OLIVIA'S POV
Just when you think it gets better, it just gets worse.
"You'll have fun. I promise!" Carly reminded me. I groaned and rolled my eyes.
"You've been saying that over and over again! We're in the car now, you can cut the act." I snapped.
"Phew! Do you know how hard that was! I'm just kidding, this is where you are going to die." Nancy spoke as she parked the car on the side of the street.
"Don't say that Nan! She's messing with you Liv." Hailey told me.
"Yea, I could tell." I muttered under my breath as we got out of the car. We headed for the entrance of the club. I scrunched my face in disgust by the horrible smell. The Anthem by Pitbull (Feat. Lil Jon) was blasting on a really high volume. I followed closely behind the group of girls that brought me here.
They all decided to split apart and go their own way, leaving me to figure out my way. I sighed, not liking this idea at all. I walked over to an empty table and sat in the booth. I tapped my fingers to the beat of the music and hummed. All of the sudden a hand slammed on the table, causing me to jump and look up.
There he stood, Niall Horan, looking drunk as ever.
"Who was that guy?" He slurred.
"What guy?" I asked him, furrowing my eyebrows. Who is here with him? They should be watching him, because he honestly can't drive himself home tonight.
"That- that guy that was, sterring at you!" He screamed. Sterring? Does he mean staring? I think he ment staring. Yea . . .
"I don't know what you are talking about Niall, there are millions of guys in here and a lot of girls to stare at, he could've been staring at someone near me." I told him, even though it might not get through his stupid brain. Yea, that's right, I called his brain stupid.
"Neverrrmind I'll find someone likeee ew!" He sang while bobbing his head side to side. I got up and took his wrist, ready to drag ourselves out of this crappy place. "Where we goin'?" He asked.
"Home." I answered.
"Ohhh. I think I know where this is going." He purred.
"Yea, you really don't considering you're drunk." I stated.
"Who said I was?"
"Your breath, when you speak, and how you walk."
"Lemme tell you somethin'" he stopped walking and pointed his finger in the air, "I've liked you ever since you stole me watch." I furrowed my eyebrows. This guy, is crazy drunk. Period.
"Tell that to your mommy when you get home ok?" I instructed. I think he took my sentence to heart because his eyes turned a deep shade of blue. He was furious. He pushed me against the wall and pressed his forehead against mine.
"She's dead." He gritted his teeth together. I imediatly felt guilty.
"I-I'm sorry-"
"You should be!" He was breathing heavily, "I live on my own." I flinched when his fist connected to the brick wall, only inches away from my face. I probably looked like a little coward. "The things I could do to you Olivia. Things that I want to do more than anything, but I choose not to, want to know why?" I nodded, waiting for him to continue, "Because you are innocent, kind, and beautiful. It wouldn't be right to ruin all of that. You wiggled your way into my head, and I want you out. I tried everything, to get you to leave my mind, but you've got something that I want." He grabbed both my hands and intertwined them with his. He looked at both of ours hands. I could tell in his eyes that he was sad and lost. He closed his eyes tight as he breathed out in pain.
"Are y-you ok?"
"Just a headache." He simply answered.
"Lets get you home," It was almost as if his drunken state vanished. I put him arm over my shoulder to support him as we walked down the sidewalk. I tried to remember the directions after I left his house the other night. It was strange how his house was in the woods . . . As I walked along the path I used to exit the woods, I felt myself coming to a stop. I glanced at Niall to see him shaking his head.
"It's too dangerous for you to be in the woods at night, leave. I'll find my way." He mumbled. It was my turn to shake my head.
"No, I'm not going home until I know you are safe in the house." Whoa, I sound protective. He rolled his eyes and we began our walk.
I finally found the house! Yes! I took the keys from Niall, eager to get in the house and away from the scary open forest. I gently pulled Niall in, shutting and locking the door. I'm too scared to go back out there, on my own.
