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6. "I need to get you to drink more often..."

"you would want this shit to happen" he spoke slowly and quietly, "wouldn't you?" he asked whispering the question in my ear.



"Niall I don't even know you, how do you expect stuff like this to happen that easy!" I whispered back. "We met a few hours ago" I added.




"Then let's get to know each other more, what do you say?" He smiled. He was now in his previous position, towering over me.



"We tried, all you told me was that your name is Niall and that you're twenty"


"Niall, girl, get back here don't do it in the kitchen!" One of Niall's friends, Louis, called out.

"Then go out with me? Like on a date?" Niall asked, ignoring his friend.

A date with a punk...or a frat boy, he looks like a mix between the two, a punk and a frat boy. The date, I have to go, I don't find a reason not to.


"Yeah okay, I'll go out on a date with you, Niall" I smiled.

He showed me a toothy grin and went back and picked up the cups that were placed on the counter previously and walked back into the room in which Louis and the other guy Zayn were.


I followed him back in there, Niall was pouring a colorless liquid into the cups, vodka I suppose, they are having vodka in the afternoon. I sat back into my previous spot, Niall poured the liquid into only two cups, he handed me one and took one for himself.


"You drink yeah?" Niall asked taking the shot in his mouth quickly.


"Not a habit, but yeah, sometimes I do" I answer honestly.

Louis and Zayn got the liquid poured into their cups by themselves, Niall is isn't such a welcoming person.

"You poured a drink for her, not your usual thing?" the guy with the blonde streak, Zayn, spoke in a low bearly heard voice.


"fuck off, Zayn, yeah?"


"whatever" Zayn rolled his eyes.

I looked down at the cup I was holding, I have no idea if I should drink it or not, I'm not a huge vodka fan.

"Are you drinking that? Seems like it's the first time you see a shot" Niall interrupted my thoughts.


"No it's not the first time, it's just that I don't really drink vodka, you know"


"Just drink it, let your head fall back and the liquid in your mouth, like really quick" Niall said while trying to bring the actions he was saying into life.


"Okay, but I might end up coughing or dead. I don't know"

by that I did what I was told and what I've seen. I felt the liquid burn and slide down my throat, the feeling wasn't the best.

"How you feel?" Niall let out a real short half a laugh. It was cute.


"I feel perfect. At my best" I rolled my eyes.



"I need to get you to drink more often, the results might end up real fun" he winked and laughing he turned back to his two friends who were chatting about God knows what.

I focus on the television, there's this film playing called Source Code, I'm not watching it from the start so I basically have no idea what it's about, so I just act as if I'm concentrated into it. A man in a train, a woman sitting in front of him, she gets a call, a coffee spills onto his shoes, he gets up, looks for something or someone then the same scene repeats but his actions are different.

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I don't know how much time has passed by but all I know now is that I've been asleep. The lights are off, the sound of the television is low and Niall and his two friends aren't on their previous spots as-well, the flat is silent but the only sound I can hear is the sound of someone's muffled voice in one of the rooms.

I slowly get up following the sound of the voice, it leads me into Niall's bedroom. I slowly crack the door open and peek inside, the light is dim and a shirtless tattooed guy is sitting on the side of the bed with his hand on his ear holding an iPhone, the other hand is placed on the bed next to him. His legs are quite open and he looks so hot. His blonde hair is messy and it's like he just got out of the shower.

"Because I have someone over"

"No. Fuck off"

"I've been called so much worse, you filthy cunt"

"I am not coming and I've already told you why, now get off the fucking phone will ya?"

and by that he let his hand fall down from his ear, he placed the phone next to him and his hands moved to his face. He let them slide over his face like he was thinking of something. His hands were now placed on both sides beside him and he shacked his head, probably to get the wet water off it.

I forgot that I was creeping on him so I wanted to show a sign of my existence, and by that I knocked the door of his bedroom with a light knock.

"Niall" I spoke in a barely audible voice, but it was heard since the flat was all quite.

He looked up and smiled and motioned for me to come in.

I came in and stood in front of him.

"You fell asleep" he spoke looking at me, his voice was husky and it was attractive.

"yeah, I noticed that" I smiled. "Was something in my drink?" I asked, because I fell asleep right after I took that shot of vodka Niall gave me.

"No, I swear fucking not" he furrowed his eyebrows together. "I would never do such a fucked up thing when you've done absolutely nothing wrong"

"Alright" I smiled.

He patted the spot next to him so I can sit, and I did.

"Isn't it weird to you that we both are strangers yet we're alone in your flat sitting on the same bed? I've never been in such a situation" I giggled.


"I don't know" he smiled. "I think it's not that weird, like yeah I get it we're strangers and blah blah but we're young, we should live" He smiled. "I know that was so fucking cheesy. Never mind it yeah?"

"It wasn't cheesy" I smiled. "It was your point of view, saying what's on your mind doesn't have to always be cheesy" I explain.

"Can you lay down?" his request makes me think of what would he want to do, I have to stop thinking about everything he does in that way.

"Umm...Yeah, as long as you will do the same too."









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