Punk Direction (niall Horan Love Story)

-Chapter 41:

“It’s not fair really!” She said, supporting her body weight in her forearms as she leaned against the counter of the bar “I got the horny teenager and you’ve got the hard and experienced fuck!” I swallowed. Wow, nice words really? Can you notice the sarcasm?

“Johanna, this is Andy, the girl who … hum…” She cut him off

“Deflowered you?! Oh honey!” She said, taking her glass to her lips again.

I hated how everything she done was amazingly sexy. She bashes her lids and you can tell she’s flirting with him, the color of her lips is so amazingly and perfectly red thanks to the lipstick that every movement she does with them is extremely addicting. Adding the fact that she’s gorgeous makes me dislike her even more. I wouldn’t say ‘hate’ because it’s a strong word and till now I only hate Mia.

Am I the only one who’s troubled thanks to all the woman in his life? I don’t want to say names, but well, there was Megan, and then Mia’s freaking ghost, and now Andy ! What have I got myself into?!

I took my own glass to my mouth as I tried to ignore the comments that she clearly had locked between those hatefully amazing lips of hers. I was drinking water, that didn’t satisfy my needs, so I grabbed Niall’s drink before he could take the glass to his mouth and drank the content all at once, feeling my throat burning.

“Easy there tiger!” Andy said, laughing

“Are you alright love?” Niall asked, putting the glass over the counter and cupping my cheeks. I tried to ignore the tears that threatened to form in my eyes thanks to the alcohol “You know we can leave right?!” I nodded

‘“But I don’t want to!” I said “You’re here with your friends and me, to have fun!” I explained over the loud music that just started to play.

“But if you feel uncomfortable…” I cut him off

“I know, we can leave!” I finished, getting on the tip of my toes to kiss his lips “I’m gonna call the other boys okay?”

“Let me!” He offered, kissing my forehead.

I saw how his eyes showed concern. He was afraid of leaving me alone with her. Please tell me there’s not another secret between us, because I can’t take that anymore. He was struggling with a decision between being a gentleman and protecting me from anything she had to tell me. I smiled dumbly and nodded, secure that nothing she could say to me would break our bond. Niall grabbed my glass and walked away, towards the guys who were surrounding the counter now, waiting for new drinks I guess.

“What a fuck right?” Ireland asked me.

I swallowed and did my best to ignore her, ignore everything she said and everything my mind was telling me she did with my boyfriend. How old was she? Taking a better look at her, I could prove that her eyes weren’t completely blue as they had a bit of green around the outline of the eye. Her hairs were blond yes, but I couldn’t notice she deep died the tips black thanks to her leather jacket before. As I said, her lips are fleshy, and so are her cheeks. Her skin tone is clearly more tanned than mine or Niall’s. She was drop dead gorgeous, but hey, all the woman in his life should be… and then there’s me.

“At least don’t ignore me honey!” She asked, locking her gaze on mine “I just tried to sleep with your boyfriend like five minutes ago! No need to be worried love!” I narrowed my eyes and looked forward, taking a deep breath. She was clearly trying to get on my nerves

I scattered the dance floor to find unknown people, having the time of their lives, dancing, drinking, kissing… and I have to hear my boyfriends ‘first’ talk about him like that!