This Love (Niall fanfiction)

chapter 10

Cleo's P.O.V

I was dancing by myself near the stupid little stool that Niall told me to stay on. After about 5 minutes, Niall still isn't back and my throat feels dry. I stumble to the bar even though it's only a few footsteps.

I order a bottle of water and sit on the stool to wait for my drink. The bartender shoots winks before he goes to get what I asked for. He looks like he's in his late 30's. His black hair and a matted black short beard makes my flesh crawl. I spin around facing the crowd and begin to look around for Niall, I see him nowhere in sight. I turn around and find my water in front of me.

I take a sip out of the medium sized glass. While the glass is tilted at an angle, making the water quench my thirst; I notice my water fizz.

"Why is this fizzing?" I call the bartender over.

"I didn't give you that. I just now got the bottle." He lifts the bottle up to show me. My face drops in confusion and fear.

"So, whose is this?" I gesture to the glass that I sat down on the counter top.

"I'm not sure, but here." He takes the glass away and slides me the cold water bottle. I'm not even thirsty anymore. I turn around on the chair, looking for anyone that looks suspicious.

Niall stands in front of me once he's back. "That line was outrageous." He says.

He gently grabbed my wrist and led me to the dance floor, but I can't focus correctly.

I try to push those thoughts away and enjoy right now. He stood himself closely behind me and grabbed my hips to bring me closer to him. Our bodies danced closely together to the beat. Sweaty bodies bumped into ours, Niall not really minding, but I do. If I were sober I probably would've pushed them away and I wouldn't be dancing on Niall like this, but I'm not sober, so oh well.

A body accidentally barely bumped into mine, making me stumble back more than I should have. The control over my body seems to draining. My head feeling like it's floating and my legs becoming increasingly numb. I'd rather not tell Niall because I feel like it would ruin the moment we're in.

Our bodies roll against one another, still pressed together. My vision blurs a bit and my head sways. My head feels so heavy. The room is spinning. I put my arms out to regain my balance once I had caught myself from falling. 

"Are you okay?" He spins me around staring into my eyes. He has about three heads and my head feels like it weighs a ton and I can't lift it.

"Of cor- course." I giggle and almost fall.

"No, you aren't. What else did you have?" I feel Niall throw my arm around his shoulder as I stumble over. I can't stop laughing even though nothing is funny.

"Water with bubbles," I laugh and almost fall on my knees. I feel a small pain in my stomach, but it doesn't hurt enough for me to say anything. I stumble around in my heels, wishing I hadn't worn them suddenly.