Between Us [H.S.]

Nice To Meet Ya

"Smoking alone on a beautiful Saturday night? Pretty depressing if you ask me" I hear a voice behind me. A new one. Is that an irish accent?

I turn around to see a man walking towards me. Please, it's not the time. Leave me alone.

He comes next to me and we stay in silence looking at the view.

"Do you smoke?" I say offering him a cigarette trying to be nice and avoiding the awkwardness I was feeling.

He smiles. "No, thank you. I'm quitting"

"Oh must be hard." I say frowning my brows.

"Yes...considering I never started" I look at him with surprise. We both laugh. "I'm Niall" He says offering me his hand to shake.

"Hi, I'm-" WAIT "Wait are you Niall Horan?" I said with my eyes wide opened shaking his hand maybe too abruptly.

"Last time I checked..." He says running his hand all over his body like he's trying to recognize himself. "...yes, that was me." I smile. Okay, finally someone I can talk to. "Are you a fan?" He asks with a smile.

"Actually I'm not" I said laughing looking at the disapointment painted on his face. "My flatmate...well, my friend Laura, loves you. Well she loved One Direction so she showed me all of it, of course."

"Well I'm sorry for you, must be tough listening to 1D everyday of your life then, our fans are pretty loyal" He says running his hand to the back of his head like he was excusing himself for saying that.

"Oh no! Don't worry! I have ear plugs!" I joke and we both laugh. "I'm Chloe by the way."

"Nice to meet ya" He says winking at me and taking my hand to kiss it. He's flirty but he doesn't make me feel uncomfortable, I guess it's within his personality. He turns me around. "Wanna go dance, Chloe?"

"I really don't know how to..." I say with a worried look on my face not wanting to look ridiculous in front of everyone.

"Oh don't worry babes, me neither, but nothing alcohol can't fix." He says tugging me from my hand and running with me to inside the house. "Wait, can you drink?" He asks with a worried look on his face.

I smiled at the fact that he thinks I might be a minor. "I'm 21 thank-you-very-much"

He holds my hand tighter "Just come with me I swear...Let's get wasted!"

We step inside still holding hands and I'm quite fine with it. He is just a nice guy. I look for Laura through the mass of people dancing. Everyone seems to be wasted and even some people are sleeping on the sofa. How long have I been smoking? I can't find her. Shoot.

"Whatcha lookin for?" He says while handing me a shot glass full of liquid.

"My friend" I shout over the loud music. "I can't find her"

"I'm sure she is here somewhere. We'll find her." He slams his glass into mine and says "For the earplugs!" and we both take the shot together. Ugh. Tequila. Strong tequila.

I don't usually drink this much, I don't know what's gotten into me but nothing might be the night I pass out. Sounds like fun, considering it's full of famous personalities. Just my cup of tea. We've been dancing for some time now. We took some more shots and my head feels a little dizzy, nothing I can't control. Niall and I dance in the middle of everyone doing a pretty pathetic show for them, but having the time of our lives. It's been some time since I don't laugh like this. Mitch, Sarah and the rest look at us entertained by the show, you're welcome people, this is payback for the concert. Harry isn't between them, or at least I can't spot him. Laura isn't either.