He drinks a little too much

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You hated to go out and drink more than anything. But it was Niall's big night, where the band just released their new single. You knew you had to go out as much as you didn't want to. All of the boy's girlfriends will be there, and you all were close. As you got into your dress and got your makeup done, you started to get a little more excited. You walked downstairs to see Niall waiting for you by the door.

"You look... wow." He said, hand scratching the back of his head. "Thanks!" You giggled. "You look handsome too." You planted a soft kiss on his lips and headed out the door.

As you arrived at the club, you started to remember why you hated going out. There were people yelling everywhere and you had no personal space. As you walked into the bar, Niall went and ordered you guys drinks and you caught up with the boy's girlfriends. As the night when on, Niall kept on partying while you stood in the corner. He walked up to you, looking tired and worn out.

"Princess!! Come dance with me!!" He shouted "Ni, maybe we should go home..." you said, reluctantly. His smile immediately fell from his face. Whenever he was drunk, he acted like a little kid. He complained about everything. "Princess noooooo!!!" he whined. "C'mon, you'll thank me later. I promise." You said, grabbing his hand. You waved goodbye to everyone and called an uber. He tripped on pretty much every step he took, so you held his hand tightly.

After what seemed like the longest uber drive of your life, you finally made it home. He stumbled around the house on the way to the bathroom and knocked into a flower pot. You didn't care at first until you realized which one it was. The one your grandmother gave you before she passed away. It was your most prized possession and Niall knew that. You both just stood there for a minute, staring at it. Tears formed into your eyes as you knelt down to pick up the pieces. Niall immediately sobered up and tried to help you. "Princess, I'm so sorry. Let me do it!" he panicked. "N-no it's okay... just go lay down." You sadly said. You knew he didn't mean to do it, but you were still upset. Niall knew it was better not to fight with you and just went to bed. Once you finally finished picking it all up, you went right to bed. Niall wrapped his arms around you tightly, and you knew he was so, so sorry. You could never stay mad at him.

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I really loved how this one turned out!! Again, leave some suggestions and I'll write about it!!

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