Miss Popular, kidnapped by One Direction (Niall Horan love story)

Chapter 8: drunk partying, and movie nights

recap:

I had enought

Tears stung my cheeks

Since hes off snogging sluts, ill go have fun myself.

I stoop up and had 5 pairs of eyes on me.

I took off the diamond ring and threw it in the trash then headed to the door.

"where are you going" Liam asked as he followed nehind.

"To the club." i said as i opened the door.

"were coming with you."  Niall and Louis said in unison.

I smiled

Perfect!

Payback is a bitch.

and revenge is a dish best served cold.

I smiled to the boys and nodded.

"lets go boys." i said as i walked to my car as the boys piled in.

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"may i get you something?" a tall muscular guy asked as he smiled a bleached smile at me.

"yeah! 6 beers please for all of us!" i smiled as i pointed to the boys.

He smiled back and nodded then handed us out ice cold beers.

*1 HOUR LATER*

One hour later 4 shots, and 2 beers later

"LEEEWWWWEEHH!!!" i slurred as i grinned at him.

"ANAHHH BEEELLLLEE" he slurred and winked at me.

He grabbed my hand and started doing some crazy drunk dance.

I started clutching my stomach laughing becuase right now, ever thing was hillarious.

I sobered up my laugh and joined him.

Then "Dirty Dancing" started playing.

I smiled to myself then started grinding on Louis when i spotted Niall.

"NIIAALLLYYY" i smiled and held my hand out.

He smiled his breath taking smile and walked over and started dancing in front of me.

Louis was dancing behind me, me grinding on him, while i was dancing in between Nialls legs while his hands were on my hips.

Niall leaned in and whispered "ill be right back." but it sounded more like "Owl me light lack." due to his drunken state. his deep raspy voice sent delightful shivvers down my spine.

I nodded and turned around to be breeted by Louis blue eyes looking me up and down.

I was still in my pink satin dress.

It slipped off my shoulders and was now showing cleavage and i swear i saw him lick his lips.

The smell of alcohol entered my nose and his breath tickled my cheeks.

He placed his hands on my waist and pulled me closer.

Our lips inches apart.

Deja Vu..

He closed the ga with a soft, yet very urgent and lustful kiss.

I, being the drunk i am, wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him back.

his kiss was rough and his lips were cold and thin.

I could swear lights were flashing but i was to caught up in the kiss.