Last First Kiss // n.h.

Chapter 9- niall james horany. ((edited))

CHAPTER 9

PAULA'S POV--

I woke up without Niall beside me. I looked at his alarm clock  and it read:

11:45 am

Beside it was a post-it note.

Hey babe!

You’re probably awake since you’re reading this. The lads and I had to go to rehearsals today. Sorry I didn’t wake you up. I Love You! :**

Your loving/best/amazing/Irish/handsome/lucky boyfriend,

Nialler xx

I smiled at the post-it note and went to take a bath.                     

“Let’s celebrate!” Zayn shouted, raising his bottle of beer.

“Happy Birthday Li-Li!” I said to Liam who was searching for somebody.

“Thanks” Liam replied, not even looking at who’s talking.

“Liam, what’s wrong?” I asked.

“Dani’s still not here, she said she’ll be” He said.

“Oh, she’ll be here, how could a girlfriend miss her boyfriend’s birthday?” I assured him. He gave me a weak smile. I turned around to look for Niall. It’s not a big party, yes, but all of the lad’s friends are here, more like a ‘house party’.

“I’m here babe” Niall whispered behind me. It sent shivers down my spines.

“How did you know I was looking for you?” I asked as Niall put his hands around my waist.

“I just... knew” He smiled.

“Want to dance?” He asked. I nod as we walk towards the dance floor.  We danced slowly to Eric Clapton’s Wonderful Tonight.

It's late in the evening; she's wondering what clothes to wear.

She'll put on her make-up and brushes her long blonde hair.

And then she asks me, "Do I look all right?"

And I say, "Yes, you look wonderful tonight."

I was staring at Niall’s blue eyes, blushing like a tomato. He was red too, and it made me blush more.

We go to a party and everyone turns to see

This beautiful lady that's walking around with me.

And then she asks me, "Do you feel all right?"

And I say, "Yes, I feel wonderful tonight."

Niall kissed me passionately; we both don’t care about anything at the moment.

*Hours later

It was already 11:30 near midnight and everyone’s drunk. Some already got home and some stayed to have fun. Niall was completely drunk when I saw him outside vomiting. I ran to him and patted his back.

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“Hello there beautiful” He said seductively after wiping his mouth. He wasn’t in a steady mode and obviously had alcohol affect his brain. His shirt was full of puke so I decided to help him upstairs and get his shirt changed.

I helped him up the stairs and lay him on the bed. I got his green sleeping shirt from the cabinet and sat beside him.

I started pulling his shirt up gently since he looked asleep.

“No, please don’t!” He cried, stopping me to hold his shirt.

“I’m aware I’m drunk but you shouldn’t do this, I have a wonderful girlfriend, please, don’t” He said. My eyes welled up.

He cared for me even though he’s drunk.

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NIALL’S POV—

I was patted on the back by this beautiful girl I don’t recognize. I wiped my mouth and greeted the girl.

“Hello there beautiful” I smirked at her.

She brought me upstairs and laid me on the bed.

I wonder what’s going to happen next.

I’m excited.

Then, pictures of Paula entered my alcohol-overpowered brain.

The pretty girl then started to take my shirt off. I did everything to stop her. I know I’m excited and am having sexual frustrations but I love Paula.

“I’m aware I’m drunk but you shouldn’t do this, I have a wonderful girlfriend, please, don’t” I cried, tightening my grip on her hand.

After that, I didn’t know what happened next.

I passed out.

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PAULA’S POV—

*A week later

“Hey Babe” Niall whispered seductively behind me (again).

“Hey” I said back. He put his arm around my waist and began trailing kisses on my neck, sucking on my usual soft spots.

“And why did Mr. Niall Horan become so horany?” I asked, chuckling. Every kiss just sends shivers down my spine.

“Because I love you” He said, turning me around to face him.

“I love you too” I said before smacking my lips to his.

Well you all probably know what happened the rest of the night.

MARIE’S POV—

“Damn it!” I shouted.

“What’s wrong babe?” Zayn asked worryingly

“I can hear their damn moans!” I complained as I bury my head in my pillow.

“Aw, do you want to moan too?” Zayn asked seductively.

“Sorry babe, I’m tired. Maybe some other time” I winked at him.

To serious, I don’t know if this is just a pretend to be relationship.

I guess not anymore.

Or maybe yes, if he doesn’t feel the same way.

But in my part,

I already fell.

And that thing is

one thing I was always afraid of.