The next day, the four of us girls were in my large bathroom getting ready. The boys were down stairs watching TV waiting for us. “Can someone zip me up?” Eleanor asked. I turned and zipped up her red dress. The girls were all finished and looking stunning “Hey, I have those shoes!” I pointed to Danielle’s feet. “Yeah, actually, these are yours!”
“Sure,” I nodded and shrugged, “You can borrow them.” I stepped into my closet to put in my dress. I was all zipped in and I slipped on my shoes. I looked in the mirror and nodded my head in approval.
I’m so ready to have fun tonight.
***
“Oh, don’t forget, tomorrow I have to give you back the contents of your wallet,” Niall said to me as we were approaching the party. I smacked him on the arm, “Why did you do that!? This dress was expensive.”
He just shrugged and smiled, “Can’t I do something nice for my girlfriend?” I blushed and pecked him on the lips. “NO PDA!” Louis and Eleanor screeched. I rolled my eyes and got out of the cab. The others stepped out of their cabs and we all met at the front door of a fancy townhouse. “Okay, I’m not planning on drinking, and neither is Harry, so you guys go crazy!” Liam said over the thumping music that was loud even outside the house.
The seven of us looked at each other, knowing we’re all about to get wasted. We made a mad dash for the house and threw ourselves into the massive crowd of drunken, sweaty, horny, dancing, young people.
Niall and I stood with another couple that we had just met, talking about the different kinds of guitars when a girl with brown hair walked up to me. “Nice tattoo,” She said gesturing to my shoulder where my newest tattoo was. “Tha-“ I started to thank her but her now obnoxious squeaky voice, “OHMYGOD Niall? I haven’t seen you in forever! I’m so surprised you actually showed up!” The young guy talking to Niall looked over at the girl, his eyes widened and he just walked away pulling his girlfriend with him.
I looked over at her, confused by his reaction. The longer I stared at her, the more I realized his reaction made sense, and the more I realized, I wanted to leave too. She wore 8 inch Louboutin red heels. I didn’t even know that Christian Louboutin made 8 inch heels, so they were probably knock offs. She wore a skin tight, black, body con dress was shorter than the sweater I was wearing yesterday. It pushed her boobs out, practically causing them to spill out of her “dress”. Her hair was an ugly, muddy brown, obviously coming from a box. Her blue eyes were contacts and if she didn’t have so much make up on her face, she might be pretty. Her foundation was plastered on to her face and you could actually see it well enough to scrape it off. Her fake eyelashes were long and clumped with mascara. This girl looked like a bitch.
Niall’s eyes nearly popped out of his head. “Sarah? You’ve…..changed,” He said rather awkwardly. “I know, I so got hotter. Who’s this?” She said gesturing to me. “I’m Elizabeth, Niall’s….friend,” I introduced myself, suddenly regret not going public with our relationship yet.
“I’m Sarah, his ex. Thanks for coming to my party. You can go now, Niall and I are gonna dance, catch up, you know?” My eyes widened. I looked over at Niall, who looked scared shitless. I smiled, “Sure, have fun.” I took Niall’s drink out of his hand and walked over to Liam and Harry.
“Did you guys know this was his ex’s party?” I asked them, sitting in between them on a random stool. They shook their heads as they glared at the two dancing. I was so livid that I was actually calm. Louis and Zayn made their way over saying that Perrie and El had gone to the bathroom. “Who’s the whore dancing with your boyfriend?” Louis asked.
“Oh, that is ex-girlfriend. This is her party. This is her house,” I answered through clenched teeth. I had no idea why Niall would dance with her let alone come to her party. “You should dance with Harry. You know, make him jealous and angry, then he’ll know how you feel.”
On any normal day, I’d never do that, because I think that purposely making someone else jealous is wrong. But I had enough alcohol in my system to tell me otherwise. I grabbed Harry’s hand and pulled him to the dance floor. He let his hands fall to my waist and my arms snaked around his neck. Our hips moved to the beat of the music. “Are you sure this is a good idea?” Harry asked. I shook my head but kept dancing.
