Something Great (Narry)

Chapter 39

My last few days with Niall were mainly spent in bed exchanging lazy kisses and just looking at each other while we still could. And before we knew it, it was Friday night and our house was being filled with people for my going away party.

As much as I wanted to enjoy the party, I couldn't let go of the fact that the purpose of it was to say goodbye to me. As everyone was drinking and dancing along to the loud, thumping bass of the music, I found myself sitting alone watching them all.

"What are you doing all by yourself?" Louis' voice startled me.

"I don't want to go," I whined.

"I don't want you to go either but the way I see it," Louis forced a glass of a musky golden drink into my hands, "you could sit around being sad, or you could have a good time with us. And I know which one I want," he grinned.

I smirked before downing the drink, which I determined was whiskey by the way it burned down my throat and into my chest. I winced and before I could do anything else, another drink was shoved into my hands. I threw back that one and a few more and before I knew it, a warm, fuzzy feeling had overcome me. I felt giddy and like I wanted to share that with the rest of the party.

I spotted Niall across the room standing at the bar Louis had set up and stabilized myself before walking over to him.

"Hey Niall," I giggled latching on to his shoulder, rubbing my face into his neck, "smells good."

"Hey Harry," he looked amused. And cute. I wanted to kiss that face.

"What's going on with you," I slurred into his neck. God he smelled good. Sweet like, "mint," I blurted out.

"I see you've been drinking," he chuckled.

"I see you," I booped his nose with my finger, "haven't been drinking enough."

I directed the glass in his hand closer to his lips. When he was done drinking I thought I should put my lips on those lips.

Once he was done the drink in his hand, I forgot about his lips and made him chug more alcohol. I couldn't be the only one who was completely pissed.

"Do you like it?" I asked about a drink I made which was basically anything I could find put together.

Niall responded by nodding enthusiastically.

"You know what I put in it?" I snickered, "everything that I- WHOA," I was stopped when I noticed a boy with green hair walk past me.

He had striped pants on. I wondered if striped pants would look good on me? I wondered where those came from. And green hair.

"Green is good, like grass or...or lettuce!" I exclaimed.

"You know what I love?" Niall pondered, "salad."

I was half expecting him to say me but I couldn't get over that green hair!

"Niall! You know what he looks like? Beetlejuice!" I glanced over and saw him talking to Ashton, "hey Beetlejuice!" I shouted, striding towards him with Niall right behind me.

We walked up to them really quickly and I began to lose my balance so I wrapped my arms around Niall's waist for stability.

"Hey Niall, Harry," Ashton cheered. He is very Australian.

"Hey Ashton, Beetle-" I gasped, extremely loud at that. I recognized Beetlejuice. It was Michael! Michael that was supposed to go out with Louis. I wonder where Calum is.

"Michael!" I yelled.

Michael gave me an awkward smile and waved.

"Babe it's Michael!" I whispered into Niall's ear. It was a nice ear. I decided to bite it.