We finally reached his bedroom. I walked over to his bed and ushered him to lay down. He slipped in his bed and I quickly walked downstairs, finding the small kitchen. I found a glass cup and turned the tap on to fill it with water. I walked upstairs, into his room, setting the glass of water on his bedside table.
"Olivia, c'mere." He mumbled, holding his arms out. I sighed and slipped under the covers, making sure I wasn't touching Niall. "Babyyy." He groaned, wrapping his arm around my waist and pulling me closer to him so that our chests were touching. "Much better." He said, kissing my forehead and looking into my eyes. We stared at eachother in silence, until I spoke up,
"Get some rest." He nodded, and shut his eyes, imediatly falling asleep. I brought my hand up to his face, cupping his left - visible - cheek and caressing it. He faintly smiled, causing me to smile. I took the oppertunity to snuggle closer to him and drift off into a nice dream.
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"Agh!" I opened my eyes, rubbing them to see where the noise came from. I searched around the room, spotting Niall kneeling on the ground, picking up pieces of what looks like glass. I sat up, catching Nialls attention.
"What happened?" I asked, standing up and walking over to try and help pick of the pieces. He stood up and pushed me away from the shards of glass.
"I can do it on my own. I don't need another person in my life hurt." He mumbled the last part to himself, thinking I wouldn't of heard him.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Nothing, alright. Just go back to your lttle sleep and leave me alone right now!" He snapped. I apologized and sat on the floor next to the bed. He did not accept my apology, or apologize for snapping, but I honestly don't care. I just don't want him mad at me. I don't like that feeling at all. It feels like I'm being rejected, and I don't like that one bit.
He threw the pieces in the trash and walked over to me. He grabbed my hands., pulling me off of the ground and pushing me onto the bed. I gasped at the sudden force.
"Niall-" He climbed on top of me and smashed his lips onto mine. He gently pushed me down so that I was laying on my back. Moving his hands so that they were below my jaw, both his thumbs caressing my cheeks. I didn't kiss back, not wanting to kiss someone I barely know.
"Kiss me." He growled. I hesitantly obeyed, scared by his demanding tone. He smirked into the kiss before pulling away. "Lets go." He spoke, getting off the bed and pulling me with him.
"Where are we going?" I asked.
"I have to practice for a boxing tournament this Friday, you are coming to the tournament, right, my sweet little thang." He answered, pulling me close to him by the waistband of my jeans and pecking me on the lips.
"U-uh, ya ok." I nodded. Note to self, tell mama I am going to go watch a boxing tournament with my friends on Friday. "I-I need to change." I reminded him.
"Just borrow my clothes." He said, walking over to his drawers and picking out a pair of his clothes. He threw me the same clothes I had worn last time I was here. I sniffed them, and suprisingly, they smelt clean. After minutes of him arguing for me to change in his room, and me arguing to change in the bathroom, he finally gave me directions to where it was.
I walked in the bathroom and shut it, quickly locking it so he would not try anything. I changed into the clothes and walked out, carrying my own clothes. I walked into Nialls bedroom, seeing him shirtless, but this time, I got to see his abs. I nearly dropped my clothes. So. Beautiful.
"Aye, no drooling on the carpet babe." He teased. I blushed and quickly looked down. Talk about embarassing Olivia! I placed my clothes on his bed, figuring I'd come back and claim them. "Lets go short cake." He finally cut the awkward silence. Grabbing my hand and dragging me outside, we had no transportation, since his car was back at the nightclub, so we are pretty much forced to walk. I didn't mind. I felt safe with his body next to mine.
After a while of walking we entered a private gym he comes to, to train. We walked through a couple of doors until we got to a small room with a big mirror and a lot of training and excercising equipment. Niall set his bag down and let go of my hand - frown - to pull his hand gloves on. He strapped them on tight before standing up.
"There's a stereo over there if you want to play some music." He told me, pointing to a big stereo. I smiled wide and took my phone out of the pocket I put it in. I ran over to the stereo, plugging in my phone and turning on a song. Radioactive blasted throughout the room as Niall laughed, causing me to smile. He walked over to the punching bag hanging in the middle of the room. I sat against the mirror and watched Niall. His muscles bulging out, making him look even more hot. He wore black basketball shorts and a white sleavless hoodie with the hood on his head. He sure does like wearing hoodies? I tilted my head and watched him sideways.
