Running Wild (A Niall Horan Fanfiction)

Runninf Wild-Chapter 4

I can't believe I got Nialls number! He's so fucking hot. It's nine o'clock and I still haven't received any calls or texts from my parents. What the fuck is up with them?

"Let's go clubbing" Becky sighs and cigarette fumes fill the air around us.

"Omg yes!" Meli squeals.

We get dressed into our clubbing outfits and apply as much make up as possible. We want to get some tonight so looking like sluts will make it easier. My dress is tight and the top is cut low. Fingers crossed there are some hot guys at this club.

We strut over to the club and Meli hands me some fake id. People stare at us as we walk in. Yeh, that's right bitches, you can look but you can't touch.

Within minutes I have downed three glasses of cherry vodka and have no control over my intoxicated body.

"Bring on the shots!" I scream over the music and Meli and Becky walk over to me with shot glasses.

"We need more" I moan as the last drop of spirit falls from my shot glass. I look around the club to find some more drink. Holy fuck. Is that them? Niall and Harry stand in the entrance of the club with a glass each.

Nialls eyes meet mine and he licks his bottom lip. Fuck. I need him in me right now.

I bite my lip and stumble over to him. He grins and walks over to me. Is he drunk?

"Hey beautiful. I was hoping I would see you again." He whispers in my ear.

I grab a fistful of his shirt and lead him over to dance. He walks with me and I know he is drunk. Good. This will make it easier.  

Hot sweaty bodies stumbled around the dance floor. Nialls big hands gripped my butt and I grinded against him. His breathing quickened and I could feel his heart race get faster as he hardened under me. Shit. I turn round and press my lips against his. His tongue slips into my mouth and I grip onto his hair and tug at it. He moans. I want to hear that sound again.

We pull out of the kiss and I gasp for air. He looks into my eyes and I can tell he wants it. I put my hands down his trousers and tug at the ring of his boxers which had become tighter during our kiss.

Without thinking any more I grab hold of his hand and pull him into the bathroom. Holy shit. This could get interesting.