(BOOK 2) Summer Love - A One Direction Fan Fiction

Chapter Four - Fun With Pints

“I have the perfect place we can go to eat tonight,” Louis says later that evening.

“Louis…you can’t be thinking of that place,” Zayn says.

“Why not?” Louis asks.

“Louis, that’s not exactly a place for little girls,” Liam explains.

“Ah come on, it’s civilized.  Besides, it’s not like a bar.  It’s a restaurant,” Louis says.

“A restaurant that serves drinks,” Harry says.

“Come on, guys.  She’s not fourteen anymore.  I think she can handle a few drinks, right?” Louis says.

They all look at you.  You’ve been standing there through this whole conversation with your eyes wide open.

“Oh, I…I don’t drink…” you say.

“We’re not supposed to, either,” Zayn says.

"'Cept for Louis and when we're in England," Niall says.

“Yeah, and the people there know we’re careful,” Louis says.  “Niall; I know you’ve been itching to get your hands on a pint for a while now.  What do you say?”

“I’m in!” Niall says.

“You think you’ll be okay?” Liam asks.

“Yeah, if you guys think it’s okay then I think I’ll be fine,” you say.

“Let’s go then!” Louis exclaims. 

When you enter the place with the boys, you instantly become a bit uneasy.  It looks like an okay place.  It is clean and the tables have nice white tablecloths.  There is a small bar in the corner with a bartender busily rubbing wine glasses.  The room is filled with the sound of people chatting and silverware and glasses clanging together.  Niall takes a deep breath and sighs.

“It’s good to be back here,” he says.

“Yup, sure is,” Zayn says.  

A lady comes up to them and asks how many people.

“Six,” Louis says, “and tell them One Direction is here.”

Soon you are sitting at a table with exactly six chairs.  The boys already know what they were having to eat, but you are still looking over the menu when the waitress comes.

“What can I get you?” she asks.

“Uhh…umm…I’ll have…uh….” you stammer.

“She’ll have the spaghetti,” Liam quickly says.

You smile because that reminds you of the time Liam ordered spaghetti for you months ago when he took you to that fancy restaurant.

“Can I get you anything to drink tonight?” she asks.

“We’ll all have a pint to start,” Louis says.

“Great, I’ll be right back with that,” the waitress says.

As soon as she leaves, the boys begin to chat with you and the others just as people at other tables were doing.  Several minutes later the food arrives.  You are happy to see that the food doesn’t look too expensive.  You don’t want the boys to go through the trouble of paying too much for you.  Then the drinks came.  The waitress places a tall glass of beer at your place.  Your eyes get wide.

“Um…I think this was supposed to be a pint?” you say to the waitress just as she was about to leave.

“That is a pint,” she says.

“Oh…okay, thanks,” you say.

“Is everything okay?” Louis asks.

“Yeah…everything’s fine…” you say.

Your jaw drops when you look up at Niall and see him taking a big gulp.

“Whoa, Niall!  Slow down!” Liam says.

“Ah, that’s okay,” Louis says, taking a big gulp as well.

Harry chuckles as he takes a sip with Liam.  You cautiously reach for your glass.  You had never drank anything like this before.  You picked it up and raised it to your lips.  If your parents knew what you were doing...

Its smell floated up into your nostrils and you almost snort.  The glass touches your lips and you carefully tip it up.  You feel the cold drink flow into your mouth and…

“Whoa, (Your Name), are you okay?!” Liam exclaims when he sees you coughing.

“Yeah, I’m fine…” you say, setting your glass back down.

“I told you she wouldn’t be able to,” Liam tells Louis.

“Ah, that’s okay, love,” Louis says.

Louis takes your glass and pours the whole thing into his almost-empty one.

“You’ll get used to it by the time the summer is over,” Harry says, grinning.

The night progressed gradually and you ended up having a great time.  The food was excellent and the boys didn’t make you drink any more.  You were beginning to get worried about Louis and Niall, though.

“Wheeee!  This so fun, ain’t it, Louis?!” Niall shouts.

“Yeah, ‘tis!  Havin’ the time of ma life!” Louis yells.

“Okay, calm down, guys,” Liam says, chuckling.

Zayn laughs.

“Maybe you shouldn’t drink anymore, huh Niall?”  Zayn asks.

“Ah, what’s the harm in it?  We’re just havin’ fun!” Louis shouts.

“Yeah, Zayn!  Here…why don’t ya drink a little more and have some fun with us?” Niall asks, getting up and leaning on Zayn for support.

“Naw, I can’t.  Had too much already,” Zayn explains.

“Ah, Zayn!  I had lots more than ya!  Just a bit more, lad!” Louis says, standing up.

“Louis, sit down!  You’re going to fall over,” Harry chuckles.

“Alright, I think it’s time to go,” Liam says.

Liam stands up and gets out his wallet to leave a tip.

“Come on, boys,” Zayn says, placing a hand on each of Niall’s and Louis’s back.

The boys led Louis and Niall out of the restaurant and into the back seat of the car.  Zayn and Harry decide to keep it safe and hop into the back too, as they feel a little tipsy.  Liam feels fine, so he gets into the driver’s seat.  You happily take the passenger so you won’t have to sit next to Louis and Niall.  The ride home is a loud one with Niall and Louis yelling.

“Quiet down!” Zayn screams.

“Yeah, guys, seriously.  You aren’t that drunk,” Harry says.

Niall.  Louis.  Drunk.  You can hardly believe it.  Well, maybe Louis.  But Niall?  Niall’s just an innocent little boy, isn’t he?  How could he possibly be drunk?