Letting Go (Niall Horan AU)

Chapter 4

"What the fuck are ya doin' in my room?!"
The boy who I assume is Irish from his accent. He's wearing black skinny jeans and white loose tank top that shows off his many tatoos. I notice he has a lip and eyebrow piercing.

"I uhm..." I stutter not knowing what to do. I stand up and he closes the door behind him. This is scaring me.

"Did you touch any of my stuff?"
He says looking around his room as if I spray painted his walls. Soon his eyes finds me and he looks me up and down. I feel suddenly very self concious In this short dress.

"No." I shake my head slightly.

"Why are you in here?"
He asks his anger fading slightly.

"I couldn't find a quiet place without people having sex in the corner."

He eyes me again.

"Why did you need a quiet place?"
Well nosy isn't he?

"None of your business." I reply stubbornly.

"It sure as hell is my business being you did it in my room."

"I just called my friend, calm down."

"Calm down?"
He asks his anger rising again.

"Never mind. I'm just gonna go now..."
I start walking towards him to get to the door, but he stands in the way.
"Can I help you?"
I asks cautiously.

"What's your name?"

"Huh?"

"What is your name?"
He repeats slower this time.

"October..... Maine. I prefer Toby."
I try to pretend like I'm not scared.

"I'm Niall."

"Last name?"
I raise an eyebrow and look up at him. He's a good 5 inches taller than me. I notice his eyes just then. They're a gorgeous blue. Like the ocean they are dark and deep. They are beautiful.

He notices me staring, and smirks a little, but it quickly is gone.

"Horan."

"What?"
I can't remember what I asked.

"My last name is Horan."

"Oh ya.."
How did this conversation start from almost throwing me out his window to almost casual.

"Well then Ill see you around campus?"

"I guess."
I shrug, then open the door and walk out.
"Bye Niall."
I say as he slams his door in my face.

As I start walking back down the hall I literally bump into Harry.
"Hey Toby!" The smell of beer whafts off of his breath.
"Hello."
"Where have you been? Come on ill show you to my friends!"
He grabs me by the wrist and my braclets press into my cuts painfully. He drags me down the hall into a room with a pool table couches and a tv. It reeks of alcohol.

He stumbles over to a group of tatooed and pierced boys and girls.
"Everyone this is Toby. Toby this is Angie," he says pointing to a girl with died black hair. "This is Ari," he gestured to another girl with blue hair. "Colton"he says pushing a wasted blonde boy. "Trish" Harry points at a fake blonde, "and zayn!" He says putting an arm around another tatooed boy with black hair and a leather jacket.
"Hey." I give a small wave to the drunken group.
I'm greeted with heys, hi's, and hello's.

"Where's Niall?" Trish asks.
"Erm I think he's in his room." I say rubbing my arm then sit down on the edge if the couch next to Harry.

"Oh is he?" Zayn says with a wink.

"Oh god it's not like that."

"Sure whatever ya say."

I roll my eyes and look at Harry his lips are pressed tight together and he's thinking hard. He notices me staring then smiles.

"Anybody up for spin the bottle?"
A drunken blue haired Ari asks.

"That game is for 12 year olds."
I say.

"C'mon Toby! Lighten up it'll be fun!" Colton slurs.
"Fine whatever" I give in.

We all gather in a circle around the bottle, boy, girl, boy, girl. I end up sitting Harry on one side Angie on the other.

"Oh no! We need one more guy! Unless...." Zayn winks and looks back and fourth between me and Angie.
"no."
"Fuck no." Angie agrees.

"Too bad."
Colton says clapping.
"I'm not doing this."
I state.
"Pussy!" Trish yells.

"Oh cmon what is this highschool?"
I ask.

Just then Niall walks in.
"Oh look Niall saves the day!" Angie cheers as he sits down between me and her.

"Who did I save?" He asks.

"Me and Toby from lesbian porn."
She says laughing.
Niall looks at as if he just noticed I was here.

"What are you guys playin'?"

"Spin the bottle." Ari answers.

"What kind?"

"What do you mean what kind?" I ask. Oh god, this can't be good.

"Hmmmm let's vote." Suggests Harry.

"All for regular spin the bottle?"

I'm the only one who raises my hand.

"All for our version?"

Everybody else's hands go up and they cheer.
"Out version it is!" Colton smiles.

"What exactly is your version?" I ask cautiously.

"You'll see." Ari smiles evilly.

Zayn brings over a solo cup filled with a bunch of little papers and sits back down.
"I'll go first." He says and spins the bottle.
It points closest to Trish. She picks up the cup and draws out a piece of paper unfolds it then shows it to him.
They both shrug then start making out. What is even happening.

"Okay okay, I'm guessing the card was make out?" Harry says trying to stop them.
"Yup" Trish says finally pulling away.

"My turn!" Colton says and spins the bottle. It lands on Ari. She grabs a piece of paper reads it then shows it to Colton. Colton puts his hands up her shirt then starts feeling her boobs.

"Kay Toby, you got the hang of it yet?" Harry asks.

"I guess." Oh my god why did I agree to do this?

"Then your turn."

I unwillingly spin the bottle and it lands straight on Niall.

I look up at him. His expression is blank. The rest of them coo and I hear cat calls.
"Luck of the Irish!" Zayn shouts.

Niall ignores him and chooses a piece of paper from the red cup. He opens it and reads it. I can't tell the emotion that passes over his face as he reads it. Disgust maybe?
"This is stupid guys I'm not playing."
He says as he crumples the paper in his big hand.
"Pussy!" They yell at him like they did me.
"What is it?" Angie asks then takes the paper.
She laughs and holds it up.
It reads : fuck.

I'm sure my cheeks are bright pink now.
"I'm not playing." I stand up.

Niall stands up and starts to walk away.
"Oh is little Niall scared?" Colton teases. Niall stops abruptly and turns around with his fists balled tight.
He walks back over and drags me behind him. Oh lord. Am I really going to loose my virginity to some guy I have a little crush on and spin the bottle. Wait did I just say I have a crush in him? Oh no.

As we walks to his room the cat calls fade. He slams the door behind us when we enter. He walks over to his desk picks up a heavy text book and throws it at a wall hard.
"Ugh! I have the stupidest friends in history!" He sits down on his bed and attempts to pull out his hair.

"Uh..." I say to let him know I'm here.
"We don't really have to fuck. We'll just pretend. they're drunk and won't ask for evidence probably." Probably?!

"Okay..."

"We'll just stay in here for an hour."

"Oh" I say. Why can't I talk in full sentences?
He stands up and walks over to a mini fridge I didn't notice before. He throws me a beer and pops his open.

Against my better judgment I decide to drink it. I mean why the hell not? I have nothing better to do.