I ended up watching him while I was upside down. He glanced over at me and smiled. I smiled back, watching him stride toward me. He bent down and gave me a little kiss. He was breathless and sweatie, but I could care less. He looked cute.
"What are you doing upside down?" He asked.
"I don't really know how to answer that." I spoke, not wiping off the smile on my face. He laughed and shook his head.
"My silly girl." He mumbled, standing up and walking over to his bag to take a sip out of his water bottle.
"Is your hangover gone?" I asked him, standing up, feeling slightly dizzy, but eventually gaining my balance.
"Yea." He nodded, setting his bottle back down. I nodded and pulled a duck face, causing him to laugh and kiss me again. "Stop being so dang cute."
"I'm not cute!" I crossed my arms.
"You're right," He smirked, "You're adorable." I rolled my eyes and smiled.
"Whatever you say Niall." He wrapped both of his stong arms around my waist, pulling me against his sweaty body.
"Olivia, oh, Olivia! You so fineee!" He belted out the worst tune, causing me to cover his mouth with my hand.
"Don't." I laughed as he chuckled. He tried to talk, but it came out as a muffled noise since my hand was still over his mouth. I uncovered his mouth and he began to sing again. But, this time, his voice was more softer and angelic. He stopped singing and scratched his neck awkwardly. "That was amazing!" I squealed. Hurricane by Bridget Mendler played, pulling me out of my thoughts. I blushed and walked over to turn it off, but Niall stopped me.
He twirled me around and we danced while laughing. I decided to sing along with the song as Niall listened. He chuckled as I played on my air guitar. All of the sudden the music stopped and we froze. We looked over at the stereo to find an older guy standing with his finger on the pause button. Niall took my hand and pulled me behind him.
"We agreed that there would be no girls Horan." The mand spat, walking over to us.
"That was what, 9 years ago? Leave us alone Rogers." Niall sneered at the tall man.
"It was a deal." The guy gritted his teeth. "That thing, needs to get outa here," He emphasised 'thing', referring to me.
"Her name is Olivia. She's not a thing. And no, I don't think she'll be leaving anytime soon." Niall hissed.
"C'mon boy, don't play with me. Lets go young lady, time to say bye bye." The guy said, reaching out to grab me. Niall grabbed his hand and kicked his stomach.
"Don't look her," He punched the guys face, "Don't talk to her," He pushed the guy to the ground, "And most certainly, you never, touch my girl." He began beating the crap out of the guy. I flinched everytime Niall swung a fist at him. I was frozen, unable to move. "You hear me!" Niall yelled so loud, I jumped in my spot, slighty shaking. The guy groaned and nodded. "Good." Niall walked towards me, wiping sweat off of his forehead. "I'm sorry you had to see that Princess." He apogized, taking my hand. I nodded and quickly pulled him into a hug once I realized a tear slipped from his eye.
"It's ok Niall, it's alright." I reassured him,
"You aren't afraid of me?" He asked in shock.
"No." I shook my head and he smiled in relief. He pulled me in for a kiss. When we broke, he smiled again and brushed a strand of hair out of my face.
"Grab your stuff, I guess it's time to go." He told me. I nodded and ran over to the stereo, grabbing my phone and running back over to Niall once I noticed the guy was gone. I started to silenty freak out. "You ok Olivia?" Niall asked me as we walked down the hall.
"I'm just s-scared that the guy will come after me." I mumbled, a bit embarassed. Niall pulled me closer to him and kissed my temple.
"He'll have to go through me to get to you. And that's quite a challenge baby." He put my nerves at rest.
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Felt like updating:)
I'm having a really bad week.
I'm sick and one of my classes has been getting me really stressed out, and when I get really stressed, I tend to cry. Aha I'm not a baby ok!