The Perfect Storm (Niall Horan Fanfic)

Chapter 15 -- Clubbin Gone Wrong

Elsa's P.O.V

“So the tour doesn't start for two more weeks?” I asked.

“Ya.” Louis said.

“Well then why are we in freakin America now?” I asked.

“We wanted to go on a mini vacay with you.” Harry said and kissed my cheek.

“Oh well how considerate of you guys.” I said as we walked through the lobby of our hotel. The boys rented the penthouse which was at the top of our hotel. Oh did I mention we are in Los Angeles? Yup freakin Los Angles is the first city I get to go to.

“Come one Els, this way.” Harry said as they walked in the elevator. We waited and finally the elevator dinged and we were inside our penthouse.

“Wow this is amazing.” I said as I sat my bag down. Zayn instantly picked it up and took it to a room for me. I walked towards these beautiful doors and opened them to find a balcony and we had the most gorgeous view ever. There were beautiful bushes around the sides that had red roses growing out of them.

“I think someone's in heaven.” Liam said as he walked out on to the balcony. I laughed and then he engulfed me in a hug.

“I love LA so far.” I said.

“Oh honey you haven't seen anything.” Liam laughed.

“Ya honey. We're taking you to your first night club.” Harry said.

“Go get dressed babe!” Louis hollered.

“Alright. Alright.” I said and put my hands up in defense. I skipped back into the penthouse and into my room and put on the perfect clubbing outfit. When I walked out, all the boys were eyeing me.

“Guys, stop it.” I giggled.

“You just look so amazing Els.” Louis said and picked me up. He twirled me around and I laughed.

“Thanks Lou.” I said.

“Now come on, let's go.” Zayn said and took my hand.

In the limo, Zayn and I sat really close and I could see Niall staring at us from the corner of my eye. We finally arrived at the club, and instantly Harry bought me a drink and pulled me on to the dance floor. We danced to the song Talk Dirty, and let me tell ya, Harry sure knows how to dance. After dancing to a few songs with Harry, a guy around twenty asked me to dance. I looked at Harry and he winked at me and I gladly took the guy's hand.

“My name's Adam, what's yours?” he asked.

“I'm Elsa, it's nice to meet you.” I said. He smiled at me and we swayed to the music. I felt his hands slowly move to my waist, and surprisingly I didn't mind. I snaked my arms around his neck and he gave me a quick kiss on the cheek. As we were dancing, I felt someone else grab my waist and pull me away from Adam.

“What the hell?” I yelled. I turned around and made eye contact with a pair of blue eyes.

“Back the fuck off! I swear to God, if you lay one more hand on my girl, you'll be sorry!” Niall shouted. I watched as Adam's eyes filled with fear and my jaw just dropped. Adam took off and then Niall grabbed me by the waist.

“What the hell Niall?!” I asked as I hit him in the chest.

“I don't want anyone else touching you.” he said. I could smell alcohol on his breath, and he was obviously drunk.

“Niall, I'm not your girl. Now get your hands off of me.” I snapped.

As we were standing there a slow song came on, and coincidentally it was the first song that Niall and I had ever slow danced to. I started walking away when Niall grabbed a hold of my wrist and pulled me back.

“Niall, what are you doing?” I asked.

“I'm dancing with you. Is that such a crime?” he said. I looked around for anything to focus my attention on when Niall put his hand under my chin and made me look him in the eyes.

“This is our song you know.” he said as he put his hands on my waist. I sighed and wrapped my arms around his neck. As we were dancing, I refused to look in his eyes.

“Elsie, are you ever gonna look at me?” he asked. “Princess?” My eyes filled with tears as he said my nickname.

“Niall please stop. I can't handle this.” I said.

“Elsa, I still love you.” he said. I instantly looked into his eyes and I knew he was telling the truth. 

As I was staring, Niall leaned into me and crashed his lips on mine. I honestly forgot how amazing his kisses were. We stayed like this for who knows how long, but as soon as it ended I wanted it right back. As we parted, I could taste the alcohol on his breath. Did he really mean that kiss then? The song ended and Niall left me alone on the dance floor. After a while, I searched for Zayn and he sat down at a booth with me. Liam eventually came along and he asked if I wanted to dance and of course I couldn't say no to baby Liam.