Frat Boy Niall

Chapter 1

Just so we're clear, this chapter will be short and I'm not gonna lie, it won't be that entertaining, but I hope you stick with the story because well it's about Frat Boy Niall. Also, I don't claim Niall or any of the boys that will be included in the fanfic acually behave like this. Enjoy??????

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"Mom, I swear I'm okay," I wine, I mean, I know I'm now in my college dorm, about to go off into this crazy small world, but she was overdoing it. 

"I'm sorry, I just... You're growing up too fast," She weeps, and my father actually has to come in and reassure her that I am gonna be okay, which I'm sure is hard for him to believe too.

"Okay, okay, bye Bridgette, I love you." They both hug me and it kinda starts hitting me that I'm not gonna be living with them anymore... I'm gonna be stuck in here, in this dorm, with some girl I haven't even actually met yet. When was I going to meet her anyways? 

"Bye Mom, love you too," And she actually lets go of me, and before I know it they're gone. And I'm stuck here, unpacking for the day.

My roommate came in and introduced herself as Daisy. 

"Listen, I know you're a freshman and you're new and all that, but I think we should go meet people. Let's go to the boys' soccer practice." She offers. What was she saying? Why the hell would we go to watch sweaty boys play soccer?

"Daisy, not to be a downer or anything, but why in the hell would we do that?"  I ask, and she just chuckles and I all of a sudden feel stupid for asking. Oh no, don't tell me she's one of those boys-crazed girls, I might throw up.

"You don't... You don't wanna go to watch them right?" And she kind of gives me a cocky look, and I regret saying it.

"Well why not?" She asks like I'm the dumbest person in the world, and I kinda just stand there, like an absolute idiot. 

She laughs again at me.

"C'mon, we're going!" She pulls me off my small, uncomfortable bed that I was just sitting on moments ago. And now I'm going to watch sweaty, most likely immature boys play soccer.

We get there maybe after ten minutes of walking and the whole time we were just trying to get to know each other, and she's actually a very cool person. She's majoring in Art and Geography, while I'm majoring in English and Science. She's a year older than me so she's 19 years old. 

"So, see anyone that you'd fuck?" She asks and I slap her arm jokingly.

"Daisy! You already know I'm not like that," And she just giggles. 

"Hey, hey, I know, but would you?" She asks, all of a sudden serious. 

"Would I what?" 

"Fuck any of them,"

"Uh, I don't know... I don't really know any of them..."

She laughs like it was the funniest thing she's ever heard and I'm beyond confused now.

"What? Why do you keep laughing at me!" I ask, curiously.

"Bridgette, you really think they would want to know you before they fuck you? They're frat boys, they don't have time for that."

Ah, frat boys. The most immature boys maybe in the world, I've heard tons of stories about the stupidity of them. And here I was, actually thinking of who I would fuck out of them. But I couldn't see them all, it was hard to look at their faces when they were all moving so fast with their coach screaming at them telling their "fat asses to make a good play or else they wouldn't leave the field until midnight" And suddenly two of the boys run up to us, and god, are they attractive or what. I'm surprised when the one boy reaches over the fence seperating Daisy and I from the soccer team and kisses her. He had curly, dark brown hair, and she giggled as soon as he kissed her.

"What are you doing?" She questioned him, blushing like a little school girl. And I suddenly drift from their little conversation and look at the other boy that came up running next to the other kid, and he notices me staring, I mean, of course he does, I'm about 3 feet away from him, and he gives me a cocky smirk. I raise my eyebrows, and he sees it. 

"Got an eye problem babe?" He asks with a cocky ass tone and the first thing I register from his voice was his accent, it was Irish and very thick and deep, he wasn't from here. And I stutter when suddenly Daisy saves my ass.

"Oh Niall quit it, she's new here, she's a freshman, plus, weren't you two just supposed to be coming over here to get a quick sip of water?" She says matter-of-factly. 

"Yeah baby, I'll see you tonight at the Frat Party, you are coming, right?" The curly haired boy asks her.

"Of course, and I was wondering Harry, can I take her?" She points to me and I go wide-eyed. Me? Going to a frat party? I don't know if that was my thing. I mean I was the closest thing to a goodie-goodie on this whole campus, and suddenly his eyebrows raise.

"Yeah, sure, why not?" He says and he actually seems like a nice kid. And Daisy looks over at me and smiles really wide, oh no.

"You? Going to a frat party?" Niall chuckles and I wanna slap the arrogant out of him. 

Suddenly they get called back to the field, thank god. And I know it's stupid to say, but I'm kinda a little hurt by Niall's words. Was I not cool enough to go to a frat party? Was I not attractive enough? Maybe he was just cocky to everyone. I really hoped that was the case.

But what am I saying? Why do I care what he thinks of me? It's not like I like him, I don't even know him for crying out loud! He was attractive, and when I say attractive, I mean really attractive. But his personality? That needed some work. Shit, what am I saying, again? It's not like I'm gonna get involved with him! I shook those thoughts out of my head as Daisy proposed that we go back to the dorm to get ready for the frat party tonight.