Niall Horan Imagines.

✨Party's host.

"You and I have a party to attend tonight!" my best friend y/f/n talked , more like ordered through the phone.

"Excuse me?"

"One of my boyfriend's best friend is hosting a party and I heard it's gonna be lit. It's one of those parties which the whole high school looks forward to and the juniors just want to sneak into it. Besides, you should come and meet some hot/cute dudes. Who knows you might get lucky tonight?"

I could sense her smirking on the other end. I wasn't a complete party animal. Sure I liked going out and meeting new people, but, showing up at some random dude's place, wearing makeup and revealing clothes was a whole different thing.

"I don't know and I also don't even know the guy who's hosting the party." I sighed.

"Oh c'mon. It'll be fun. I'll come around 7:30 to pick you up. You better be ready by then and please wear something hot!"

Before I could protest, she ended the call.

"Great." I sighed. Knowing I had no choice I decided to go through my wardrobe to look for what I'd be wearing for tonight. I selected a pair of ripped jeans with a crop top and converse. I then took a quick shower, and did my hair and makeup. I had decided to tie my hair into a top-knot. I was now waiting for the devil to show up.

At exact 7:30 the door bell rang.

"I'll get it!" I shouted.

Opening the door, I saw Bryan standing outside.

"We're here to pick you up." He said. I looked behind him and the demon was sitting in the car, waving at me.

"Mom, I'm leaving!" I shouted, closing the door behind me.
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Loud music could be heard from miles away. Teens could be seen moving in and out of the massive entrance gates. Bryan parked his car and we got out.

As soon as I stepped in the huge mansion, I was greeted by a strange smell of booze and drunk teenagers. 'I'm already beginning to hate this' I thought to myself. My best friend, (Y/f/n) had already left me to go with Bryan to be showed off in front of his friends. Bryan was a jerk. I never liked him, but on the the other hand, my friend was also dumb enough to enjoy being showed-off.
Anyways, I made my way past the dancing crowd in search of the kitchen.

"You seem lost. May I help you?" a strong hand patted me on my shoulder. Startled, I turned around to meet the softest pair of blue eyes, complimenting the sweetest of smiles.

"Uh-yeah. I was actually looking for the kitchen." I spoke with a slight blush creeping up my cheeks as I realised I had been staring at him for an awfully long time.

"I'll take you there." He said extending his hand for me to grab so I may not get lost in this swarm of people.

"Niall." He said handing me a glass of soda. "So you enjoying this party?", he asked.

"If you're looking for an honest answer then to be honest I never wanted to be here in the first place. My best friend dragged me here, hoping I'd meet some cute guys." I said blushing once again. "But so far, I'm hating her and this party. Sure, I get it, the host owns this big mansion sort of a house, but seriously, inviting all these hormone driven teenagers who're just here for the free alcohol and the one night stands........ I don't quite like the idea."

While I was ranting about how stupid and lame this party was, my best friend came from behind me and said, "So I see, you've already met Niall! Isn't his party the most rad?"

'His party?' My eyes widened in surprise as I shifted gazes from between my best friend to Niall.
Crap, I've been ranting about how awful this party is for the last 15 minuets to the host of this party. Geez I feel so embarrassed now.

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A/N: I know I didn't update last Friday and this Friday's update also shifted to Sunday but it's just that I've been busy with some Church activities. So sorry about that. Also to make up for it I'll be posting another imagine after two days.
Till next time. ✌🏼