Frat Boy Niall

Chapter 10

A/N: Hey guys! Ok so I don't know why but I'm excited for you guys to read this chapter, it's the first chapter with Niall's pov so it should be fun? And also, I think I've said this before, but I don't claim Niall to actually be like this, this is only his character in the story, just remember that. So basically from now on, all the odd-numbered chapters are gonna be in Bridgette's pov and all the even-numbered chapters are gonna be in Niall's pov. Remember to follow me, vote, and comment if you liked it! Enjoy and have a good weekend!

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Niall's pov

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When I told her to leave the party with me, I was kinda hoping we could have fun together, if you know what I mean. But, in the back of my mind I kinda knew that she wasn't going to do it with me, or do anything sexual with me for that matter. She wasn't that kind of girl, she was innocent, like a little kid in a way. But, then again, she was really cocky. See, she looks all innocent because when you see her at college, she's that pretty girl, and I could tell she got good grades because in the one class we have together, she raises her hands for a lot of the questions and she gets them right, but guys didn't hit on her much. I mean, I'm pretty sure everyone knows she's was really pretty, but she's not that slut-kind-of pretty, if you get what I'm saying. Sluts aren't meant to be seen as pretty, I think they're meant to just be seen as hot- and easy, which she wasn't. I mean, she was hot, there was no doubt about it, but she was not easy, not one bit. I wasn't sure if any of the guys thought she was really hot, because we haven't necessarily table talked about her yet. I was sure some guys found her hot, but a lot of guys just thought the whores and all of them were because what they did in general was hot. I kind of didn't want to talk about her with them, because then maybe one of the dicks I sit with would notice her and go after her, and I didn't want that. She was mine, not to sound weird, and not to sound rude or arrogant by claiming her as mine. I mean it as like, I have dibs, kinda. 

"Okay, truth or dare?" She smiled.

"Let's not play truth or dare, because let's be honest, these truths and dares aren't getting better," I shrugged, "How about this, you ask me a question and I'll answer, so in return, I'll ask you a question and you'll answer, and so on."

"Sure," She smiled again, and it was the first time I noticed that she had small dimples. Her eyes were shining as she thought of what to ask me, and I wondered if she thought I was weird for staring at her so intently, or maybe she didn't even notice. I hope she didn't.

"What's the first thing you noticed about me?"

Shit, I wasn't expecting that one. I didn't want things to get all girly and shit, I wasn't like that. But, I didn't want to be a complete douche and say something like her ass, because to be honest, it wasn't the first thing I noticed about her. I mean, her bum was fantastic, it looked really fit, like she did squats a lot or something, and suddenly I was excited for my question I was gonna ask her. What was I gonna ask her?

"Niall?" She asked as if checking to see that my mind hadn't drifted off, which it did, but now I was really thinking. I mean, when I saw her with Daisy, I didn't really know what to think, I remember I asked Harry who she was but that's it. But when we walked up to them, I couldn't help but notice her face. Yeah, yeah, I know, it sounds called for, like of course I was gonna say that, but I really did mean it. When I saw her I took in all of her facial expressions, how she didn't have many freckles, how her eyebrows furrowed when I was cocky as shit to her, how-