How I Became Niall Horan's Fake Girlfriend

The Unplanned Stage

Buuuzzzz Buzzzzz

I groaned and looked at the screen of my phone to see that Niall was calling me once again. I guess he did notice that I left yesterday. Whatever.

"Avery?" Liz opened the door to my room.

"Yeah?"

"Do you maybe think that we could have a party tonight?" Liz looked at the ground,

"What?" I sat up in bed. "You want to have a party?"

"Yeah, well" Avery reddened, "I just thought since Mom's still away and its Friday we could do something."

"Definately!" I grinned. "Start texting all your friends and I'll text mine."

Liz left the room, and I was left alone to party plan.

***

"Great party Avery!" The guy from my math glass shouted over the music.

"Thanks." I winked at him and continued through the crowd.

Pretty much everyone from Beverly Hills High was here along with some private school kids and handful of college students.

"Is this your party?" A tall college student surveyed me, his eyes canvacing my skinny jeans and bustier crop top.

"'Tis." I smiled.

"Its awesome." He flashed the whitest teeth I had ever seen and grabbed my hand.

I followed him to a less crowded area and plopped down on his lap on one of the sofas.

"You're so hot." I felt his hot alcohol smelling breath on my face.

Up close he didn't look so attractive. Maybe even a little older than college aged.

"Thanks." I smiled warily and started to get up. "I've got to go uh check som-"

"Stay." He grabbed my wrist and something not quite right flashed in his eyes.

"Um." I looked around to see everyone turning away their eyes. They knew what was happening, why wouldn't they help??

"A pretty little rich girl like you probably loves to party." He flashed that smile again.

"Yeah you know." I felt my heart rate quicken.

"Maybe we should go to a more private room then."

"No, I uh really like it here. Let's stay." My voice cracked with fear.

"Avery?"

I looked up to see three Nialls standing over me. Maybe there was just one. I don't know. I was a little tipsy.

"Who are you?" The guy who had yet to tell me his name squinted at Niall.

"Her boyfriend." Niall grit his teeth and within seconds blood was pouring out of no-name's nose.

I gasped and jumped out of his grip, hiding behind Niall.

"So back off." Niall gently took my hand and led me away from him.

"Thank you so much Niall" Tears started to pour uncontrolabely from my eyes.

"Its okay, its okay." Niall rubbed my back. "Let's go up to your room and get away from all this."

We went up the stairs and down the hallway to find my room door locked.

"Is there anywhere else we could go?" Niall's blue eyes stared right into mine.

"There's a guest room." I shuffled along and to my luck the knob turned.

"Just sit down." Niall led me over to the bed and sat me down.

I hiccuped and did what he said.

"How did you know?"

"I saw people tweeting you about it." Niall sighed.

"Oh." I looked down at my thumbs.

"Hey Avery?"

"Yeah?" I turned back to Niall just in time for his lips to land perfectly on mine.

My lips stiffened out of surprise and Niall pulled away immediately.

"Sorry did you not want to do that? I shouldn't have." He stammered with every word.

Even in the dark I could see him blush with embarrassment.

"Niall." I started crying again.

"Avery I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have done that."

"Nooooo!" I wailed.

"Do you want me to leave?" Niall asked softly.

My breathes came out short and choppy. Knowing I couldn't talk, I shooked my head and grabbed onto the collar of Niall's shirt. I layed down on the bed and pulled him next to me.

"Do you hate me for kissing you?" Niall whispered.

I shook my head, hoping he could see me in the dark.

"Do you want to fake date me?"

I shook my head again.

Niall stiffened and started to get up.

I grabbed his collar again to pull him down. "I want to real date you." I said, finally finding my voice.

I couldn't see him smile in the dark, but I knew he was. I could feel him smile. I could feel it in my heart.