Summer Love (A Niall Horan Story)

Chapter 12

Nialls P.O.V

The lads and i were gettin ready, i was in my room sorting out my hair. Then my phone buzzed, it was a tweet from harry, i get all their tweets sent to my phone see.

"@harry_styles: nothing like a little party to lighten to holiday ey lads?! ;)"

I just hope that Lolas friends dont mob us, but if they are all like Brodie i dont think ill be able to control my actions.

We all started to file into the living room one by one as each person got ready.

"Now i dont want any puking at this party and stick together dont go round in less than 2's an-" paul was interrupted by a door bell ring.

Thatll be Lola coming to get us.

Harry sprang up from his seat "ill get it" with a chirpy expression.

Lola came in wearing black jeans and a plaid shirt that looked like a boys, that was then tucked in to her jeans showing a brown belt that had a horse bit at the front. She was wearing brown high tops with multicoloured laces.

"You ready lads?" She smiled giddily at us. "Dont worry paul youll have them back in no time" she said tapping his shoulder as we all laughed.

We all walked out of the house in unison and towards the house blaring music. As we reached the house a girl of about Lolas age met us at the door, they were both hugging and laughing, this must be the famous Jazzy.

"Jazzy i have some friends i want you to meet"

Jazzy turned around and it seemed that all the air had been removed from her lungs when she saw us. "I think you know their names"

Jazzy just nodded frantically and we all introduced ourselves with a hug and our names.

Once the girls could get Jazzy to breathe we stepped inside the house and i turned to Lola and asked if she wanted a drink.

She could barely hear me but she nodded and smiled at me, that smile that gets your stomach to flip.

As i walked away to get her a drink, i was thinking whether liams plan would work or not. I started to walk back to Lola but i couldnt find her anywhere. I got caught up with louis and harry and their silly drinking competitions for a couple of hours.

I started getting tipsy and could just about to walk in a straight line. I was going to puke, but i couldnt find somewhere that i could be sick. I found myself climbing the stairs, i didn't know which door was to lead to the bathroom, so i tried all of them.i came across a bedroom but was shocked by what was in it. I shut the door as fast as i opened it, i dont think they saw. My heartbeat got quicker and i could feel the drum in my ears getting louder.

Next thing i know i was being picked up into a firemans lift and my vision started to black out more and more until i could only see darkness and hear feint voices.