Separated [Niall Horan]

Chapter Five - Adriana's P.O.V

"Mom!! I have nothing to wear!!"

I have absolutely nothing to wear to the welcome party for the freshmen. Apparently, we have to go to a club, so skinny jeans and a top isn't really a perfect outfit. Today was an okay day. I made some new friends: Eleanor and Perrie. They showed me around the university, because apparently they knew the uni very well. They're really sweet and they were the ones who told me there was going to be a party. But, the problem is I have nothing to wear. At. All. Urgh, can life get any worse?

We arrived at the club and saw loads of people arriving. Like, 10 minutes before the party I had called Perrie for a dress and she instantly fixed me up with the most gorgous dress ever. It was a black sparkly dress that came up to mid-thigh. She even got me some shoes which were these cute black wedges. This girl has some fashion-sense!

We stepped into the club and immediately headed for the bar. Just then, I noticed the boy from the Hall, the one with blue eyes and blonde hair. He's my type of appearance but not personality. He seemed like a total wannabe badass in the Hall this morning. I immediately put that thought into the back of my mind and I made a vow to myself to have a good time.

The next thing you know, a guy tries to hook up with me and saying these cheesy quotes from like....err....1987?! Gosh, these dudes do NOT know how to hook up with a girl. Knowing I was in a bad situation, Eleanor hauled me up onto the dance floor as soon as my favourite song started playing. I started to dance, but then I felt a little queasy and squashed so I decided to step outside for a little bit fo fresh air.

"Perrie! Eleanor! I'm just going to go outside, okay?"

I couldn't hear their voices so I just went outside anyway. As soon as I went outside, cold breeze slapped me hard in the face. I instantly felt sober, however I felt quite cold. Whilst I was looking out into the starry sky, someone whispered into my ear,

"Beautiful, isn't it?"

I turned around to find the smirking blonde haired, blue eyed wannabe staring straight at me. I nodded and kept my distance from him. Then i noticed he was taking out a packet of cigarettes and took one out. He was not a wannabe badass, but a smoking wannabe badass. He puffed a few times and then he spoke.

"Horan. Niall Horan.", whilst pulling his hand out for a handshake.

Realising he was introducing himself, I introduced myself as well.

"Adriana May Greene.", I shook his hand also.

I have to admit. His hands were the warmest and softest hands ever. I didn't really want to let go, but I had to. He smiled and looking straight into my green eyes. Oh, those blue orbs were hipnotising me this second.

"Your eyes are beautiful.", I barely whispered.

He must have heard me because he smirked and then tilted his head back and laughed. I felt really embarassed so I turned around. After he stopped laughing, he took off his blazer and handed it to me. After mumbling a 'thanks', I put it on and immediately felt comfort and warmth. This dude isn't a wannabe badass after all.