210 Days || N.H #Wattys2019

Chapter Eighteen - Niall

There's a lightening in your eyes I can't deny - One Direction

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I walked into this new club a couple of blocks near my house, of course, the one my crazy friends found about.

I imagined it to be a small one or an averagely poor one, but it wasn't. It was so moderately vast and modern enough for my likings.

Since it's my first day back in the UK after a long journey in Asia, and I also missed London, I wanted to go clubbing here back again.

To be honest, it will always be a pretty memorable and different one. Simply because my and the boys never got to go to these places, islands and bungalows and stuff, when we toured. We literally had no time to enjoy ourselves wherever the place we reach.

One reason why we wanted a 'Hiatus' as fans call it..

The club was too busy beyond expectations and loads where either on the dance floor or drinking.. then heading to the dance floor. Same thing.

I absolutely headed to the bar and ordered my bottle of beer.

My friends excuse themselves to jump between people dancing, and I, as always, stay and watch people.

Oddly, I wanted to go to the club I met Sally at. I wondered if she was there.

I hope she was.. but for good.

The music was getting into my veins and made me shake my head as I lean my back into the bar, holding my bottle.

"Another bottle, sir?" The bartender asked making me look in his direction.

I looked at my hand, bottle almost done. "Mayb-"

"Nialler! Hey man!" Adam cut me, shouting across the place.

"Yeah!" I shouted back and saw him pointing at something.

"What? Who?" I couldn't recognise anything.

"Man! Your girl's right here!" What?

My gir- what is he-?

I looked across the area he pointed at carefully.

Damn.

My eyes widened. It's her.

Damn. My lucky. Irish blood.

I threw away the bottle, ignoring anything, only focusing on that one direction, as I walked towards it.

I can hear nothing or see nothing but her body and lips moving.

Drunk people kept hitting me as they moving insanely, but I reach he-

"Shit,"

I was about to fall when her hands came in contact with my chest. Damn she's tough.

But I can never care less once she turned to me and my eyes came in contact with her pretty face and eyes once again, in a way I never thought would come again.

"Damn, I'm sorry, are you okay? I didn't notic-" her arms and body froze, "Ni- Niall?"

"Yeah, babe! What's up?" I assured holding her arms.

She caressed a hand in her hair, "I- shit it's you.."

My eyes followed her small moves and felt her throat lifting several times and eyes blinking numerously.

And I couldn't. I couldn't stop myself from grabbing her body onto my chest and wrapping my arms around her.

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