times while he was in the US for his North American tour that he just finished. Sadly she didn’t sound as into the relationship as Niall.
“What are you doing tonight? Can you come out with me and the boys? We are going to this club.” He asked taking a slow drink out of his glass.
“I don’t know,” I hesitantly said to his many questions.
“Come on, I promise you will have a good time.” He begged giving me a smile. That is one smile i cant seem to resist.
“Okay,” I gave in and smiled at how happy that made him.
~*~
I checked my over all appearance once more in my full body mirror. Niall had invited me to go clubbing with him and the boys. Honestly I had no idea what that meant. We had hit it off and he was a funny guy but he seemed to still have Heather on his mind. He had the most alluring blue eyes and an outrageously adorable smile, it was infectious.
I reapplied my lip stick one more time and flattened my black chiffon maxi skirt. I wore a floral bandeau on top with the skirt to my waist. My black wedges raised me and made me normal height for a girl my age. I grabbed my gold clutch as I checked my phone for messages.
Niall: I’m here
I smiled and closed my clutch back up after I put my phone in. I locked my door and carefully walked down the stairs in my heels. Niall was standing in front of the glass door, smiling. His hair looked like he had just rolled out of bed but was messed up in all the right places. His smile grew when I locked eyes with him. Those glass blue eyes stunned me every time. As I said, his smile was infectious and I couldn’t help but to smile back. I pushed open the glass door separating us.
“Hey, you look great,” He breathed. He enveloped me in a quick hug before leading me to a black Range Rover that was identical to the one he took me home in the day we met. He held the door for me as I slide in. he sat next to me and let out a sigh.
“How are you?” He asked smiling.
“Honest answer?” I paused for his answer and got a nod and a laugh. “I’m nervous,” I sighed watching for his reaction.
“Why?” He asked, his face twisting in confusion.
“..This is my first time going clubbing..” I said hesitating for a moment. I bent my head down and bit my lip. I peered at him through my lashes.
“Really?” He said tilting his head to the side. I gave a slight nod. “I would have never guessed that.” He quietly said and got lost in his thoughts for a minute. He snapped back to reality and smiled at me. “Well, I’ll be sure to show you a good time.”
The driver opened the door stepping back letting us through. As soon as I stepped out flashed came from my right and left. I stopped short and let out a gasp. There were so many paparazzi and they were all taking pictures of me. I felt a light push on my back and realized I was blocking Niall’s way. I stepped to the side and watched him slide out. He straightened his jacket not even paying attention to the cameras. He raised his eyebrows at me and put a light hand on the small of my back, leading me towards the entrance of the club. The music was so loud I could practically see everything vibrating. The bass was on full blast and the dance floor was full of people. Niall guided me through the sea of people to a private room. The music was less loud in here and you didn’t have to shout to hear one another. There were the other four boys of one... I should probably remember next time what it is. Along side them each were gorgeous girls. Niall slapped hands and half hugged the boys. Then gave two of the girls kisses on their cheeks. He turned to me once he saw the girl with lilac hair gaze that had strayed to lock on me.
“Girls, this is Renington.” He said gesturing towards me. I smiled and gave a small wave stepping forwards. The purple haired girl stood up and leaned in giving me a kiss on my cheek.
“I’m Perrie, Zayn’s girlfriend.” She introduced herself, stepping to the side letting a tall brunette with long legs and perfect loose curls came in view. Her brown eyes twinkled when she smiled.
“Hi, I’m Eleanor, louis' girlfriend. You look stunning by the way.” She said in a sweet tone after a hug. She grinned and was about to say something else when she got cut off by a arm slinging itself across her shoulders. She looked up and smiled as soon as she saw who it was. A drunk guy, who I assume was Louis, had his arm around her shoulders and was whispering something into her ear that made her giggle. They walked off giggling and smiling.
“They have been dating for over a year but still act like they have been dating for just weeks.” The blonde girl said watching them go with a smile. I’m not good with names. I need to figure this out before I go and call Perrie,Eleanor or Louis, Zayn. I gave a half smile at her and walked over to Niall who already had a drink in hand. He was sitting alone at the private bar. I took the bar stool next to him.
