Paper Hearts ||Niall Horan||

Summertime Sadness (5)

Niall’s POV

“Just stay away from her.” I’m extremely confused of what’s happening. Is it about my past with her? But that was 2 years ago and I clearly explained my reason.

“I’m terribly sorry mate. I’ll leave you two first and enjoy.” Neil said with frustration expressed on his face.

“It’s cool mate, later.” I said trying to smile.

“What was that all about!?” Barbara exclaimed rushing towards me.

“It’s nothing never mind, let’s get to our room shall we?” I said grabbing her by the waist. This place is private and secured = No PAPARAZZI. I’m glad Barbara came to make the girls tamed though I can’t avoid people who wants to take a picture and some signatures, I’m used to it which makes me happy and feel that I’m loved.

“Oh! there’s a mini bar.” Barbara beamed. With due respect, I requested Neil to get me a room that has two separate beds. I’m not a lad who’s obsessed with sex. I take things slowly but surely.

“Okay let’s have some few shots.” I smiled. The place looks expensive and comfortable at the same time.

Denise’s POV

I woke up with my head extremely heavy and painful. I tried standing up yet dizziness hit me after a while I was able to walk properly and see things better. Kourtney’s sleeping already and on the wall clock the time was 10:00 pm. I headed to the balcony experiencing some fresh air and being able to see how exquisite the pool is. I was motivated to go there, heard that it’s open 24 hours I don’t know but... I wore a red bikini it’s my first bikini all my life though I wore a beach towel while walking through the hallways. The hallways were fancy, sweet scent everywhere, amazing carvings on the wall, thick and clean carpet, adorable wallpaper and lovely chandeliers.

Neil is rich, his dad owns a massive car company and his mother is a pediatrician, lucky boy. I didn’t hook up with him because I can’t deal with rich style, attitude and beliefs. Niall may be famous and wealthy yet he still has an urban side pardon for the term. Before reaching to my desired place I ordered a glass of lemonade from John, a waiter he’s about my age, tall, skinny, brown hair and pretty blue eyes. At first I dipped my feet on the pool waiting for my drink, plugging on my earphones and atlas I was able to relax. Suddenly someone tapped my shoulder frightening me.

“Damn.” I frowned. Fuck it’s just the waiter.

“Here’s your lemonade ma’am.” He smiled. Shit.

“Oh pardon, sorry.”

“It’s okay. Would there be anything else?”

“No, thank you.” I said jumping in the pool, now this is awesome. Darn it! Another memory came in.

(Part 3 of the flashback)

“Dinner’s ready!” Stacey grinned dragging me along. Niall then was busy with the lads.

“Sooo.. Did you two kiss?”

“Hell no!” I frowned. Even though he’s hot and well-known I still play hard to get, let’s just say it’s a way for me to be respected and to reserve my dignity.

“Why not!? Won’t you want Niall to be your first kiss!? She smirked.

“I totally agree!” Kourtney squealed.

“Will you two shut the fuck up! Damn! Simmer down. He might hear you!” I glared. A bonfire, 3 logs, food and drinks are settled. Luckily the boys we’re a bit away from us during Stacey’s and Kourtney’s freak show, it’s as if they were bitchy ducks quacking at me non-stop, sheez.