Secrets

2: Little Black Dress

'Oh my god, I am so sorry!', Niall couldnt even look up, he was so ashamed. 'Hahaha it's fine, atleast its only a few vodka shots. Dont worry about it!' To Niall, that voice was amazing. It sounded scouse but not extrusive scouse. It was beautiful.

Niall looked up, he saw black, strapped heels, not that tall, maybe 3 inches but seductive enough. He then noticed that the legs were bare, smooth of course, typical girl legs, petite. The dress wrapped round the girl was black, thankgod as the drink would of been noticable! It was cute, knee high, pleated like a school skirt but flowed out from the waist. Low cut heart shaped, with just enough boob showing so it was provoking but led abit of mystery. By the time Niall got to her face, he was stunned. Turquoise eyes sparkled as soon as he looked at her. Long brunetten hair, with a few girls at the bottom, you could tell when she got to the club that her hair was fully curled but with the sweat and heat of the club, her curls turned to waves. She had a very cute, young face but nowadays you cant tell the difference between a 12 year old and a 20 year old but Niall could definitely tell she was at least 18.

'I am really so sorry! Can i buy you a drink? I feel really bad!' Niall could tell the girl was on to him staring but with the amount hes drank, he didnt care, soon he'd be comatose and he knew it, so why waste the night being scared little Niall? 'Nooo, its fine! really! But I wont say no to a drink, I'm Ana by the way!' 'Niall haha, so what will it be?' The lads were amazed that Niall was the only boy who could get girls to come sit with them. Ana waved her friends to come over and sit with their new friends. The boys were overwhelmed by all the girls surrounding them. Beautiful girls actually acknowledging them. Of course, they had all been acknowledged by girls before but these girls were different. They were from England. North West England.

Laughs were thrown about, drinks flying everywhere. The night was amazing! Scousers and Irishmen really knew how to drink together! It got a little flustery inside, and Ana felt like she couldnt breathe. She went outside, and Niall hastily followed behind, checking if she was okay. "Hey, you okay? you dont look too good...wait no you do just, nevermind." Ana laughed, "Yes haha, just I find that atmosphere too hot I guess, sometimes you need some air. Yet, when you meet the air, you suddenly feel really really really drunk. Funny isnt it?" "For a drunk girl, you talk fine!" They made small talk for a while. Niall watched her, listening to her contently, he looked at her face, and still wondered how old she actually was, she had a cute, petite face yet still looked old enough to get into the club.

"Hey, how old are you? Sorry just we never actually said our age!"

Ana hesistated quitely, "Dont rat on me like, but I'm only 17 haha, thankfully got in with my older sister's ID, we dont even look alike!"

" Hahaha, thats lucky, the girls we came with had to flash some flesh to get us in, and dont worry I'm not exactly 18 either, I'm 17 too"

Niall thought he had to lie, this was an older woman we're talking about!

They giggled for another 20 minutes, talking about their goals, what they want in life, their favourite everything and then headed back in. After that, they never left eachother's side. The drinks started capturing their body and sense, stubbling across to the bar every 5 minutes to get more drinks, flirtacious touching, even abit of dirty whispering happened and not just between them two. Everyone got on quite quickly, there was an even number of both boys and girls, so everyone paired quickly and quite nicely. By 2am, they all got bored, and decided to head back to the girl's hotel. Even drunk, the boys were still gentlemen, with maybe the hope of getting laid. Amy was nearly comatose, thankfully had Niall to cling on to, even though he believed his left leg was walking far ahead of his right leg. The Hotel's lights read "Rameda" the lights shone like the sun, blinding the teens. The girls were tired or "dead" as they would say, so they walked back to their rooms.

Ana entered her room and as Niall was about to leave with the boys, she swiftly dragged him in...