“Okay, can you tell me who is who?” I asked raising my eyebrows. He leaned forward and pointed with his free hand at a boy with brown curly hair.
“That’s Harry. You can remember his name because well he’s hairy as in has a lot of hair.” He moved on to point at a boy with dark black hair and dark tan skin. “Now that’s Zayn.” He paused, his brow furrowed. He gave a laugh and it was like a light bulb went off in his head. “He always looks good so remember him by this, Zayn is vain.” He locked eyes with me his expression asking me if I got it. I smiled telling him I did. His finger moved to point at a boy who looked way more sober than any of the boys and had a full drink just sitting in his hand. He had short light brown hair and I could see a brown birthmark on his neck. “That is Liam. Now he’s always the most sober although he can get pretty crazy.” Okay so the sober was Liam. “Oh and that was Louis who walked off with Eleanor.”
“So that’s Harry,” I pointed to the boy with a head full of brown curls. Niall nodded. “That’s Zayn,” I pointed to the dark haired boy who was absentmindedly fixing his hair. Niall nodded again. “And Liam,” I pointed at the boy who was sweet talking a girl. “Is Perrie with Zayn?” I asked unsure.
“Yeah, Harry, Liam and I guess me are the single ones.” He said taking a swig out of his glass. He took out his phone that was ringing and looked at the caller ID. His face lit up right when he who it was. “I’m going to take this, its Heather. I’ll be right back.” He walked off leaving me alone. Somebody held a pastel looking drink over my shoulder. I took it and glanced to see who it was behind me. Perrie was standing there with a smile. She sat in the seat that Niall had left vacant.
“So how did you meet Niall?” She asked sipping at her drink that was identical to mine.
“We bumped into each other in the shopping center.” I said holding up my wrist that was wrapped in an unattractive brace. She gave a wide eyed look and gave a laugh.
“Oh wow,” She giggled. “So what do you do?”
“Nothing interesting, I work in a bookstore,” I scrunched up my nose.
“I thought you were a model.” She laughed.
“Aw thank you, what about you?” I asked interested in what she did. She was beautiful, most likely she was the model.
“I’m in a girl band, I sing.” She smiled. Go figure she’s a singer. A new song came on and I remember it being played on the radio often. Perrie’s eyes lit up. “Oh my gosh! I love this song, let’s go dance.” She hopped off her seat and pulled me with her. Not letting go of my hand she led me to the middle of the dance floor. She dropped my hand and started moving her body to the beat, while I stood there awkwardly. She glanced up once she noticed I wasn’t dancing. “Dance!” She giggled grabbing my hands. She pulled my hands in a dancing motion and I decided to give a go and dance. I was moving with the upbeat tempo of the song that was blaring. I was dancing with Perrie when I felt strong hands come down on my waist. I stopped and looked behind me. Niall turned me around and dropped his mouth to my ear, his hands still on my waist. His hands pulled my waist closer to him. His breathing was heavy and i could smell the alcohol every time he exhaled.
“Dance with me,” he slurred moving and swaying his body.
“You're drunk,” I said politely declining to being used for his drunken pleasure. He pulled my arms so that I had them locked around the nape of his neck.
“I know, its awesome,” He growled and gently bit my ear.
"And Heather? I dont think she would like this," I shivered against him keeping my hands on his chest for a quick escape.
"Fuck her," He whispered against my skin. His hot breathe sent tingles down my spine. He pulled me even closer and pressed our hips together. He trailed gentle bites from my ear to my neck his tongue giving a little lick randomly. He replaced the bites with kisses. I let out a gasp of pleasure as he trailed them closer and closer to my mouth. Instead of placing his lips where they should rightfully have been the little tease turned me around. He dropped his head so it fit into the crook of my neck. I leaned back into him grinding my hips to his. I reached my hand up behind me and tangled my fingers in his hair. His hot breathe sent a shiver down my body. Suddenly Niall stopped moving and lifted his head away from me. Confused I turned around to see what was happening. Liam was yelling something in Niall’s ear. Liam turned and started to make his way off the dance floor in a rush. Niall grasped my hand and followed Liam bringing me with him. When we were out of the crowd of people I stopped Niall.
