They Don't Know About Us

Clubbing

I stood there for a minute, staring at Niall, unsure of what to say. Did he say he kissed Rachel? No, this can't be true.... Why would he do that? Does he love Rachel? I-I thought he loved me! Please say he won't break up with me. I finally mustered up enough strength to say, ".... D-Do you love her?"

Niall quickly shook his head, "No, it was a mistake. We had been in there for a while, and I missed you, and she missed Zayn. We were going insane. I had this image of you sitting beside me. I leaned in, and realized that I was kissing Rachel. Rachel thought the same thing. I felt bad about not telling you."

"If that's true then why didn't you tell me earlier?" I asked, confused.

"I was worried you'd be mad at me," Niall answered, truthfully. I smiled up at him, "Don't worry, Niall, I trust you."

He smiled back at me, "That is why I love you."

He leaned in, and quickly kissed my lips. We parted, and Niall said, "Oh, I forgot to tell you. We have a concert today, wanna come?"

"As long as I don't go on stage, because your fans sort of hate me," I replied.

"I would say they don't, but that would be lying," Niall answered, "Okay, well I'll tell the others."

Niall went upstairs, and I followed behind. We parted, and I decided to work on schoolwork for the time being.

*


"Nicole!" I heard Zayn call, "We're leaving!"

"Coming!" I replied. I shut off my laptop, and jumped off of my bed. I threw on my moccasins, and ran downstairs. When I reached the hallway, I grabbed my coat from the hook. I joined the others in the living room.

"Ready?" Liam asked. I nodded, "Yep."

I walked out to the car, walking beside Niall. I kept my distance away from Harry. I don't know what he'll do to me. Paul was picking us up, so we piled into his car. I sat in the back near the window. Niall was on my other side, and Liam was on Niall's other side. The car started up, and we drove to the concert.

We reached the building. Cheering fans lined the streets. I hate going through the crowds of fans. We got out, and Niall stayed close beside me. We started walking, and Niall intertwined his fingers with mine. He pulled me closer, so the fans wouldn't try to hurt me. The fans were cheering and screaming insults at me, but sadly, I was used to it, so I toned them out. We reached the building, and we walked in.
*


"What did you think of the concert?" Niall asked, as we got out of the car, and walked into our house. I opened up the door, and walked in, with Niall by my side, "I really liked it," I replied, "You guys performed great."

"Thanks, "Niall replied," But we have to ask you something

"What is it?" I asked, curiously. Niall looked nervous as he asked it, "Um, we were wondering if you could come clubbing with us?"

I frowned, "I don't know... I hate drinking.... And I don't think I'm really the type of person to go clubbing."

"You're obviously not," Louis replied, but it doesn't hurt to try something new

"But, do you really see me at a club?" I asked Louis. Louis shook his head, "No, not really. That's why it will be interesting!"

I frowned, "I don't know...."

"Please!" Niall begged, "Louis's bringing Eleanor, so you won't be the only girl. Please go, for me?"

I sighed, "Fine I'll go."

The boys all cheered. Then, I thought of something that would get me out of going, "But I don't have anything to wear to it."

"Don't worry, Louis bought you something," Niall replied. I stared at Louis, completely confused, "Louis....?"

Louis grinned deviously, "Oh, you'll love it!"

I frowned; it obviously was going to be some dirty dress that the boys would force me to wear. Louis ran upstairs to get it. In a few seconds, he ran downstairs with a dress. He handed me a short, sleeveless, sparkly black dress. My mouth gaped open, "You can't actually want me to wear this?!"

They all nodded simultaneously. I groaned, "You perverts..."

I trudged upstairs, as they cheered. I closed the door behind me. I first took a shower, and fixed up my hair. I next put on my makeup. I put on mascara and some light eye shadow and then bright red lipstick. Then I put on the tight, short dress. I groaned, as I looked how slutty I looked. I hope the boys will be happy....

I slipped on some black dangly earrings, and my promise ring. Lastly, I put on my heels. I quickly slipped my coat over the outfit. I really didn't want anyone to see me like this!

"NICOLE WE'RE LEAVING GET YOUR BUTT DOWN HERE!" I heard Louis call. I groaned, and trudged downstairs. When I walked down, their eyes widened, and their mouths opened. I felt my cheeks grow bright red, "U-Um, are we going?"

"You look... SEXY!" Louis yelled, I saw Niall glare at him. I laughed, "Well, look as much as you can, because I'm never wearing this EVER again."

"But, I can't see the dress I got you!" Louis complained. I shook my head, "I do not want to take this off!"

"You will have to eventually!" Louis replied, in a singsong voice. I groaned, and we piled into the car. Louis drove us down to the club. We arrived, and I really didn't want to go in.

"Do I have to?" I groaned. Niall nodded, "Please, babe?"

He kissed me on the cheek. I groaned, "Fine, but only for you."

"Besides, we need someone sober to drive us home," Zayn replied. I glared at them, "Is that the only reason you brought me?!"



Louis shook his head, "No, I wanted to see you in the dress."

"Louis, go talk to your girlfriend," I replied. Louis's eyes lit up, "Eleanor is probably here! Gotta go!"

Louis ran out of the car. I laughed, "Well, we lost Louis."

"Ready to go in?" Niall asked. I sighed, "Fine."

I had to take off my coat. I stripped off my coat, and the cold left my skin stinging. Niall's mouth gaped open, "Wow... you look gorgeous!"

I smiled, "Thank you, but I look slutty."

Niall shook his head, "You could never look slutty, you are beautiful."

I blushed, and Niall quickly kissed me on the lips.

"Hey, love birds, let's go in," Harry said. I frowned, "You're going clubbing two nights in a row?"

"Yeah, so?" Harry asked. I shrugged, "Your choice."

I need to remind myself to stay away from Harry. I have no idea what he'll do when he gets drunk. We all got out of the car. I walked beside Niall into the club. He held onto my hand, and we walked in. I immediately hated it. The lights were blinding, and it was too loud. The place smelled like alcohol and I wanted to leave. Niall looked down at me, "Come on, you promised," he begged. I sighed, "Fine, but only for a little."

Niall nodded, "Well, I'm going to the bar."

"I'll come, but I'm not drinking," I replied. He nodded, and led me over. We sat at the counter, and Niall got a drink. I sat there, with nothing to do. I hated this so much. I wanted to just stay at home. Soon, Zayn joined us, and started talking with Niall. The bartender offered me a drink, but I kindly refused. I continued trying to listen in to Niall and Zayn's conversation. I decided to just move for a minute, "Niall, I'll be back in a second."

"Where you going?" He asked.

"Bathroom," I replied. He nodded, and I got up. I started walking away, making sure to not trip in heels. As I was walking, I felt my foot hit something, and I started to fall. I felt my body flying towards the ground. Suddenly, I felt a pair of arms catch me.

"You okay?" I heard a deep voice say. I looked up to see Harry. He had caught me. I could see a hazy look in his eyes, and he looked a little drunk, but not too bad. I nodded, "Yeah, I'm fine, I'll just go..."

"Come on, why don't you dance?" Harry asked. I shook my head, "No, I'm just gonna go to the bathroom."

I started to walk away, but Harry grabbed onto my arm, and pulled me close to him. I could feel his hot breath against my skin, "Come on, babe," He mumbled into my ear. I tried to pull away, but his grip was too strong.

"Harry, let go of me!" I commanded. He smiled, "In your dreams."

He pulled me closer, and crashed his lips onto mine.