A Little Bit of Luck (A One Direction Fan Fiction) ON HOLD

Chapter Thirty - Love Never Dies

Chapter Thirty

(RACHEL'S POV)

It took me a few seconds to realize what was going on. Niall was kissing me. I was kissing Niall. He kept me pinned against the wall, our lips moving in sync, full of lust, love and passion.

It had been a long time since I last kissed Niall, but the same sparks were still there. My stomach was doing somersaults and I was screaming mentally inside my head. Everything right now couldn’t be anymore perfect than it already perfect.

But why did this feel so wrong yet so right at the same time?

Didn’t I want to kiss Niall in the first place? Didn’t I want him to call me his and go back to the way things were before I left him almost a year ago? Didn’t I want all of this? So why was I complaining?

We pulled apart breathless and panting while gazing into each other’s eyes. I could feel my lips were swollen already and so were his by the looks of it.

“Niall-“ I was cut off by him storming away, exiting the hotel room and slamming the door shut behind him.

What just happened? First he yells at me, kisses me, and then he just leaves right after? Was this boy crazy? I wish he knew what that kiss meant to me because words could not describe how it felt.

I was about to head to my room to go to bed after this confusing day, but was interrupted by the sound of the door opening and in stumbling two completely wasted boys that were next to two other boys trying to help them in.

“Heh, you’re a bunny rabbit!” Harry giggled drunkenly, his index finger pointing directly at me.

“No, she’s a penguin!” Louis giggled with him, also drunk.

“Wait, now she’s a-“ and with that Harry completely blacked out, falling to the ground with a loud thud. This made Louis giggle even more but soon he was also out like a light right next to his best friend.

“At least that shut them up,” Liam muttered under his breath, but was loud enough for everyone to hear.

“What do you mean?”

“The whole car ride those two wouldn’t stop being idiots. They were trying to play the penis game but instead it turned into a shouting competition,” Zayn said in a tired voice before adding a yawn, “I’m going to bed, night guys,” he said and walked off to his room shutting the door behind him.

“Night Rach,” Liam patted my shoulder and walked to his room also, shutting the door behind him and completely forgetting the two boys that were passed out lying on the floor.

For a second, I thought about helping them to their beds, but quickly decided against it and let them stay sleeping there. It was their punishment for drinking too much at the after party. But they wouldn’t be too happy in the morning…

I walked back to my room and shut the door behind me. As I walked over to my bed and crawled under the comfy, warm duvet, I couldn’t help but replay in my mind the kiss with Niall.

It all happened so fast and so sudden. But why would he kiss me? Did he love me back? Or was it just a spur of the moment thing that meant nothing to him? Yeah, maybe that was it. After all, why would he kiss me? Wouldn’t he prefer some Victoria’s Secret model over stupid, plain old me?

However the kiss… it felt magical. I could still feel butterflies in my stomach just from thinking about it. It felt like everything else in the world just stopped for one moment. Everything was just Niall and I. Cheesy, I know, but it’s true.

But where did he run off to? Was he embarrassed that he kissed me? Why did he even run off in the first place? Did I do something wrong?

Give him some time, Rach I thought. But I’ve already given him a lot of time, considering the fact he’s been ignoring me for parts of this tour. I needed to know what was going on with him, and I wasn’t going to take any excuses or no’s as an answer.