Parenting

Chapter Twenty Eight

-Niall's POV-

Fuck. How dare she wear that sexy dress?! Of course she was going to get attention in that thing! Not only was it red, -so you couldn't fucking miss it- but it had a split up her leg.

No guy would walk past and ignore that. And that's what pissed me off right now. You know... because of what happened with Chris. She could probably attract any asshole and not know.

Looks I'm on watch tonight.

"-and down this street here. Probably the house with drunk people out the front." Indie directed.

"Yeah, cause when Lucas parties, everybody knows about it." Christine smiled at Indie in the backseat. I don't know why she sat there. She should be next to me, like she always is.

Fucking great. So not only was Christine going to attract attention, but she was going to attract everybody's attention. No drinks for me tonight. I need to keep an eye on her.

Pulling out the front of the house, I looked over to already hear the music and see just how big this party was.

"Let's go!" Indie eagerly nudged Christine out as I followed and locked my car afterwards. If there is a scratch or dint when I came back, heads will roll.

Following the two girls up, I kept close behind them and followed them inside. They just walked in like it wasn't a big deal. But let's be real, who's gonna answer the door when everybody's half pissed?

Bodies were moulding. Alcohol stunk the entire place and everyone was already pissed off their face. And it's only eight o'clock!

"Let's get drinks!" Indie called back to me as she took Christine's hand and pulled her through the house. As I followed, a woman in front if me and ran her finger down my chest.

"Wanna fuck?" I cringed at her bluntness and shook my head.

"No thanks." Swerving around her, I saw the familiar red dress and followed that into the kitchen.

"Ladies!" I heard a loud greeting and watch some douchebag approach the girls. "So glad you could make it!"

"Wouldn't miss it!" Indie smiled as she took some cruiser bottles and handed them out between her and Christine. She offered one to me though I shook my head; she just shrugged.

"Christine. Fuck you look hot!" My jaw tightened as I refrained myself from plucking his eyeballs out and stepping on them.

Then she laughed. She laughed along like she didn't mind.

"Thanks." She shrugged as this douche put his arms around the girls 'waists and led them out.

My arm latched out though I pulled it back. If he lowers his hand any lower on Christine dress then I'll personally make sure that tonight he visits a hospital.

I followed the trio quietly outside and over to where a small bonfire was setup.

Douchebag over there made an entrance and every guy raked their eyes over Christine, even though some had girls under their arms.

I came beside Christine as they were offered a seat.

"Over there." I pointed as she looked up at me. "Come on." I took her hand and pulled her over to the end of a log, putting myself between her and the idiot staring at her chest. "Hey mate, her eyes are up here."

He snapped out of his little perverted thoughts and glared at me. I instantly returned his glare as he slowly looked away.

"What's up with you tonight?" Christine asked as I put an arm around her shoulders and pulled her closer.

"Other guys are looking at you, that's the problem."

• • •

It's been a few hours and Christine was completely gone. Indie disappeared with the host I now knew as Lucas. Didn't care though, he was still a douchebag to me.

"My turn!" Christine slurred and spun the bottle. I can't believe she's playing this. She's already kissed three guys and two girls. The girls I'm ok with because I know they're nothing serious. The guys I have a problem with. "Niall!"

My head snapped up as Christine grinned crawling to me. Glancing over, I saw the bottle facing me. I wasn't even playing.

"C'mere baby." She mumbled wrapping her arms around my neck. My breath hitched as I held her shoulders.

Every time we were this close, I always had the urge. The urge to dive my tongue into her mouth and grip thighs.

But I couldn't. Not here where these weirdos thought they could get a free show.

"You're not playing anymore." I spoke standing up and pulling her with me.

"But why?" She whined as some boys began to complain. I ignored them and tried to guide her into the kitchen where I could get her water.

"Because I said so." Was my short answer. She groaned and dragged her feet along making my life harder. "Christine, walk straight or I'll carry you."

She grinned biting that bottom lip of hers making me grunt at how sexy that is. "Do it." She breathed against my ear as I stopped and hooked my arm under her knees.

Her eyes widened as I walked us into the kitchen and set her beside the sink. Christine tried reaching for some beer bottles lined up close by though I prevented her. She whined and gripped at my shirt as I cleaned a cup and filled it with water.

My body suddenly tensed as I felt her fingers undo the top buttons of my shirt. Her warm hands slid onto my chest giving me goosebumps. Those perfect legs of hers wrapped around my waist and pulledr closer.

"You owe me a kiss mister." Leaning forward, I spluttered back and held out the water. She shook her head and inched her face closer. "Niall..." Her lips hit my cheek as she sloppily kissed over it.

"Please d-don't." I could feel my pants tighten as Christine grasped the back of my hair.

"Try me."