The little blonde >>Ziall/Niam<< *on hold*

Chapter 8

"Niall what are you doing in here?" I heard Liam ask walking into the bathroom, where I was still sitting on the floor

"Huh? Oh uh- I was just uh- getting claustrophobic" I stuttered out, standing up and brushing past him and back to the bar, ordering another drink, and that's what I did for the rest of the night, I drunk, and drunk, and drunk, until I got drunk as fuck.

And here I am, grinding on some guy that I don't even know

"Your really good at this huh blondie?" He asked, grabbing my hips and turning me around to face him "you want a drink?"

I laughed loudly, waking over to the bar, stumbling a bit.

"Aye mate! Get this cutie anything with alcohol" he said pointing to me, smiling

"Well aren't you just a g-gentlemen?" I slurred out, poking his chest, seeing Zayn looking at me from a booth, on the other side of the dance floor, I just smirked at him, pulling the boy in front of me, crashing my lips to his, kissing him sloppily, while staring at Zayn from the corner of my eye, he was jealous.

I roamed my hands all over his body whilst still looking at Zayn, smirking into the kiss, as this boys -which I didn't know the name of- hands roamed up my shirt and rubbing my abs.

I pulled back and wiped my lips, looking straight at Zayn, smirking. He stood up walking over to me, putting his hand on my shoulder, for I was stumbling a bit, looking at the guy that I just kissed and punching him square in the jaw

"Z-Zayn!" I screamed, stumbling over to the boy and helping him up, but Zayn grabbed my bicep and dragged me out of the bar and on the sidewalk "Z-Zayn! What is w-wrong with youuuu?"

"He kissed you" he said angrily, clenching his fist and jaw

"Sooooo? Why do y-you care?" I slurred out leaning on the wall behind me looking at him with my eyebrows raised

"I don't" he huffed, putting his hands on either sides of my head for the second time today

"Then shhhhhhh" I chuckled putting my finger to his lips

"Niall your drunk, you need to go home" he said, sounding worried

"Nooo! I'm f-fine" I huffed, grinning ear to ear

"I'm taking you home" he said, picking me up from my waist and slinging me over his shoulder

"S-stop!" I yelled, punching his back "put me down! I have L-Liam and l-louis to drive me home!"

"I'll tell them I'm driving you home, they're both drunk, I'm not" he simply stated, tightening his grip on my waist and walking to a black corvette

"But you don't even k-know where I live" I slurred out, chuckling "and I'm to d-drunk to remember"

"Then I'll take you to my house" he huffed out, shoving me in the car and putting child lock on it, walking back into the bar

I tried opening the door, but with no valid, huffing and putting my head back on the seat, closing my eyes. Moments later I heard a door open and close, hearing Zayn put his seat belt on and drive off

"Why do y-you even care?" I asked, the alcohol slightly wearing-off, from being in the car for like 30 minuets "you didn't seem to care when you bullied me for like, fo-four years"

"Yeah? Well there are always reasons for actions Niall" he huffed, keeping his eyes on the dark and foggy road

"And what would that be?" I asked, taking my eyes off of the road before us and looking at him

He sighed and ran his hand through his hair "I already told you"

"No. You said 'that's something I can't tell you'" I said mocking a squeaky voice

"Yeah, I know what I said princess" he said smirking. Oh god now he's back to his cocky self.

"Please stop calling me princess" I said looking at him once again in frustration

"Why? I like it" he said in a mocking tone, taking his eyes off the road for a split second and smirking at me

"Ugh. Are we almost there? You know, you technically kidnapped me" I huffed out, crossing my arms in front of my chest

"Well, I wouldn't put it that way" he said shrugging his shoulders and tightening his hands on the wheel

"I hate you" I got out sighing. As much as I've been afraid of him these past years -which I still am- I've taken a liking to the dark haired boy but I'm still not to fond of him

"Well, I don't hate you" he chuckled, parking in a driveway, with a huge house on the end of it

I tried opening the door to get out, but then remembered that he had it on child lock, I looked over to him with angered eyes, and seen him laughing whilst getting out of the car and opening the door for me

"Better for you princess?" He asked, still chuckling lightly and lifting me up out of the car bridal style

"Zayn I'm not as drunk as I was you can put me down, I know how to walk" I huffed out crossing my arms

"Nah, I think I like this" he got out, trying to open the door "little help?"

I sighed opening the door with the key, as he walked in and put me on the couch with a blanket and kissing my forehead

I gave him confused eyes and he just chuckled "reasons princess. There are reasons" he said kissing my forehead once again

I sighed and rolled my eyes. Getting comfortable and letting sleep take over
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Hey guys. I think this was a pretty long chapter(: thank you all for reading this. Comment what you think xx

Lots of love -Angel