Frat Boy Niall

Chapter 2

A/N: Okay so this is Chapter 2! I hope you guys give me feedback. The story will get more entertaining as it goes on, enjoy!

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"Daisy, are you sure I should be going to this party?" I ask, and I kinda really hope she tells me I don't have to go. But, of course, that's not the case.

"Bridgette, what is wrong? Jesus, you asked that over 4 times already! It's in two hours so come on, get changed, you can borrow one of my dresses."

I shrug, okay, I'll admit it, Niall kinda did ruin my mood... I mean, the way he said it and all, I just can't get it out of my head, I feel like I'm out of place.

Daisy notices the look on my face and puts her hand on my shoulder.

"Listen, Bridge, can I call you that? Yeah, I'm gonna call you that. But anyways, if it's about what Niall said, he's like that to everyone. I'ts Niall Horan for crying out loud. It's really no hard feelings, but if I were you, I'd go over to my bed, pick up that red dress by my suitcase, and put it on so we can go. I promise it will be fun."

So it was true, he was like that to everyone. Now I was gonna go, and I was gonna get Niall out of my head.

The dress was really tight, but it showed off my curves really well. Not to sound conceited or anything, but I looked good. I came out of the bathroom and Daisy clapped her hands, showing that she was excited.

"Bridgette! You look hot! Guys will have their hands all over you!" She says, smiling wide, and I blush at the thought.

Will Niall see me? I wonder what he'll think about me after tonight. Oh no, I'm doing it again. Niall probably doesn't even remember what he said to me about an hour ago, hell, Niall doesn't even know my name!

It was finally time to go and I only put on a bit of make up (I never put on a lot, I try to be as natural as I can without looking like I just woke up), my hair was straightened, and the red dress was hugging my figure perfectly. 

To my surprise, the frat house wasn't far away from our dorm. Maybe, four or five blocks? Not like I counted.

We walk in and we're greeted by the curly haired boy again, Harry I think his name was. 

"Daisy, you look hot babe," He says and I can't help but feel like a third wheel for a few seconds, then he turns his attention to me.

"Hey... Um..." 

"Bridgette," I smile at his loss of words knowing that he didn't know my name yet.

"Bridgette, yeah, hey Bridgette, I'm glad you could make it." He gives a warm smile, and it's welcoming. Unlike Niall's cocky smirk earlier.