Niall's POV

Allison taking advantage of people? But she wasn't like that. She couldn't of known we were going to pass by when she tried to cross the highway. She understood why she had to sell most of her stuff to make ends meet. She wasn't like other spoiled people of today. She was nice to me and my friends from the second I met her. I was so unsure.

Allison's POV
 Niall was spending a lot of time with Daniella.

"do you think he likes me, Eleanor? Truthfully?" I asked, hopeful my friend would say yes.

"Before the party? Sure. Absolutely." she replied.

"but what about now?" I asked.

"I don't know. Hes been dancing with Daniella for the past 4 songs." Eleanor said.

"I was sure he was going to tell me something after he performed." I said, slouching in my seat. No dress, hair style, pair of shoes-no nothing- could make Niall think of me as more than a friend. "I should just go." I told Eleanor. "can we leave?"

"sure let me just tell Louis we are going." she got up and walked away. A few seconds later Daniella appeared in front of me.

"Hi, Allison." she said with a fake smile plastered on her face.

"Um hi?" I asked.

"Listen, I know you probably like Niall," she said. "but don't worry I'm entirely willing to take him off your hands if he happens to not look interested. I told him all about your little act." I was shocked. What did she mean 'take him off my hands if he doesn't look interested.'? She smiled and walked off to her friends.

"Hey, what was that?" Eleanor asked when she came back.

"I...I don't think I should hope Niall likes me anymore." I said softly. "lets just go."


Allison's POV

"Where you guys going?" Louis asked.

"Leaving." I said, walking away.

"What? No! The party's just getting started! Daniella brought out the drinkssss!" Louis sounded like he had a few. He took Eleanor's hand.

"Come dance with me love." he slurred.

"I guess we are staying a while longer!" Eleanor giggled as Louis dragged her away to the dance floor. What was I going to do? I grabbed a beer and took a few sips. After going through maybe half the bottle, I noticed Niall walking toward me, obviously drunk.

"Helllllllloooooooo!!!!" he happily slurred. He took my hand and controlled me like I was a doll to dance with him. I had nearly finished my beer.

"Let's have some fun, love." he said pulling me away from the crowd.

"Where are we going?" I giggled just as drunk, zig zagging my steps I took. He led me to the side of the house. He stared me in the eye. "What are you going to do?" I giggled even more. He leaned in and kissed me. I closed my eyes as I leaned against the house, slowly sliding down and ending up sitting, him sitting on my lap. He got up and stared into my eyes again. "What was that for?" I asked, my mind clear.

"I should've done that the second I met you." Niall subconsciously admits. "I liked you. Alot. A lot alot." he giggles.

"Then what?" I asked.

"Daniella said you were lying." he poked my shoulder.

"Do you believe her?" I asked, desperate for anything that could give me hope.

"I...I don't know."


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