The Boy Who Gave Me Hope (Niall Horan Fan-fiction.)

Chapter 5

Stacy’s POV -

Flipping through all the clothes in my closet, I only found one shirt I thought would go well with the black skirt I picked out. It had silver sparkles all over with black ones every now and then. I changed and looked in my full body mirror. The skirt came up to about my belly button and the shirt was tucked under (outfit on side). I went into the bathroom and applied a little eyeliner mascara and shadow, since my skin was pretty much clear; I decided to skip the cover-up.  

I was finally ready but I still had another hour before Niall would be here to pick me up. I was feeling a little insecure about this whole party thing. The more I thought about it, I felt like I needed to just stay home. I’ve never been to a party and for me to not know what to wear or how to act… I might and probably will embarrass myself. My thoughts were interrupted by someone ringing the doorbell, I went to go check and look through the peep hole. I saw Niall standing there just waiting. He looked really good.

I unlocked the door and welcomed him in.

“don’t mind the boxes. It’s still a work in progress.” I smiled. He laughed and then took my hand and walked me out. Since moving here, I’ve gotten really use to Niall grabbing my hand, but I really didn’t mind.  “Ready?” he smiled while opening my door. I hopped in, making sure my skirt didn’t come up.  I watched him run around to his door and climb in.

“You look nice.” Niall complimented me and of course, I blushed. I turned to look out the window and just think about the night ahead of me.

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The drive was only about 10 minutes but when we arrived I was surprised when I saw how many people were here. The party was in full swing. I got out of the car and Niall came over to me quickly grabbing my hand. “I don’t know anybody here.” I whispered in Niall’s ear. He bent down and whispered back. “Don’t worry, stay with me.” He reassured me by squeezing my hand gently. We walked into the crowded house and into the kitchen.

“Aye! It’s Niall guys!” A guy in Niall’s grade screamed to the rest.  There attention was then diverted to me. “Who’s your friend Nialler.” The guy winked. Niall squeezed my hand once more and introduced us.

“Stacy, Max. Max, Stacy.” He gestured between us. We shook hands and moved on. After I was introduced to the whole group Niall went to go get us drinks. “So Stacey, are you and Niall together?” I was shocked when he asked me that. Me and Niall weren’t a ‘thing’ and I barely knew him. “Nooo, just friends.” I shook my head. He chuckled and then moved closer to my ear. “That’s good news.” He breathily whispered in my ear. I moved away slightly when I saw Niall coming back. Man I was happy to see him. “Here ya go.” Niall said handing me the blue liquid. I took a sip. I choked a little and looked at Niall.

“Niall? What is this…” I asked. He told me vodka and I was a little surprised. I’ve never drank in my life. Especially not straight up vodka… “Did you want something else? I could get you pop!” Niall looked nervous. He started to turn to get me something else, but I caught his arm. “Nooo, it’s ok. This is fine.” I didn’t like the taste but it seemed to be making me loosen up, become less nervous.

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Niall’s POV -

I’ve been watching Stacy pretty intensively too make sure she doesn’t get into any trouble. She drank at least 3 cups of the Vodka and you could tell she was drunk. She was dancing on the dance floor crazily with some girls in her grade. I’m not sure if she knew them, but I’m sure she made new friends tonight. She caught my gaze and walked closer slowly. I grinned and she took my hands in hers. “Why are you just standing here!? Have fun!” she shouted over the music. I chuckled and dragged her behind me. I took her to the backyard and onto the swing. We both sat and she looked confused. “Are you having fun?” I asked her. She nodded and then giggled. I’ve never seen her out of her shy state, so this was amusing. “Stacey, tell me about your old school.” The question slipped my mouth because I wanted to know more about her. The smile instantly faded but then she forced a new one. A pained one.

“My old school wasn’t exactly, nice. The people there didn’t like me, I guess.” She told me. I could tell she was hurt talking about it so I changed the subject quickly. “Do you like rosewood so far?” she instantly smiled again and nodded. She was so adorable. “The people are way nicer.” I felt bad, because she would soon come to realize, rosewood wasn’t always a happy cool school.

“Have you ever kissed someone?” I blurted out without even thinking. Nice one Niall, way to make her think you’re a creep. Her eyes slightly widened and she shook her head slowly. Since the question was already out, I decided… why not take advantage of it? “Do you want to kiss someone…” I asked, waiting for any response. She paused then began to reply. “As in a first kiss or…” I nodded. I wanted to be her first kiss. She nodded back, answering my question from earlier. I leaned in slightly, waiting to see if she would back away, when she didn’t I went closer.. I cupped her cheek in my hand and slowly connected our lips.

Stacy’s POV-

Our lips fit perfectly, it felt amazing. They moved in sync and in the moment it felt like it was meant to be. That is until the flash light shining in our face ruined it. 

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