New chapter! One thing before you read, I finished writing this story and I just wanted to let you know that I'm hoping to upload it all by July 15th. I go away to camp (WHERE THERE ISN'T INTERNET CONNECTION..) that day, and I don't wanna leave this hanging for the time that I'm away! So..yeah. Okay. ENJOY. BYE. :) x
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Next city, next concert, next never-ending drive. Each show passed by so quickly, and lately the guys have been extremely busy with interviews and photo shoots. The girls weren't usually that busy, they only had a rehearsal before every show. I would sit in on a few, but not that often. It usually made me depressed to watch them so why make myself depressed for no reason?
Tonight we were actually going out to a club. It's been a while since we've done anything fun together, so I was excited. I dressed in a short navy dress. On the top part it was sequined, and was a tank top dress. [see picture in sidebar]
I curled my hair with a curling wand, making the curls flow loosely. I braided my bangs back into one of those French braids along the top of my head - headband braids I believe they're called. It didn't go fully around my head, but started at my part. I made I applied light makeup and grabbed my phone and put it into one of the dress's pockets (yes, POCKETS). I decided to put on flats, or well, a flat, on my one foot. Bailey, who was wearing an adorable short, strapless coral dress, and I headed out into the elevator, meeting up with the other girls on the way. They were all equally dressed up, and, not to brag or anything, but we looked totally hot. Okay, that's bragging. But oh well. I speak the truth.
We met up with the guys in the lobby and Travis drove us to a club called Night Lights. I think that's the stupidest name for a club I've ever heard. Like...ever. But according to Niall, it was pretty cool, so we'd see how it goes!
We got out of the car and headed in. We ordered drinks and sat at the bar.
"Can we not get as drunk as last time? I do not want to have that hangover ever again!"
"You can drink as much as you want, but I'm going to get as drunk as I can!" Harry announced and we all rolled our eyes.
"You would, Harry. You would." Demi laughed. Harry and Demi had become really close lately since they were both the outsiders of the group - Harry being single and Demi having Graham. Whenever we were going to do couple-y things, Demi and Harry would usually go out somewhere and get drunk or go to a party (how they always had a party to attend, I had no clue). They both loved to drink, one more thing that they had in common. They were inseparable. We always joked that they would eventually fall in love, but we all knew they wouldn't. Demi loved Graham more than anything, and they were so adorable together!
"So...we're not drinking?" Bella questioned, confused.
"I am not drinking! That hangover was terrible and I never ever never ever wanna go back!" I said.
"You said never ever twice." Liam pointed out.
"I meant to!" I barked back and he was taken aback.
"Good dog." Bailey patted his head and I sent a smile in her direction.
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So my whole "non-drinking" plan didn't exactly work out. We were all completely drunk.
"Bailey! Come sit with me! I'm bored!" I slurred.
She was dancing along with everyone else. I, obviously, couldn't. Niall insisted that he sit with me, but I forced him to go dance. Meanwhile, I got extremely drunk at the bar. Awesome. She came over and sat down next to me.
"Sup homie." She said, trying to act all cool and gangster.
"Don't call me homie." I shook my head and we laughed. When we were drunk, I found that we laughed a lot more, thinking everything was a bit funnier. "I wanna go home. I'm bored. I can't dance. I'm stupid."
"You're not stupid, silly!" She rolled her eyes at me. "And don't go home! Niall will dance with you!"
"I might have some problems with that." I gestured towards my leg.
"Niall!" She growled, calling him over. "Dance with your girlfriend."
He reached out his hand, allowing me to take it. I grabbed hold of it, "I can't dance, though! I can't walk!"
A slow song started to play, I Won't Give Up by Jason Mraz, and Niall gave me a cheeky grin. "See? It's fate, a slow dance, you're supposed to dance with me. Come on, you'll be able to dance."
"I don't think it's an effort thing! I cannot dance physically!"
"Follow my lead, okay?" I did as I was told, hopping my way onto the dance floor.
"What am I supposed to do?" I asked, extremely confused about his thought processes.
"Put your feet on mine."
I placed my feet on top of his, "I don't think this is gonna work."
"It will." He started to move, making me move also. We were actually dancing! Well, technically. I wasn't really doing any of the work, he was doing it all. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he wrapped his around my waist. It was definitely an awkward, uncomfortable way to move, but hey. It was dancing, and that was good enough for me. A smile made it's way onto my face as I let my ears take in the lyrics of the music.
When I look into your eyes,
It's like watching the night sky or a beautiful sunrise,
There's so much they hold and just like them old stars,
I see that you've come so far,
to be right where you are,
How old is your soul?
I won't give up on us,
even if the skies get rough.
I'm giving you all my love.
I'm still looking up.
And when you're needing your space,
to do some navigating,
I'll be here, patiently waiting,
to see what you find.
'Cause even the stars they burn,
some even fall to the earth.
We got a lot to learn.
God knows we're worth it.
No, I won't give up.
I don't want to be someone who walks away so easily.
I'm here to stay and make the difference that I can make.
Our differences, they do a lot to teach us
how to use the tools and gifts we got,
yeah, we got a lot at stake and in the end you're still my friend.
At least we did intend for us to work.
We didn't break, we didn't burn.
We had to learn, how to bend, without the world, caving in.
I had to learn, what I've got and what I'm not and who I am.
I won't give up on us,
even if the skies get rough.
I'm giving you all my love.
I'm still looking up.
I'm still looking up.
Well, I won't give up on us.
(No, I'm not giving up.)
God knows I'm tough enough.
(I am tough, I am love.)
We got a lot to learn.
(We're life, we are love.)
God knows we're worth it.
(And we're worth it.)
I won't give up on us,
even if the skies get rough.
I'm giving you all my love.
I'm still looking up.
"I love this song." I whispered.
"I love you." Niall replied simply. It wasn't a phrase he threw around that much, but he knew when to use it. It still brought butterflies to my stomach every time he did. The way his Irish accent melted around those simple three words. That's all they were, really. Just three short words. Separately they didn't have as much meaning, except the word love; the key word in the phrase. Together they held a certain meaning, though. A meaning that couldn't compare to anything else. A meaning that could change easily by changing a single word of the sentence. I love her, I love him. I hate you, I hate her, I hate him. All with completely different meanings, yet still holding the same significance and are so similar to the original sentence. I silently hoped that none of those changed phrases would ever come out of Niall's mouth. I liked it better when he said 'I love you'.
I smiled as he pressed a soft koss on my forehead. "Hey. Niall?"
"Yeah, babe?" He whispered softly.
"I never thought I'd be the one to say this, but thanks for teaching me how to dance."
MERP. Heh, teach me how to dance. Notice reference to title at the end. Okay, well this was a filler chapter kinda but it leads me to the ending chapters...there should be like two - four more...I forget the exact number :) okay. updates might be slow this week (cousins in town!!) but don't forget to tell me what you thought! BYE! :)
P.S. the picture of Calista's dress is on the side! I hope I didn't forget it. Oh boy. If I forgot it, LET ME KNOW!!