First choice

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Your POV

Niall and I were hanging with some friends out at an Irish club. I loved hanging with him and his friends and any club, but usually I would be into every conversation. I was being distant. Niall and I weren't dating at this point, but we used too. Three years together, but something changed. We are best friends now, but I still was in love with him.

"Would you rather...." Travis, one of Niall's best friends started. I was also close friends with him. "..choose music or (Y/n)?" He asked.
Niall looked at me with an 'I'm sorry' look.

"Excuse me. I have to go to the ladies room." I smiled. I walked off not wanting to hear the next words that Niall would say.
I never went to the bathroom, I went outback where there was a couple literally eating each other's faces, an old woman smoking, and a couple of drugged guys. I stood outside in the freezing cold with a strapless dress.
Suddenly, a jacket was placed on my shoulders. I turned to see Niall. I smiled a bit.

"Why are you out here?" I could tell he sobered up a bit.

"Need some air." I lied playing with me heel and looking around.

"We both know that's not true." He said looking at me. I looked at him and my vision became blurry. I gave him a giant hug. He hugged me back tightly. We stood like that for a few long seconds.

"Tell me what's wrong?" He said.

I sighed before telling telling him.
"I just..I just want to be someone's first choice. All of these couples I see on social media and when I walk the streets; I want to have that too."

"You're my first choice." He looked me deeply in the eyes.

"Why?" I asked.

"Because I'm I love with you."

Should this have a part 2?

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