Love Drunk (One Direction FanFic)

Chapter Seven

Liam’s POV:

To say that Niall had been ecstatic when he returned to the house would have been slightly understated. His face was glowing and the wide grin on his face gave away that things went very good. But I wanted to hear the whole story so I asked anyways.

“Hey Nialler. How’d it go?”

Niall jumped onto the bed and spread his long arms legs out, covering all of the mattress. So instead of fighting for some room next to him I simply pulled up a chair and sat down next to the bed. Niall bit his lip gazing at the sealing.

“Uhm, good I guess.”

“What did she say?”

“You mean before or after I made a total fool of myself?”

I laughed. “Afterwards, please.” Niall laughed as well.

“Well, long story short she eventually said she’d go out with me, so.. Looks like you can already get your phone out and tweet something nice about me.” He grinned.

“Not so fast. You actually have to go on the date! And I’m gonna come spy.. I mean how else am I gonna know you didn’t just lie to me?”

“Because I know you are totally going to ask her about it when we go down to the bar the next time and I can really save himself that kind of humiliation.”

“True story.”

Niall smirked at me and I wasn’t quite sure if it was because he had won the bet or if he actually was excited for his date.

“So.. When is this date?” I asked trying to sound as nonchalantly as possible. Niall shrugged. “I just gave her my number and told her to call.”

Niall and I agreed that we shouldn’t go to the bar anymore. For once his mom had started asking why we went out every night, which we didn’t manage to explain without getting awkward. But eventually she let go, rolling her eyes at us. “Kids.” She had muttered under her breath, making me and Niall smirk at each other, blushing lightly.

The other reason that kept us from going was that Coco hadn’t called yet and we both figured that going to the bar wasn’t the right thing to do. Personally I really wanted to see if she would actually text Niall eventually, when finding out that he wasn’t coming to the pub anymore. And though Niall agreed with me on this, I figured there were more reasons for him not to go. I didn’t ask him about it but I was almost positive that he was slightly embarrassed. So nervous around her. It was almost cute.

It took Coco two whole days till she texted Niall. Two days of sitting in Niall’s living room at night, watching movies, trying to cheer him up. I teased him about it, but he claimed being tired instead of admitting the not-so-inconspicuous reason for him being upset.

When she finally did text back we were down in the living room once again. Both of us cuddled up on one of the couches, zapping through the TV channels though nothing good was on anyways. Niall’s phone was laying on the coffee table in front of us and he leaned forward to grab it when its screen lit up. He furrowed his brows as he unlocked the phone and I only paid half attention to him, still zapping through the channels.

“Oh.” He said quietly after a moment, making me look up. “What is it?” He couldn’t hide the grin spreading all over his face. “’You two with the AA now, or what?’” Niall read out loud and then laughed. “It’s from Coco.” My eyes widened a little and I took the phone from his hands to read the text myself.

“AA?” I asked a little confused.

“Anonymous Alcoholics, I guess.”

I laughed. “’Cause we haven’t been to the bar for two nights?” He shrugged. “Guess that’s just her way of making me ask her out. And not the other way around.” She was a funny girl.