Casual Affair (Niall Fanfic)

Chapter 1

"You're a freaking wimp Horan!" Harry slurs as he hands Niall a drink. "One more can't kill you."

Niall looks at the small cup of Vodka, he suppose, and cola. He knows they shouldn't be drinking this late, especially with their early morning tomorrow.

But, one more can't hurt....

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"Hey, hey bro, wake up," Niall hears in his sleep. "We have to leave man. C'mon I know you're awake, don't lie Horan."

Niall groans as he opens his eyes. The sunlight shining through the curtains makes the pain in his head worse.

"What the hell? Where am I?" he mumbles.

"In your hotel room," Liam replies. "You and Harry passed out last night before making it to your room."

Niall buries his head in the pillow and tries to stop the pain in his head. Of course, that won't work...

"Bro, you seriously need to stop drinking so much. One day you're going to fuck up and regret it..."

"What do you mean?"

"You've been drinking like crazy, you know it!" Liam says loudly making his head hurt worse.

"C'mon get up, you need to shower and get ready. You leave in an hour and a half," Liam says, patting his back. Niall feels the bed move as Liam gets up. "And don't forget your passport."

"Yeah, yeah got it," Niall groans and waits for Liam to leave the room before he grabs his phone from the nightstand.

"Hey mate, you need to call me ASAP," Louis' text message reads.

"Niall, you're in great deal of trouble again," read Zayn's message.

"What do you mean?" Niall replies to Zayn. He then calls Louis and waits as the phone rings.

"Hello Niall," Louis says sternly. "You had a great night last night?"

"Um, yeah I suppose," Niall says and rolls over onto his back. "What do you want Louis?"

"The papers. They saw you leaving the club with 2 girls, mate, this needs to stop, It's not good for your reputation. For God's sake man, you're a famous songwriter. If you want to keep your career going and be successful, you must watch yourself."

Niall laughs heartily into the phone. "Louis, you know very well I can't just change in one day. I'm fucking 25 years old. I'm not a kid anymore. I have needs."

"Well, your damn needs must calm down or you're going to screw up your life," Louis says. "I'm getting calls everywhere for a statement. You and Harry need to calm down. I know he's your great mate and all-"

"Yeah, but he's your fuck buddy too," Niall interrupts without thinking.

He hears Louis gasp at his harsh words. "Niall, that has nothing to do with this. Harry and I's, um, friendship is none of your business. Anyway, what should I do with you? I have no earthly idea anymore."

"Just let me be mate," Niall says, sitting up. "You need to let me live life to my fullest. I'm okay, trust me. Let the people think what they want. I'm a 3 times award winning songwriter! People aren't going to let papers change that. They're still going to want my writing skills for their next hit single or debut."

Louis sighs deeply into the receiver. "What if we got you a girl?"

A what? A girl? Um, Niall is pretty sure he can get ANY girl he wants with just one snap of the fingers. He doesn't need Louis' help in that department.