Unpredictable

chapter 90

NINE CHAPTERS LEFT HOLY SHIT

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Niall's P.O.V

Sammie comes out of the bathroom with turquoise high waisted shorts that are covered in sequins and a thin, loose deep white blouse barely tucked in her shorts. The beige heels she's wearing look dangerously high, her hair has never been so straight before and the eye makeup she's wearing makes her blue eyes look even more blue.

No, no, no, no.

"You're just wearing jeans and a t-shirt to the party?" She turns around and says to me as I lock the hotel room door.

"You're barely wearing anything, be quiet." I chuckle and point to her shorts even though they look nice on her. Shit, stop it, Niall.

We walked to the club and once we got there it's packed. I walk over to the filled corner and see Harry and Nikki with other couples taking shots.

"Ooooo!" Sammie gets fascinated and sits down with them. I sit at the curved booth and take two shots, then stop realizing how strong it tasted. My throat is burning and Nikki stopped at four because she said her throat was burning as well, it's just Harry and Sammie now. Everyone is seeing who is going to make it the longest, so far Harry is almost at twenty and Sammie is at eighteen, she and Harry are way past drunk. Harry coughs after drinking down his twenty-second one, then leans out of the booth and pukes on the tile floors. Sammie takes her twenty- third one and stops, everyone cheers for her while Nikki takes her nonstop vomiting boyfriend to the bathroom.

"Are you going to get sick?" I ask her and she laughs, falling over in the seat.

"No! No way!" She laughs. "Why would my tummy do that to me?" Her eyes are rolling everywhere and she reaches for another shot, but I move us away from the table and sit her down on the couch.

"Do you see the balloons? Those pop a lot." She says and falls over.

I hold Sammie's heels in my hand while she walks the streets barefoot, if she kept walking in these shoes, she'll break her ankles.

Alex has only gotten trashed one time and it was nowhere near like this. I have to carry Sammie because she fell and scraped her knees and couldn't get back up. Every time she'd try to stand up, she'll fall down again from being so wasted.

"No, you stay in here over this toilet. If you throw up somewhere you're cleaning it up yourself whether you're sober or not." I lay down in the bed while I hear the toilet flush.

"I'm takin' a poop!" Sammie shouts.

Fucking disgusting.

I close the door and lay back down. I get up in the morning and find Sammie snuggled up in the tub with a towel. I laugh to myself, thinking about the time Alex woke up, having the worst hangover that almost made her cry and she was sick to her stomach, literally all day. And here Sammie is, relaxed and sleeping in the bathtub.

Today is the last day and I'm going to buy a few souvenirs for Alex. Nikki tells Zayn to watch Harry and Sammie while we go to the store. Sammie just moved next door to Harry and Nikki's room.

"You think I know what Alex needs?" Nikki laughs.

"What?"

"New converse because the pair that she wears now look like total shit."

"Yeah, they are a bit worn out. Do I buy her the same high top ones or the regular ones?"

"Just buy the white high top ones like she has now because she'll want the same pair probably. She only wears those brown flats, her gold sandals and those dirty converse. They even have holes in the sides!" Nikki says while we look in a store.