If You Told Me To; A Niall Horan Fanfic

chapter 2

I somehow find myself back at the bar, downing another beer. “Slow it down.” John says patting me on the back lightly. “Shush it.” I say raising my hand for another beer as my glass drains dry. He walks off to find Ashley. “Looks like you hold your alcohol better than an Irish man.” I hear a familiar voice say. “What do you mean by that Liam?” I say turning to find him and Danielle draped in each others arms. “Niall already had to find the loo cos he couldn’t hold his own.” Liam says smirking.

“It was all that dancing you guys did.” Danielle says smiling. I snort at that remark. “I did most of the dancing. That boy can hardly dance to save his life.” I tell the couple. “You’re right about the dancing, but I can sing.” someone says from behind me. I couldn’t wipe the smile from my face when I heard his thick accented voice.

“Oh really now?” I say turning to get a good look at him. “Well I am part of a band.” he says with a wink. I look at him a bit confused. “Morgan! He’s in the band with me!” Liam exclaims with a chuckle. Holy shit, no wonder why he looked familiar! How could i not know he was in One Direction.

“Well I feel pretty dumb right now.” I admit. Niall wraps his arm around my shoulder pulling me in for a side hug. “It’s all that beer, getting to your head now.” He says with a chuckle taking it out of my hands. I reach for it on the table but he drags me back onto the dance floor.

“I thought you said you would leave me alone after the last dance?” I say smirking to him as his hands find their way into the groves of my hip bones. “I clearly stated that I couldn’t promise anything.” He says with a kiss on my cheek. I wipe it off making a face. “Oh stop. You know you like it.” Liam says bumming into us as him and Danielle spinning in circles.

Niall’s eyes focus on my face as he beings to spin us to the beat of the music. Right before I feel like I’m going to tip over he stops spinning. “Woah.” i say as my heels shift under me. “Got you.” he says holding me to his chest. I meet his eyes. I lean in and press my lips to his.

He kisses me back right away. His lips soft and warm, moving perfectly in tune with my own. I pull away quickly. “I’m sorry. I- I can’t do this.” I say rushing away from him. This time I do turn to look at him as i leave. He was crushed, but so was I. I couldn’t go through this again. Not with such an amazing boy like Niall.