This Love (Niall fanfiction)

chapter 11

Niall's P.O.V -

Whenever I came back I saw a water bottle in front of Cleo. I ignored it and went to stand with her. We get to the dance floor and she keeps flopping everywhere. I already know she's drunk, she was intoxicated before I even went to pee. Her arms go out as she attempts to balance herself. Once I turned her around, her eyes are wondering slowly, her head is going all sorts of directions, and her legs keep stumbling.

"What are you doing to me?" Cleo slurs, tripping over her own feet, landing on her stomach. I tried to catch her.

"Ow!" She tries to stand up, but I help her up before she falls again.

I hoist her arm around my shoulder to help her walk. I would carry her, but there's just way too many people in here and that would just attract attention towards us.

"Are you trying to do dirty things with me? No! Don't do that to m- ow, ow, ow!" She slurs, then whines while she almost falls forward, her ankles are wobbly.

"I am not going to do anything to you." The heels she's wearing just might snap her ankles in half.

"Stop walking so fast! These shoes-are h-hurting." I thought she was falling forward..she's just trying to bend down to take her shoes off.

I open the exit door and hear the clap of thunder along with the heavy raindrops hitting the ground. I sigh and began walking outside, getting soaked, but not caring.

"Stand still." I take her heels off and carry them while she walks bare foot.

"My boobs hurt. I fell down on the ground. Inside of that place," She points at the club.

"You're very drunk..of course you fell." I respond and she pouts.

"Nooo, you're drunk. I'm happy."

"What did you drink in there?" I ask her, still walking to my car, but her body collapses, indicating that she had passed out, but I catch her waist before she falls completely. I hooked my arms under her legs and walked faster to black vehicle, effortlessly. Her long brown hair was bouncing everywhere as I sped up my pace.

People outside were giving me strange looks going to my car. I don't blame them. I'm holding a passed out girl in my hands in the middle of a thunder storm.

As I was carrying her in the rain I noticed my jacket on the left side was kind of pasty looking almost. It looks like paint, but it's not a solid as paint. It must be from Cleo, it has to be, this wasn't on here before I picked her up. We get to the car and I opened up the passenger door, placing her inside. As soon as I was about to close the door she fell over and I realized I forgot to put her seat belt on. I reach my arm across her body and pull her by her  shoulder, making her sit up straight.

She randomly goes flying forward because she's passed out and has no control of her body. I bring her back up and see ink. I move her hair off of her shoulders and get closer to get a better look of what's on her top left shoulder. It was a tattoo of birds flying out of birdcage leaving feathers behind.

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