Daytona Baby [N.H]

38

Olivia Campbell

Back at Harry's penthouse, the party was already in full swing when Niall and I arrived from the karaoke bar. Low light to hide the pure filth of what everyone was doing and enough alcohol and drugs of choice to get you roped into it as well.

My plan was to quickly down a few shots and then drag Niall to the dancefloor. I wanted an excuse to have my hands all over him, though surely I shouldn't need one by now. I've been holding back all night and I know what I want.

But just as we walked in the door Niall was being whisked away by Harry, and Nova was calling me over to the kitchen. I didn't dwell on the change of plans since I knew I'd get Niall to myself at the end of the night anyways.

Nova got us each a drink, just something simple to start, then she mixed up some other combinations to really get us going. Liam joined us at one point, sucking back half of my drink while I wasn't paying attention. But he made up for it when he led us to the living room, cleared the coffee table and lined up at least a dozen shots.

"That should give you a pretty good headstart on Niall," Liam said to me.

"Wait, I can't take all of these at once," I responded once I figured out what he was insinuating.

"Why not?" Nova countered. "It's your birthday, no one's gonna say shit if you're the most fucked up person here."

I thought about her logic and couldn't really argue. It would be a completely different story if we were out at a club somewhere around strangers, but being here with them makes it the perfect scenario to get as wasted as I want for one night. So I agreed, and quickly downed the first one, earning cheers from Liam and Nova.

They continued to encourage me as I took the second, third, and so on. I was trying not to think about the taste that wouldn't disappear from my tongue. I only made it about halfway through when the glass in my hand got stolen from someone behind me. Turning around instantly to see what jerk decided to do that, I was met with Niall emptying the glass into his mouth and smiling devilishly down at me.

"Pretty sure alcohol poisoning is my thing, sunshine."

The nickname melted every ounce of annoyance in me even as I watched him help himself to another shot.

"But they're birthday shots," I started to explain. "So they technically don't count."

Niall tilted his head with a disbelieving smirk. "On top of everything you've already had tonight, they count. So if you wanna end up with a birthday blackout, be my guest and finish them off. I'll tuck you in when you pass out in half an hour."

"Like you're one to talk," Liam said, voicing my exact thoughts. "Remember Phoenix?"

Nova laughs. "That was brutal."

"What happened in Phoenix?" I asked, looking back and forth between them all, being the odd one out that doesn't know what they're referring to. There's probably hundreds of stories I haven't heard yet.

"Alright, enough about me. It's Liv's day..." Niall chimed in, clearly not wanting to tell the tale. But knowing Liam, he practically gets off on telling embarrassing stories about Niall.

"Okay so we were at this rooftop bar and it had one of those infinity pools right," Liam started. "And Niall had way too much to drink. Probably a life threatening amount for a normal person—"

"Liam, she doesn't need to hear this," Niall interjected but Liam waved him off.

"—and he fucking threw up on himself then passed out backwards into the pool."