~Nicole~
"Hahaha come on, silly! You need to get me more from the nice man! He says I can't have anymore, but I reallllyyyyy want more! Pleaseeeee?" I beg the guy standing next to me, tugging onto his shirt.
He grins at me and buys me another shot and I down it in one gulp. Before I can ask for another one, however, he pulls me onto the crowded dance floor and I go crazy, jumping around and dancing until he pulls me close to him. I slowly start grinding up against him, imitating the other couples I see through my blurry vision.
I wrap my arms around his neck and he begins to lean in to me, pressing me against a wall. I close my eyes, waiting, but abruptly open them when I hear a strange sound and see him on the floor, his nose bleeding. I giggle.
"Silly boy! That's why you don't drink so much! Or you end up like that. HEY PEOPLE! DON'T DRINK CAUSE YOU'LL END UP LIKE HIM!" I scream.
I look up and see another guy, standing over the man who was just about to get lucky with me. He looks familiar. His fist is clenched and boy, he looks angry!
"Nicole," he begins, taking my hand and pulling me somewhere.
I giggle.
"Ooh, where are you taking me? Haha you're kind of cute, my bed tonight, okay? Cool, I like you!" I say, winking at the boy.
"Ohmahgawd I remember you now!" I say as he sits me down on a couch.
"You're Lee-yum right? Hehe I like that name!" I say, twirling some hair around my finger.
I curl up on the couch suddenly exhausted. Tears stream down my face as a big yawn escapes me, and I shiver with cold.
The boy puts his jacket over my shoulders and wipes the tears from my eyes.
I feel myself dozing off into a deep sleep and I cuddle up to him, wrapping my arms around him.
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My eyes flutter open, but I quickly shut them tight, as the pounding in my head got worse when the light hit my eyes.
I let out a loud groan and flip over, covering my head with a soft pillow.
"You're up?" someone says, the noise making me jolt.
"Stop. Talking. Head. Hurts," I say.
The person sighs. "You need to get up! It's two already, serves you right for drinking so much last night! I mean, you were never a huge drinker, but you were about to have sex right there with some random guy if Liam didn't punch the living daylights out of him!"
What?
I open my eyes and slowly sit up to face Jess, who looks a little hungover but nowhere near as bad as me.
"Seriously?"
She nods and snorts. "You should've seen how upset he was. But you really should get drunk more often, you're so much fun!"
I roll my eyes while she giggles.
"Get changed!" she commands, throwing a wad of clothes at me.
I groan and begin the painstaking task of getting dressed. Ugh. This is why I never drink excessively. But last night, I think I needed it. It helped me forget everything, all the fucked up problems that are flooding back to me right now.
Once I have a loose tank top and some denim shorts pulled on, I attempt to stand up but I just sink back into my bed instead. "Ow!" I exclaim and give my best friend, who is failing at holding back her laughter, my best death glare, but it just hurts my head more so I let her help me stand up and she helps me shuffle to the door.
I give a weak smile to Sydney, who is sitting on the couch, and she exchanges a knowing glance with Jess before giggling. I scowl at her and walk to the bathroom, brushing some foundation over my pale cheeks and circling my eyes in dark blue eyeliner, finishing with a few coats of mascara.
Well, at least I look a little better now. I settle with leaving my hair down, because it doesn't look horrible and I can't imagine how much it would hurt if I attempted to pull a brush through it.
I sigh and walk out of the bathroom, going back into my room and laying down, my pounding headache preventing me from wanting to do much of anything else.
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"Isn't it beautiful?" he says, stroking my hair, as we lay under the tree with multicolored leaves that fall, one by one, dancing in the wind.
I nod, breathing in the crisp air and standing up, smiling as a gust of wind picks up the leaves on the ground, making them swirl around in the air. I giggle, and he stands up with me and we gleefully dance around, singing songs and playing childish games until sunset, when I bid him a quick goodbye and scurry off to my house.
I lock myself in my room and smile at the perfect day, stopping when I see that my window is open. I never leave it open. I shrug and pull it closed, seeing a piece of paper that was attached to it begin to fall off into the cool autumn air. But I catch it, reading the words that were scrawled onto it.
L, you know what I am capable of. I can hit you where it hurts the most. And you wouldn't want your precious Nicole to come to any harm, would you?
-X
There is a reply on the back.
X, if you dare touch a hair on her head, I--
The sentence is cut off there, but there are two more sentences in the first handwriting right under it.
Nicole, there is much evil in the world, and we wouldn't want you to fall victim to it like the poor person in this note, would we? Stay away from Harry.
-X
~~~
I wake up, sweat beads gathering on my forehead as I remember one of my last dates with Harry and the note that terrified me for years. I don't know why I thought of it all of a sudden, because I'd brushed it off as a prank a while ago.
My train of thoughts is broken by my ringing phone.
"Hello?"
"I told you to stay away from Harry."
I feel my face pale.
"Who is this?"
"You didn't listen to me. But now you will. I don't care about Harry anymore, but you will stay away from Liam, or there will be serious consequences for everyone involved."
The line goes dead and I drop the phone on the floor, my body trembling as I fall into a dead faint.
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Hi! hope you enjoyed this chappie even though it's so short, I honestly just think it was really awkward in the beginning cuz I didn't know what to write but whatevssss. vote, comment, or fan pleaseeee <3 love you all! ^,^ -Dani
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