It has been about a week since my brothers have left town. Sam and I have been going out and it's going really well. One night he asked me to go to a really cool party at somebody's house I can't remember who's it is. He said it was going to be awesome so I agreed to go.
"Woah. You look... great!" Exclaimed Sam. "Why thank you. You don't look so bad yourself." I chuckled back. "Ready to go?" I nodded kinda nervous because I've never really been to a party before. I didn't want to admit that to Sam because he seemed like he has been to multiple parties.
Once we got there we got a couple of drinks and started dancing. "So who's party is this anyway?" I shouted over the load music. "Not sure. A buddy of mine invited me and said I could bring someone." He yelled back.
After about 2 hours I lost him and started to just dance and have fun. Then I was suddenly grabbed from behind and I felt someone start to grab my butt. "HEY. GET OFF ME!!" I screamed. Nobody heard me screaming. Then this blond guy punches that jerk square in the face.
"GET OFF HER!!!" He screamed. The guy got up and ran out of the house. The guy that saved me took me back to a room and sat me on the bed. "Are you okay?" He said. He had a heavy Irish accent and beautiful blue eyes. His hair was a blondish way it had a bit of brown in it though. Even though we had never met I have seen him before I just couldn't put my finger on it.
"Yea... I guess. Thanks for saving me back there." I smiled. "No problem. I mean no one was going to do anything so I just did what needed to be done." He smiled back. We sat there in silence just looking at the ground.
"So did you come here with your best friend your boyfriend?" He kinda trailed off. "It's complicated. I mean I came here with a guy but I don't know if you would call us friends or boyfriend and girlfriend." I said kinda shy. "I lost him about an hour ago. Can't find him any where." I said. I seemed a bit loopy so I'm guessing I was a bit drunk.
"Oh. I can help you find him if you want?" "That would be great!" I said a bit more excited sounding than I wanted it to. "Well you must be a big fan. I can sign something for you." He said looking at me laughing. "Umm excuse me? 'Big fan'?" I said a bit confused. "Umm ever heard of one direction? You know. The number one boy band in the world." I just sat there with a confused look on my face as he stared at me blankly.
"Your in one direction?" I asked. "Yea. Niall Horan... that doesn't ring a bell?" "It does but why would I want an autograph?" I just stared at him. "Well your a girl aren't you. You love one direction. Oh I get it, your a Harry girl aren't 'cha?" He asked with a smirk. "Umm no. I'm not that cliche. I don't fall for a boy band who just dates for publicity and doesn't even make their own songs?" He stared at me dazzled by my independence.
"I need to go find my friend." I walked out of the room trying to process what just happens in my drunk mind. As I looked around for Sam I got thirsty and went to go get a drink. I looked around and then I started looking around.
I was walking and I saw this couple with their tongues down the others throat. I turn and saw the guy and tears started to run down my face. My eyes heated up as I slowly walked up to clarify. I looked dead in sam's eyes and saw the gilt but he kept on kissing her like he never saw me. My eyes were burning from the tears. I stomped up to him and just trough my martini in his face.
The girl just had a disgusted look on her face. "What the heck! This outfit costs more than your house!" She screamed. " Well better go ask daddy for a new one." I looked dead in Sam's eyes. I just started balling. Then I felt a sting in my cheek. I looked up seeing the glare in that girl's eyes.
"Leave us alone you freak!" She yelled. I backed away slowly going back to the bar taking 10 shots at the least. I felt my heart break in my chest with every one I took. I heard repeatedly in my head,"Your nothing. No one will ever love you. Your are worthless." Then I blacked out.
I woke up with my throbbing head in a strangers bed. There was no one in it except for me. Thank God. "Good morning." I heard that Irish accent. I turned and saw him with a cup of coffee in his hands. "What happened?" I asked. As he explained all the memories started flowing back into my throbbing mind.
I started sobbing and Niall gave me a hug and shushed me. "Hey it's okay." He whispered. "I knew I shouldn't have dated him. I shouldn't have ever fallen for anyone." I mumbled. "What do you mean?" He had his eye brows furrowed in concern. "I had my heart broken by a different guy. I had never trusted another guy until Sam came along. Then I had fallen... hard. And I should have gone with my first instinct which was to not trust him." I looked over and I saw a look of sadness on his face.
"I'm so sorry. For what happens and for what I sa-" I cut him off. "No you don't need to be sorry. I was being a jerk and I shou-" then he cut me off. "I shouldn't have assumed you were a fan... that was rude." We sat in silence. "I can run you home." He said. "Yes please I would like to go home." He nodded and took me home.
"OH MY FREAKING GOSH!!!! YOU ARE ALIVE and with NIALL HORAN!!!!!!" Ugh does she always have to be this way? I just let her scream. And then she stared at him. Well there goes his secret drop off.
A/N: Sorry I haven't posted in a while hope you like this chapter. ILY
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Luck of the Irish
RomanceAmanda has had her rough times with love. But once her new neighbor shows her what terrible people guys are, she meets Niall Horan. When he starts falling for her he stops himself so he doesn't hurt her. But then she try's to deny her love for him t...