Live ~ a Niall Horan Fan Fiction ~

Chapter 9

(In this chapter, Sasha is introduced to Noelene so a lot of talking will be involved so I will try and keep t clear)

Eileen's POV

The car ride to Paradise Bar was longer than the usual ten minute drive. It was longer, emptier and painful.

Pulling up at the bar, Yasmin walked outside and into the carpark. She was dripping from head to toe and her crimson streaks were darker due to the water effect.

"Woah, cool look," Alex teased, keeping her distance.

"These fucking heels are making me trip," she exclaimed.

I looked at her shoes that we're higher than her legs.

"Well well," she said, looking behind us.

A familiar car pulled into the lot and out stepped Dylan, Zayn's cousin.

"What the fuck are you doing here? I thought you and Zayn had your own personal law saying you can't be anywhere near each other."

"He invited me. Well I was an extra," he explained.

"An extra to who?" Alex asked, staring in the window. "Oh my gaga."

Noelene stepped out of the car and walked over to Dylan, wrapping her arms him.

"Well what happened to Xavier?" Yasmin asked, placing her hand on her hip and raising a brow.

"Moved on," she replied simply.

"That was quick."

"He's not that hard to move on from," she explained, moving her hands to his and directing him inside the pub.

Before entering she turned around and said to me,

"When Yasmin finally takes a shower, she does it in public being the slut she is."

Noelene's POV

"Hey babe, bit harsh?" Dylan whispered in my ear.

He started laughing and wrapped his arm around my waist. We were approaching Zayn and his friends.

"Hey, take a seat," Zayn called us over.

I looked outside to see Eileen and Alex still talking to Yasmin.

"Noelene, come over here and meet Sasha," Silma called.

I walked over to them.

"Sasha this is Noelene, and vice versa,"

We exchanged greetings before taking a seat.

"So, Noelene, going out with Dylan, bit fast don't you think," Silma commented.

"He's your boyfriend, ZAYM is he hot," Sasha said.

"He's hot and he's taken," I snapped before ordering a Paradise Special of Pink Champaigne.

"You're being a bit fancy?" Sasha said and I immediately disliked her.

"You're being a bit nosey," I glared and Silma looked away, not wanting to get involved.

"Hey baby, I'm bored, let's go," Dylan called from behind.

"You're Dylan, nice to meet you," Sasha butted in, smiling like a retard.

"Uh, yeah," he replied.

"You're cute."

Niall had suddenly joined us.

Sasha quietened down and I glared at her.

"Let's go," I said bluntly to Dylan, dragging him out of the bar.

Who the fuck does she think she is? Hurricane Noelene was stirring.

Casualties? Sasha Fuckface.