Mindless Dancing (One Direction - Niall)

Chapter 9- House parties and awkward surprises

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Liv xxx

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Thirty minutes had passed and everyone was either mingling or eating, leaving Niall and I basically bobbing on the balls of our feet on the middle of the dance floor. I’d taken a couple of drinks already, meaning that I was in the middle of being sober but still over confident about doing random things. Same went for Niall, being the Irish man he is. To be honest, we probably looked like idiots, but were having fun nevertheless. Feeling a vibration in my bra, I slid my phone out.

1 new text message:

"Hey pops where are you? I just arrived :) Damian xx"

I replied Damian telling him where I was, a bottle of beer in one hand covered with my thumb and Niall by the other hand, leading out of the thread of sweaty dancers. I was about to tell Niall something before i surprisingly felt my shoulder being poked.

"Damia- oh, Harry" I exclaimed, facing The curly haired boy.

"Hi. I can't find anyone and i'm bored. It sucks being single" Harry whined.

Niall laughed. "Go find a girl, i'm sure they're all dying for a snog from Harry Styles!"

I smiled encouragingly. "Yeah! Look, what about her?" i pointed to long legged girl with red hair that fell across her back and kept giving Harry nervous glances.

Harry frowned. "None of the girls here are fit. Not you! You're amazingly beautiful, don't worry!" Harry said quickly, earning a raised eyebrow from Niall.

"A-as a friend of course" Harry stuttered. I rolled my eyes trying to hold back a laugh, before spotting a tall boy with dark windswept hair behind Harry.

"Damian!" I chirped, running up to him and engulfing Damian into a tight hug.

"Hello there! You look great!" he complimented, revealing perfect white teeth.

I grinned, taking Niall's hand.

"Damian, this is Niall. My boyfriend" I said, loving the sensation of these words on my tongue. Damian smiled and shook Niall's hand before stopping his tracks, his lips parted slightly.

"Wait... You're... Niall Horan? From One Direction?" he said with a dumbstruck expression.

Niall smirked, shrugging. "Yeah!"

Damian looked back and forth from Niall and I before a full-blown grin spread across his face.

"That means... You're Harry Styles!" Damian squealed, facing Harry and making eye contact for the first time. Harry blushed a bright red, his pupils dilating.

"Yeah, i-i'm Hairy… HARRY, I mean Harry" he Stutterd. Damian smiled adorably, his eyes scrunching up.

"Enchanted to meet you, Harry!" Damian said, shaking his hand. They both gave each other shy little smiles, Harry's face still as red as a tomato. Laughing, I turned to Niall who gave me a knowing look.

"Well, we're going to go... Eat. See ya later Damian! You too Harry!" i squeaked and took Niall to the food table, leaving the two boys by themselves.

"Dyou fink Harffyss gay?" I asked, my mouth stuffed with crisps. Niall crunched up his nose in thought.

"Dunnfo but i fink so... Wouldnt adfmot it if he was fo"