Broken // discontinued

Chapter 4

Peytons P.o.v

I was awaken by Niall gently shaking my arm. It took me a while to realize where I was.

"Hey sleepy head, it's 6:00, ya hungry?" he gave me a small smile.

"Yeah, I guess." I smiled back.

"What sounds good? We can go out or I can make you something if you want?"

"It doesn't matter, whatever is easier."

"Lets go out then!"

I let out a small giggle and he dragged me off the couch.

"Let's go to a bar!" Niall insisted.

I wasn't sure if it was a good idea since he was trying to clean up his image. I assumed he knew what he was doing so I shrugged and followed him out the door.

*later that night*

Niall had gotten drunk and my only option was to call a cab to pick me up. When I got back to his house, I ventured through the cupboards to find something to snack on.

I found a family size pack of Oreos and hopped on the couch to watch a movie.

Niall had a ton of movies so it was hard to decide what I wanted to watch. I laughed at all of the chick flicks he had, I decided on my favorite movie Pitch Perfect.

It was a little after 10 and I was starting to get worried about him. I don't want anything bad to happen while he's out.

At the bar there was a mob of pretty, long legged girls. Niall seemed to be liking all of the attention from them too.

I groaned at the thought of it.

He was different then the other boys. He put me first, he did all he could to make me happy, he was never rude. I felt important, and special. I found myself lost in deep thought. I've only known him for two days, how is it possible for me to fall for him? I shook off the feelings and was brought back to reality when I heard the door swing open revealing a drunk Niall with some girl dangling off him.

"Niall , who's the whore and why is she here?" Said the mysterious girl attached to Niall. She was slurring her words I could barely understand her.

"Don't worry, she's nothing."

I could smell the alcohol on him from here. It was disgusting. Soon enough the girl passed out and was now laying on his kitchen floor. I admit that it hurt a little when Niall said I was nothing, but I couldn't help but laugh a little bit at the whole situation.

Her boobs were hanging out of her ridiculously small and tight dress as well as her butt. I'm the whore? Niall had caught me laughing and started to walk towards me.

"What's so funny babe, is there something you're not telling me?" He was dangerously close now, his hands trailing down my waist.

He had a playful smirk on his face. The smell of alcohol was unbearably strong at this point I could hardly stand it.

"Aren't you going to tell me what's funny?" His expression hardened.

"Who's the girl?" I asked in a stern voice.

"I'll answer your question when you answer mine." His lips brushed mine for a brief second.

His eyes were beautiful blue orbs. His smile made my stomach do flips. Everything about him was perfect. The curiosity was killing me so I finally decided to answer his question.

"Niall-"

Before if could finish his lips connected with mine. I actually kissed him back despite the smell of beer lingering on him. I felt him smile in the middle of the kiss. It was the most passionate kiss I've ever had in my life. His lips were warm and his touch sent chills through my whole body.