Prince Charming// Niall Horan

Six

(Continue from chapter 4)

GENEVIEVE'S POV

I sit in the back of Harry's black Range Rover behind Louis. Harry puts the car in drive, as soon as he's does Louis put his hand on top of his.

It's now 10:15 as we pull up to a club, amused that it's only ten blocks away. "I'll keep that in mind", I think to myself as Harry parks the car.

Louis turns to me, "Ready to have some fun?" Louis asks.

I smile "Yeah, I really am up for that." I say and I see Harry smile, showing both his dimples, his eyes lit up just by looking at louis.

"You can dance and drink with my boyfriend as long as I get to dance with him too." Harry said.

"Deal!" I say and walk beside the perfect couple.

"Maybe this wasn't a totally bad idea." I say so low that the wind just takes it way. And with that we enter the club, Louis and I walk over to the bar.

I stand behind Louis knowing that I'm under age. "Hey can I have three shots of vodka and two martinis- actually make that three."

I kept poking him in the arm because I want a martini too. The young man nods and as soon as he walks away Louis turns to me.

"Ouch!" He says into my ear, I laugh "Sorry I wanted one too." I say into his ear so he can hear me.

I take the shot of vodka. The liquid burns my insides as I swallow it. I've never really drank before. I've thought about it and I liked the concept of forgetting my life, but I've always been too scared of taking that chonce. Now nothing is holding me back, I'm at a nightclub with two awesome people that I just met, and I don't care what my "parents" thing because they aren't my parents to begin with. I just don't care anymore.

I look to my left and see a familiar face. I see Dave sitting a couple seats to my left. I grab my martini and walk to him, "Hey Dave! How's it going?" I say to him as he turns my way holding a brown drink in his hands. He's wearing his infamous Beatles t-shirt that us a bit too tight for him.

"Hey Gen! where-you've been?" He replies, slurring all his words.

He then starts talking about the Beatles.

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It has been thirty minutes since I've started to talk to Dave about the Beatles and I've had four shots of vodka and five martinis.

I felt like I could do anything. I was no longer dealing with my life. I was free. The sky wasn't the limit, because I was higher than that.

I leave Dave and head straight towards the middle of the dance floor, where everyone is gathered dancing, grinding eachother. I find Louis and Harry making out next to me.

It was all a blur. It all happened too fast and I'll had was snippets of last night. For some reason someone's blue eyes were in my head.

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Niall's POV

It is now Friday, I get dressed in a navy blue shirt with a collar, I unbutton a few buttons on the top, and sleeves that stop at my elbow. I throw on a part of jeans at have holes in the knees, "can't be too classy" I think with a smile growing on my face, I miss that bastard and Louis. I also throw on a pair of shoes that I've been wearing for the past couple of days.

Harry texted me the address. I get into my car, start the engine and drive to the nightclub.

I park my car and and start to head inside the nightclub as sweaty girls and a couple of guys behind them exist. The girls wear really short skirts and the tiniest shirt that I've ever seen. I walk past them as a girl hits me "accidentally" falls on me.

"Oh sorry, didn't see you there." The girl with short blonde hair said to me. I stood there, disgust written clearly across my face. She then put her hand on my arm and moved in real close.

"Do you want to get out of here and come to my apartment?" She said trying to be seductive.

"Sorry love, I have a girlfriend." I say back and walk away. I enter the bar and text one of my best mates Harry. "Hey are you guys here yet? I'm by the bar." I text and which in second I see the curly haired boy and his sassy boyfriend.

I walk over to them kinda pushing people to get to them. "Hey lads!" I yell so they can hear me over this loud music.

"Niall!" They scream at the same time "I want you to meet someone if only I could find her." Harry says looking around "oh well when she pops up I'll show you her." Harry say and wraps his arm around my shoulder. "I'm going to go get a drink."

I yell and walk off. My eyes meet those crystal blue eyes that I've been dreaming about for weeks.

My eyes don't leave hers till someone asks me what I want to drink. I look over at them a little pissed "I'll have a beer." I say and that's when I feel someone tap my shoulder.

I turn and see her, I'm shocked but I recover quickly. "Hey" she says I can tell she's drunk but I can't let her go. "Hey I'm Niall Horan." I say holy fuck Niall you're blowing it she didn't ask for your name! I mentally slap myself.

"Cute name I'm um Genevieve Smith" I can see the wheels turning as she talks. "Lovely name Genevieve do u want to dance?" I ask as the guy comes back with my beer.

"I would love to, Niall" she smiles a perfect smile. "Great follow me" I say and grab her hand she doesn't let go or protest. I take her to the table. I'm sitting at with Harry and Louis so I can put down my beer.

I thank god that they are not there. I take her to the dance floor. One of my favorite songs comes on Let Her Go By Passenger. It was a dance remix that sound great. "I love this song" she says "I do to." I say as I put my hands on her hips and she start to move to the music.

She dances like a professional it's beautiful. She stop and I still move us a little. When she pulls out her phone and then looks at me. "I'm sorry Niall I have to go." She say and goes to turn around and walk away.

I grab her arm and pull her back to me and kiss her with everything I have. She kiss me back with just as much passion. She is the only thing I want. The music goes dead I hear nothing and feel nothing but our passion for each other.

We both pull apart "I wish I didn't have to go." She says into my neck as she hugs me goodbye. "Then don't." I simply answer "I have to, goodbye, maybe we'll meet again one day when I'm drunk."

She say and I chuckle "yeah maybe." She lets go of me and start to walk away I'm still hold her arm but letting her leave me.

When I feel something in my hand I look down and see her bracelet. I smile "I guess we will be meeting again then Genevieve Smith."