Forgotten (A Niall Horan Fan Fiction)

Chapter 3

"Where do you think you're going sweetheart?" Niall slurred behind me, he grabbed my wrist and spun me back around. "Somebody is a little shy." He teased. My jaw tightened and my eyes snapped to face him.

"Don't fucking talk to me asshole." I growled. Niall's tongue wetted his lips and he smirked.

"Don't you get when you are feisty that it just turns me on even more Charlie?" I saw him place his hand on his crotch softly groaned about his frustration. His eyes snapped opened and he placed his hand on my waist and stepped closer. His lips were inches away from mine and I felt myself trying to back up but his hands were firmly on my hips. "Stop trying to resist me Charlie we both know you want it." His eyes were glossy. And his breath smelled like beer and mints. His hands were traveling my body slowly, my hand rose up to his cheek I was almost about to hit him. His hand came up and grabbed my hand. He pushed my arms against the wall and pushed my body against the wall with his. His lips went to my ear and he harshly whispered, "wanna try that again sweetheart?" My mouth fell open, and Niall smirked before connecting my lips with his. I stood frozen, his lips moved on mine, trying desperately to get a reaction. "Kiss me, Charlie." He pleaded against my lips. His hands roamed my stomach and found their way to my butt. His hand squeezed my butt roughly, I squealed and Niall took that chance to slip his tongue into my mouth. "Please." He whispered again. I pulled my head back away from Niall's and turned it away so he couldn't see my face. He took my jaw in his hand and pushed my eyes back towards his. "You really are a challenge huh." He laughed and smiled, a real smile not one of those devious smirks.

"How'd you get my phone number." I asked quietly. Niall shook his head laughing.

"You see Char, I can get whatever I want, I asked around and it was easy as that." I looked down and tried to move away from him. "Nuh-uh." He warned, pulling me back to my place on the wall.

"Niall..." I said, trailing off at the end. Niall groaned and his lips found my ear.

"I'm gonna make you scream my name just like that baby." Niall purred.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" I asked angrily. Niall didn't respond, he just smiled and shook his head. I pushed my face away from Niall's, my neck strained and my body twisted as I tried to break from his grip.

"Is there a problem here?" I heard a deep voice ask. I looked over to see a tall, dark haired boy standing next to us. His hair fell like a wave off his forehead and his eyes were a soft carmel brown. He is a couple inches taller then I am, I looked up to him and a soft whimper escaped my lips. "Let her go Niall." He barked. Niall's hold released and he sent daggers to the guy before walking away.

"Thank you." I whispered before looking up into his eyes. He smiled and nodded.

"Yeah Niall is a jerk and tries to get with every girl. You in a particular I think, he likes you because you re a challenge for him." The boy explained. I silently nodded.

"I'm Charlie." I said,

"Dylan." He replied. Dylan looked down at me. He whispered something in my ear. "Would you like to dance with me?" He said. I looked up at him grinning like an idiot and nodded. The loud rap music was obnoxious in this room. "I don't think you wanna dance like that huh." Dylan said, gesturing over to the guy and girl grinding on each other.

"Lets go outside." I said. I followed him through the path of sweaty bodies to the back door. I stepped out into less of a swarm of bodies and more of breathing room.