Fallen || n.h.

Chapter 21

Niall's POV:

The rest of the night was spent talking over glasses of champagne and bottles of beer. Quite a few of us where underage, but I saw Harry slip the waitress a $20 bill. Jenna had about 4 glasses already, and she seemed really giggly.

" Are you sure you should have another? " I asked her as the waitress took her glass to refill it.

" Why do you care Niall? It's just a little champagne " she giggled and poked my nose.

I shook my head. Once the waitress set the glass back down, I swiped it up to make sure Jenna couldn't reach it. " You aren't getting drunk. "

" No fair Niall! Louis doesn't care if Stella drinks. " She added the last part quietly.

I looked at her confused for a moment. Did she just compare our relationship with Lou and Stella's? I shook the thought from my head. She's drunk, well tipsy at most. That's probably why, she didn't even mean it. I tried to convince myself.

" We'll I'm not Louis. I'm Niall. " I stated and set the glass down on the other side of me, in between Liam and I. Jenna crossed her arms and stuck out her lip.

I rolled my eyes. Tipsy Jenna was not a fun Jenna. I turned towards Harry, and he was telling some story about how he scored the winging goal in football when he played in highschool. I pretended to listen, just to have a distraction.

I glanced at the clock across the large dining room. 9:30 p.m. Harry had finished his story. I cleared my throat and spoke up. " It's getting late, we should probably go. "

Everyone nodded in agreement. " I'll pay. " Liam said and before anyone could protest, stood up and walked to the register.

I looked back at Jenna. She had fallen asleep with her chin resting in her had. She looked truly beautiful this way, and I hated to wake her, but I had to. I nudged her shoulder lightly and she jolted awake.

She blinked lazily and then looked at me. " We're leaving now. " I said quietly. She stretched her arms and nodded. I stood up and so did she, and we made our way to the parking lot.

As my hand touched the door of the restaurant, Stella called out Jenna's name. I turned around in unison with Jenna and Stella came clicking up in her black little heels.

" You left this I think. " She said, handing Jenna her phone.

" Oh " Jenna said quietly. " Thank you. "

" No problem. " Stella replied. " Bye. " she said, waving at us and clicking away. Jenna turned around and we walked out into the night. It was almost September, and almost winter. The cool air sent a shiver down my spine.

" I'm cold. " Jenna said. I wrapped my arm around her waist and pulled her closer to me. She snuggled closer as we walked, and I could feel her shaking.

We finally got to the car and I opened up the door for her. She almost hit her head on the way in, but ducked away at the last minute. I let out a deep sigh as I shut the passenger door. What am

I going to do with her? I asked myself.

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Jenna's POV:

I flopped onto the bed, too exhausted to change out of the dress, and as soon as my head hit the pillow, I was out.

I felt arms wrap around me and my heartbeat quickened. I was groggy, and I couldn't tell if this was real life or a dream. Last time this happened, it was Harry and.. well.. you know.

" Go back to sleep, I didn't mean to wake you " Niall said, rubbing my arm. I let out a breath that I hadn't realized I was holding in. Relief washed over me and carried me off to sleep in Niall's arms.

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I opened my eyes and immediately regretted it. My head ached horribly, and I felt like it might just explode. I pulled the scarlett comforter up over my head to block the light.

" You might need this " His voice made me jump.

I pulled the covers down to see Niall setting two aspirins down next to a glass of water. I tilted my head back

as I swallowed the pills and water.

" You've never been drunk before, have you? " he asked. I blushed and shook my head. " Was I drunk last night? "

He chuckled. " Hardly, but yes. " I blushed harder and handed him the empty cup. He stopped in the doorway. " Hungry? " he asked. I shrugged. " Sure. " I said. He nodded and disappeared.

A few minutes later, her reappeared with two plates, stacked with delicious looking pancakes. He handed me one and slid into the bed next to me. " Bon appetite. " he said, trying his best French accent. He sounded silly and I started laughing at him.

Once I finally stopped laughing, I dug into the pancakes. They where delicious and buttery. " You didn't cook these did you? " I said, in between mouthfuls.

He laughed. " How'd you know? "

" They're to good to be made by you Nialler. " I used the nickname as if I always had. It sent butterflies to my stomach.

He just shook his head and laughed. I liked this playful state of Niall and I, and I silently wished that it would stay like this forever and ever.

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