memories
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It was late night, And i couldn't sleep. i tried to but i just couldn't i looked at my clock it was 1:30 am i throw the blanket on the ground and jumped off my bed, turning on the light i looked at a picture of liam and me in the beach, i smiled. i walked strait to my closet to find something to wear, i looked around, i found my leather jacket, grabbed a black jeans with my old leather boots with a small whit tank, i checked for my make up,
trying to open my door slowly so i wouldn't wake liam up i went to the living room, i saw him sleeping in the couch hugging a bag of chips, I didn't want to move him, so i quickly open the door and closed it softly, i ran down stairs to the front door and ran out far enough so i could walk calmly, it still make me mad that i have to sneak out at night to do what ever i want but i couldn't make him worried about me, i walked slowly to my favorite bar,
"well -well- well- well," the bartender smirked trying to hold his cigar with his mouth "isn't it miss independent wheres your brother?" I sat down right in front of him "home sleeping." i looked at the menu "the original pleas." i smiled "you think by smiling will get me to get a miner drunk?" he chuckled
"come on." I rolled my eyes "i'm not even driving to night." I gave him my puppies eye which work every time "pleas." i said
"ugh what am I going to do with you." he softly choked me and went to grab a whisky of the counter
"here," he served me a cup of whisky and handed it to me "i think you have balls for a girl to drink this." he laughed
"cheers," i swallowed it before i could taste it, it felt hard and heavy making me shiver "another." i said
"okay." he shrugged and served me more, i was laughing by the time i had my fourth one, i heard someone come in and sit down i looked "oh great." i said "i'm not surprise to see you either." he said
"here," the bartender knew what he was getting "thanks." he raised his cup and drank it faster than me
"okay Irish boy why when i'm around you always have to pop out of no where?" i turn around to see him
"i have a name you know." he turned around, "listen im not here to stalk you or anything, i was shocked you worked at a breakfast place and hang around the city," he took another sip
"small world huh." i grabbed the battle of whisky,
"yeah it is." he looked at his cup , "what is your name?" he finally asked
"its Ana," I said
"like banana?" he smiled
"no like.. sound as an O." i took a sip
"so O-n-a." he spelled it loud and than pronounce it
"weird name." he took another sip
"oh yeah well what is yours?" i crossed my arms
"Niall... Niall Horan,"
"that's your name," i chuckled a little "that is a stupid name." he looked at me roughly
"hey my mother named me that, and i love it." he said proudly which made me laugh
"and I thought mine sucked." i tried covering my mouth "well it does suck, why not call yourself Anna instead," he frowned
"because that name is like a curse to me." i stooped
"do tell." he crossed his arm making mine go done and lay them on the counter "when i wen to 1 grade i had a girl named Hannah, the teacher would always mix me up with her, and i hated her because she took my brownie.' he grin
"took your brownie?"
"shut up." he untied his arms
"i hated her and the teacher for that because every kid called me Hannah instead of my name. apparently my name wasn't done yet, till i had to move different schools, so i tried to change it, no it didn't work a stupid kid began to call me banana and everyone loved it so everyone called me that all elementary, until i went to middle school that's where i changed my name, i had to beat up that kid so he would agree to stop calling me that into Ana, but instead he called me Ana the Anaconda." Niall began to laugh historically
"whats so funny?" I yelled
"sorry. but this story is so dumb." he covered his mouth with the back of his hand, he looked extremely cute, shit was i saying
"never mind." i took my last drink and got up "no sorry keep on going i like your name story." he stopped me
"i'm tired of sitting down." I said
"than don't worry well talk somewhere, i have the perfect place to go ." he took some bills and set on the bar, "fine but if you try something funny i swear to god-"
"god has nothing to do with this." he frowned i shut up before i could say something else instead i followed him out,
we walked downtown of Chicago end up next by a rail rode to lead to the boats, i remembered this place, it was dark and the stars where out shining brightly but not as much as the moon, i looked at Niall and Zayn appeared i shock my head but it didn't worked my head began to spine
trying to open my door slowly so i wouldn't wake liam up i went to the living room, i saw him sleeping in the couch hugging a bag of chips, I didn't want to move him, so i quickly open the door and closed it softly, i ran down stairs to the front door and ran out far enough so i could walk calmly, it still make me mad that i have to sneak out at night to do what ever i want but i couldn't make him worried about me, i walked slowly to my favorite bar,
"well -well- well- well," the bartender smirked trying to hold his cigar with his mouth "isn't it miss independent wheres your brother?" I sat down right in front of him "home sleeping." i looked at the menu "the original pleas." i smiled "you think by smiling will get me to get a miner drunk?" he chuckled
"come on." I rolled my eyes "i'm not even driving to night." I gave him my puppies eye which work every time "pleas." i said
"ugh what am I going to do with you." he softly choked me and went to grab a whisky of the counter
"here," he served me a cup of whisky and handed it to me "i think you have balls for a girl to drink this." he laughed
"cheers," i swallowed it before i could taste it, it felt hard and heavy making me shiver "another." i said
"okay." he shrugged and served me more, i was laughing by the time i had my fourth one, i heard someone come in and sit down i looked "oh great." i said "i'm not surprise to see you either." he said
"here," the bartender knew what he was getting "thanks." he raised his cup and drank it faster than me
"okay Irish boy why when i'm around you always have to pop out of no where?" i turn around to see him
"i have a name you know." he turned around, "listen im not here to stalk you or anything, i was shocked you worked at a breakfast place and hang around the city," he took another sip
"small world huh." i grabbed the battle of whisky,
"yeah it is." he looked at his cup , "what is your name?" he finally asked
"its Ana," I said
"like banana?" he smiled
"no like.. sound as an O." i took a sip
"so O-n-a." he spelled it loud and than pronounce it
"weird name." he took another sip
"oh yeah well what is yours?" i crossed my arms
"Niall... Niall Horan,"
"that's your name," i chuckled a little "that is a stupid name." he looked at me roughly
"hey my mother named me that, and i love it." he said proudly which made me laugh
"and I thought mine sucked." i tried covering my mouth "well it does suck, why not call yourself Anna instead," he frowned
"because that name is like a curse to me." i stooped
"do tell." he crossed his arm making mine go done and lay them on the counter "when i wen to 1 grade i had a girl named Hannah, the teacher would always mix me up with her, and i hated her because she took my brownie.' he grin
"took your brownie?"
"shut up." he untied his arms
"i hated her and the teacher for that because every kid called me Hannah instead of my name. apparently my name wasn't done yet, till i had to move different schools, so i tried to change it, no it didn't work a stupid kid began to call me banana and everyone loved it so everyone called me that all elementary, until i went to middle school that's where i changed my name, i had to beat up that kid so he would agree to stop calling me that into Ana, but instead he called me Ana the Anaconda." Niall began to laugh historically
"whats so funny?" I yelled
"sorry. but this story is so dumb." he covered his mouth with the back of his hand, he looked extremely cute, shit was i saying
"never mind." i took my last drink and got up "no sorry keep on going i like your name story." he stopped me
"i'm tired of sitting down." I said
"than don't worry well talk somewhere, i have the perfect place to go ." he took some bills and set on the bar, "fine but if you try something funny i swear to god-"
"god has nothing to do with this." he frowned i shut up before i could say something else instead i followed him out,
we walked downtown of Chicago end up next by a rail rode to lead to the boats, i remembered this place, it was dark and the stars where out shining brightly but not as much as the moon, i looked at Niall and Zayn appeared i shock my head but it didn't worked my head began to spine
