Niall's P.O.V
"Ugh" my head was pounding. I could feel my heart thud. With every thump it felt like my head would explode.
"Wakey wakey Niall!" Someone yelled at me. A familiar face appeared in front of me.
Floppy curls, green eyes and a corky smirk, yup Harry. I sat up in a sitting position. Harry gave me a grin.
"What?" I said in an annoyed tone. He laughed, "You know, Sara. You came back early from Heath's party"His voice rising in anticipation and curiosity.
Harry giggled, I was officially annoyed. I frowned. "Harry I have-" I was cut off by a sudden rush of memory.
I remembered, Heath's party, coming home with Sara, passing out, everything. I groaned.
"Um- am I interrupting here?" As if on queue Sara walked in with my shirt. Her hair a total mess. I fell back. '
Why me?' I asked myself, I outta give a good explanation when I go to the studio why I have a major hangover.,
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The Luck Of The Irish
FanficThis is a new Niall FanFic I've Been Working On :) Hope You Like It! CHAPTER ONE “Ugh why did I even come to this party?” I asked myself. My head was pounding from the loud music. As I tried to find my brother I felt something cold splash all...
