Night Rider (Niall Horan)

[2] The Rescue

I couldn't pick out the voice as someone I knew. All I knew is that he was British.

"Wh-Who?"

His voice was dark and sinister when he spoke. "It's also your dirtiest day dream." His cold finger tips pressed against my sides, sinking into my skin. I gulped what was left of my saliva. My throat became extremely dry ever since he started talking.

"P-Please don't-"

"That's the thing babe. I really want to. And I know you want me to. Every girl usually does. It's my accent isn't it? It intrigues you, yeah?" And it did. The sexy British accent was indeed intriguing. But I still wanted to leave desperately.

"I- I have a boyfriend." I swatted his hands away and twisted the door knob, but he didn't allow me to open it fully. He pushed me back into the wall, and this time his hands were slowly sliding up my thighs.

"Is that why you were standing alone?" I was officially speechless. I was a horrible liar and didn't know how to get him off me. I tried to pry his hands off me, but he wasn't budging.

I could feel his smile against my neck as he started placing sloppy wet kisses down my chest. He started to slowly unzip my skirt and I yelped, begging him not to do this. Tears started welling up in my eyes.

Suddenly, the door was yanked open and Niall stood staring at the scene. He balled his hands into fists and clenched his jaw, grabbing onto the mystery guys shirt and throwing him practically across the club.

"What in the fuck do you think you're doing?!" Niall screamed.

"Get your fucking hands off me, Horan!" I could finally see the guy in the light. He had light brown hair and was insanely attractive. He was tall and muscular with perfectly tan skin.

I stood there in the doorway of the closet staring at both of them, my eyes growing wide. I wasn't the only one. Everyone in the club turned their attention to the two guys making the ruckus.

"Me? You should get your hands off my fucking girl!"

"You didn't claim her yours! She was just standing there alone!" The dude

"This is low even for you, Niko. Fuck you."

Niall took my hand and stormed towards the exit. I looked back to Niko and he smirked, flashing me a wink. I shivered, that guy didn't give me positive vibes. Once we were back outside, Niall let go of me. He was fuming with anger and paced back and forth.

"Uhm..." I had no idea what to say. "Thank you."

"You're welcome." He said calmly his anger dying down. He started walking towards his car.

"You and that guy have beef?" I asked as I followed him.

"Will you just piss off, I said you're welcome."

I frowned stopping dead in my tracks. "So...we're not friends?" I hoped he didn't see me as stupid and desperate for asking that.

He laughed rather loudly and looked at me. "Friends? Right. Well, sorry love but I don't do the whole friends thing." He checked a girl out who walked by in a short, backless black dress. "But I can do brunettes." He walked after her and they started talking, him immediately making her laugh and he whispered something in her ear. She nodded and they disappeared in his car. He drove away and I could hear his loud muffler in the distance, even though I couldn't see him.

Well that was a waste of my time.

**

"And he completely just...ditched you, riding away into the night with a hooker he picked up off the sidewalk?" Krysten sat on the edge of my bed her as we talked. She had just told me how great Harry and her animal sex in that closet was. Too much information to be honest but she was my best friend and I had to listen. When she was done talking she asked me about my night. So I told her about my "lovely" encounter with Niall and that awful yet intensely attractive guy Niko.

"Yup. Completely ditched after telling me he "didn't do friends, he did brunettes" and I was officially disgusted. I was thinking about telling him off, but that car is really fast." I sighed. "It's like the guy's bipolar. He saved me, called me his girl, and then tells me to piss off. I can't understand him."

"Wow...sounds worse then my night."

"Any night is worse then yours, you had animal sex with a hot British guy."

"You almost did that too."

"Yeah in the rape sort of way. What a great night," I said sarcastically.

She laughed and said, "Goodnight then." She turned off my lamp and left to go sleep in her room. But I stayed up thinking about tonight. How is the rest of my summer going to be?