Frat Boy Niall

Chapter 6

A/N: Hey guys, I have to seriously make days for updating! I was thinking Thursday and Saturday? Even though today is Wednesday and I'm updating lol, I think they will be the new update times. I would update more, but I have lots of school work and other things to do during the day. But anyways, they'll be posted at about 8:00 pm est on Thursday but on Saturday they'll be posted at 10:00 pm est. Please leave feedback and vote! It gives me motivation, and if I start getting more votes and more comments, maybe I'll update 3 times a week... Just putting that out there, wink wink. Ok that was corny but yeah hope you enjoy, the story is picking up!

It's been a week since my encounter with Niall, and he hasn't "gotten me back" for what I did to him. What did I do again? Oh yeah. He fingered me then I threw him out, being my usual selfish self, oh and I didn't bother to text him back either. I wasn't the type to "sext."

I was walking to my next class when I saw Niall chatting up a tan bottle blonde, oh how her hair was fake, it looked like it could be taken out by pulling it the least bit, she probably straightens it way too much, but it doesn't work, it still looks fak-

"Bridge, what the hell are you looking at? You have to get to your next class!" Daisy says on my right side. She sighs what she sees I'm looking at.

"You don't like him... Do you?" She asked, all of a sudden turning serious.

"What?! No!" I quickly defended.

"Why are you staring at him flirting with that girl with steam coming out of your ears and fire in your eyes, then?" She smirked.

Was she serious?

"You think I'm jealous? Seriously, Daise? Over some ugly girl? Natta chance," I actually chuckled after that, me? Being jealous? Over a girl Niall was chatting up? Nah.

"No. I never said over her. I meant over the fact that Niall is chatting her up, and not you." 

I don't know why, but her words got me mad. Who was she to try to offend me? She was supposed to be trying to tell me to not sweat it, not trying to make me feel worse. Niall obviously had an attraction towards me... But then again, maybe he wouldn't wanna mess around again... I mean, he was talking to her, not me. What was I saying?! Did I wanna mess around with him again? I wasn't even sure of what I wanted.

"I don't like Niall." I snapped.

"Okay... Sure, I'll see you later, Bridge..." She said, giving me a weird look then walking away slowly. 

What was her problem? Oh well, I wasn't even gonna bother to ask and I wasn't gonna bother to get mad at her, either. She usually wasn't like this so I tried to not let it get to me.

After I was finished with all my classes for the day, I was walking back to my dorm but not before I felt a hand roughly grab my forearm.

"Um, what?!" I whisper-screamed, if you get what I mean. I look up to see none other than the gorgeous pair of blue eyes of Niall Horan. But those eyes weren't on my eyes, instead they were fixtated on my chest. I snapped my fingers in order to try and get his attention, but he didn't bother to stop.

"Niall!" 

His eyes shot up, and he laughed, "Yeah?"

"Can you like, look at me, and not my chest?"

"You're wearing a swoop neck."

"You could of watched from afar, you didn't have to pull me over here just to look at my chest."

"Kinda did if I wanted to get front row seats of it."

I made a weird, disgusted look and he just chuckled.

"Alright, I didn't pull you over here to stare at your boobs. But you do look good today." He winked. "I was gonna ask you if you wanted to hangout."

"I'm not in the mood for messing around today." I shrugged.

"Why not?"

"Uh... I..." I struggled to think of an excuse. I mean, don't get me wrong, I wanted to mess around with him and stuff, but I knew I'd get feelings and I know he wouldn't give a shit about me and he'd probably fuck other girls, too, which would even hurt even more on my account. What was I gonna say? Shit, he's starting to look at me weird.

"I-I have to work on my Halloween costume! Yeah! Daisy and I are going to go work on them, just us, so sorry, you can't come."

"I can help you guys." He offered.

"Then it wouldn't be a surprise what I'm being," I winked hoping that would be enough to satisfy him for the day.

I was really tempted to ask him why he would want to fuck me when I was hard to convince, and not that easy fake slut he was talking to earlier. But I didn't, I feel like he'd just get mad.

His eyes lit up.

"You are coming to the Halloween party at the Frat House on Halloween, right?"

Daisy had told me about it, she said that she was definitely going and that I was gonna go with her too, so I could get to know more people.

I nodded, smiling slightly. To be honest, I just wanted to go back to my dorm. I mean, I wasn't lying to him... Daisy and I still have to get started on our Halloween costumes, but I wasn't sure if we we're going to do that today, since we still had about a week to prepare. I didn't even know what I was being.

"Well then how about tonight?" He asked, eyes full of hope.

I tried to not let a sigh slip, because I didn't want to hurt his pride by turning him down. But I also didn't want to be so easy, I wanted him to work for me.

"I just don't wanna have sex today, or tonight for that matter," I said with a shrug. I really wasn't trying to show much interest in the conversation, I think it was funny watching his facial expressions whenever him and I would talk because he was so used to girls giggling at everything he said and dropping their panties in sight of him. But then there was me, showing almost no interest in him at all. 

"Then what the fuck do you wanna do? Watch The Notebook?" 

"I don't care, just not sex."

"Will you atleast get on your knees sometime during tonight? I mean, you still haven't properly apologized for what you did to me last time." He smirked.

I blushed at the thought, and quickly looked at the ground.

"In your dreams, Horan, but we can do other things," I winked. Sure, a quick make out would be fine with me. But, I still even felt dirty doing that since he has hooked up with so many girls and will most likely continue to do that, there was no doubt of that. I wasn't anything special to him, and he proved that by not talking to me for a week and for flirting with that whore right in front of me. 

"I'll be outside of your dorm at 7 then," He said, turning around and walking away.

Finally, I could go back to my dorm.

When I walked in I saw Daisy sittin on her bed across from mine on her laptop.

"Daise, get up, we have to start working on these costumes..."