Live Love and Niall Horan

Chapter Twenty Three

***There's some time between the last chap and this one, they are now in New Jersey***

***I'm skipping a bit ahead so the story goes smoother and faster and the interesting parts come along quicker.***

LIVE LOVE AND NIALL HORAN

Chapter Twenty Three

 "C'MON," Louis pleaded. "I know you're underage, as long as you don't drink anything, what can happen?"

"I've been at clubs before," I sighed. "I just don't understand why you want to go to some Jersey club."

"Please," Zayn pleaded. "I met a fan and I promised I'd meet her there tonight."

I wrinkled my nose. "I'm sorry, but I don't feel like-"

"Too late," Louis scooped me up like he did on the first day I met him, over his shoulder. "We're going, It'll be yours and Niall's sort of second date."

*

I looked like... like... a skank. I was wearing this leopard print dress that just covered my butt. The last time i wore this was to a club in NYC, but still. Somehow, standing in an unfamiliar place, I suddenly felt a whole lot sluttier.

"Whoa." 

Harry walked into the room, his green eyes wide. "If you weren't with Niall, I'd try the charm. You look bloody gorgeous."

"Because I'm like wearing a slutty dress?" I rolled my eyes. "I didn't know you were into girls who dress like whores."

Harry laughed. "You look sexy. Niall is not going to be able to look at you without feeling lucky."

"You got that right," Niall wolf whistled as he came into the room. He was wearing a teal v neck and jeans. I don't think he could get much hotter.

"Come on," Niall whispered as he wrapped an arm around my waist. "There's a long night ahead of us."

*

"That girl you're with is a bitch," I told Zayn as I watched her leave to the bathroom. 

Zayn chuckled. "Maybe. But she's hot."

I rolled my eyes. "Please, don't tell me you want to meet her again. You can pretty much see her ass when she walks. At least I have class."

"We've barely been her 20 minutes," Zayn protested. "Go have fun with Niall. I'll tell the DJ to put on a slow one. You and Niall can have your first dance or whatever romance stuff girls like."

Reluctantly, I agreed. Clearly, Zayn had no idea what kind of girls to go for.

The song Hey There Delilah came on. 

"You should wear this dress more often," Niall whispered in my ear with a cheeky grin as he wrapped his arms around my waist.