“What’s going on?” I shouted over the music. Niall leaned in.
“Harry’s got in a fight,” He yelled over the music in my ear. My brow creased in worry.
“Is he okay?” I asked worried for the curly haired boy. I had never met him but he was close to Niall. It was obvious by Niall’s expression that even though he was drunk, he was worried too. He stumbled back to the private room towing me behind him. We entered the room and found Eleanor tending to Harry’s cut forehead. He had a badly swollen eye and a bloody nose. Zayn was next to him and had a worried expression. Perrie was propped on the armrest next to Zayn and had her hand on his back. Niall immediately went to Harry’s side. I took a seat in the empty loveseat.
“I’m fine,” Harry said trying to convince everyone.
“Harry you’re bleeding, you’re not fine.” Perrie sighed giving him an icepack. He put the icepack to his eye but recoiled, his face twisting in pain. Eleanor paused cleaning his cut and stared at him with wide eyes. He carefully put the icepack on his eye. After a moment Eleanor went back to taking care of the cut. I saw Perrie turn to Zayn.
“Babe, are you sure you’re okay?” She asked with a doe eyed look and slightly parted lips. He gave a slow nod and leaned back into her. She gently rubbed his arm then rested her hand on his chest. I inferred he must have been in the fight somehow, probably to break it up and maybe got punched. Louis walked in and kneeled next to Eleanor. He examined Harry’s’ injuries.
“Do we take him to the A&E?” Liam wondered. I looked over his gash. He would need probably three stitches. The guy he fought must have been wearing some rings.
“Uhh, he’ll need about three or so stitches.” I squeaked out. Everybody turned to me with confused faces. “My brother used to have many fights with out comes like this.” I explained.
“We are going to take you to the A&E.” Eleanor said to Harry gesturing to her and Louis. Harry let out a sigh and nodded getting up. He quickly threw his head back was pressed a napkin to his nose.
“I’m going to go talk to security about letting them use a back exit so the paparazzi won’t get any pictures. This will explode if anyone finds out.” Liam walked out to find someone to talk to about getting a plan together.
“I’ll go with Zayn.” Perrie stated. “We can leave through the front and distract any paparazzi while you take the back exit.” She came up with a strategy as Liam walked back into the room.
“Okay the car is getting ready in front of the back exit.” He exhaled.
“Renington and I will go together too.” Niall spoke up. So there was a plan established. Perrie, Zayn, Liam, Niall and I would go out the front the same time Louis, Eleanor and Harry went out the back. Everyone filed out of the room, Eleanor, Louis, and Harry heading towards the back and the rest of us towards the front. Zayn and Perrie went out hand in hand then I followed behind Niall. I avoided looking at the cameras. We safely made it to the car all four of us piled in.
~*~
In the car now remained just me and Niall. We had dropped off Zayn and Perrie at Zayn’s flat. Liam got out at his flat. We were on the street my place was on. Niall had sobered up a little. He had gotten a text from Louis saying there were no cameras and that they were heading to the A&E. My flat was in view and the car came to a halt.
“I did have a good time, Niall. Thank you,” I smiled.
“Yeah, we should do that again minus the fight.” He laughed. His words were still slightly slurred at times.
“Tell me any news about Harry,” He agreed and leaned in, giving me a light kiss on the cheek. I hopped out of the car and made my way to the door. I kept thinking about the way me and Niall danced. Did he like me? Or was that just a drunken impulse? I slowly took the stairs and glanced back at the street. To my disappointment the car was gone. I unlocked my door and flicked the lights on. Taking off my heels I collapsed on the couch.
Notes
Visual for the lunch outfit:http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=92040572
Visual for the club scence outfit:
http://www.polyvore.com/summer_clubbing/set?id=91945216
12/11/13