I looked over his shoulder and saw Niall staring straight at his, his face nearly as red as Sarah’s knock off pumps. I smiled and waved. “Why would he come to a party at his ex’ house and bring his current girlfriend?” I wondered out loud to Harry.
“I think something’s been bothering him lately. He’s been acting weird when you’re not around,” He said in my ear. “Well why can’t he just talk to me about it?” I said. Harry shook his head and shrugged.
As the next song floated through the speakers, Harry pulled my body closer to his. I smiled and looked over his shoulder only to be greeted by a very angry looking Niall Horan. “What the hell is going on here?” He asked.
“I don’t know, why don’t you tell me which part confused you? Was it the fact that your pulse is racing, your face is flushed, your stomach is in knots, and you have an overwhelming need to punch something? Or was it the fact that you were just dancing with your ex-slu-I mean, ex-girlfriend,” I snapped. Niall’s eyes widened and he seemed to calm down.
“Liz, I-I’m sorry, I couldn’t just say no…” He trailed off. “You could have and you should have,” I replied. I turned away from him and Harry and walked towards the door. Before I left I turned and saw Zayn, Liam and Louis all yelling at Niall. I sighed and walked out of the townhouse.
I was too simple. I wasn’t exotic, or culturally interesting. I had blonde hair and brown eyes and a British accent. That’s it. I should have known that Niall would get bored with someone as plain as me. I can’t believe that I was crazy enough to think that I had a future with him.
“Liz, wait!” A voice called from behind me. I turned and saw Liam, Louis, Zayn, and Harry all running towards me. “What are you guys doing?”
“We wanted to make sure you were okay,” Louis said. I nodded, “I’m fine. I just needed some air. I was actually planning on heading home early. You should go back to the party.”
“Do you want me to walk you home?” Harry asked. I smiled and shook my head. “And you’re sure you’re alright? Cause I’ll go in there and slap Niall if you want me too,” Zayn said.
“Guys, I’m fine, really, go and have fun, don’t worry about me,” I smiled and hugged the boys before pushing them in the direction of the house. “If you need me, promise you’ll call me,” Liam stated. I nodded and he smiled one last time before heading back to the party. I sighed and walked in the opposite direction.
I ended up in the park in the center of the city. The park Niall and I went to after our first date. I sat at one of the swings and slowly rocked back and forth. I had taken off my heels so my feet grazed the cool grass below me. I rested my head against the chain and let my thoughts just run absolutely wild.
I heard him before I saw him. “Hey,” He whispered, sitting on the swing next to me. “Hey,” I replied. “You mad?” he asked. I took a deep breath and let it out. “No, I’m not mad.”
“I’m sorry, Liz. I just, I don’t even know what I’m doing.” I turned my head and met his sparkling blue eyes. “You know that you can come and talk to me, about anything, right?” He exhaled loudly, “I do. But I don’t know why I didn’t.”
“You know what really annoyed me most about tonight?” I asked him looking down at the ground. “What?”
“Not being able to tell that girl that you’re my boyfriend.” I got up and made my way to the jungle gym, climbing up the stairs, passing the extra stairs to the slide, and straight to the monkey bars. I sat on top of the bars with my feet dangling in the air.
“When I lived in Doncaster, we had monkey bars and every day after school my best friend, Lucy, and I would play with them. I fell and sprained my ankle really bad. I remember, my mom came running out and she carried me to the car and started singing Let It Be. She was so…so…motherly. She was perfect,” I ended in a whisper. Niall was standing on the plat form just before the monkey bars.
“How did the fire start?” He asked. “I came home from school and made tea. I had a sore throat and I needed to get to Catherine’s house to finish a research project we had for Drama. I had spilled some water and used a towel to wipe the water away. I threw it on the counter, where I had accidentally left the stove on. I ran out of the house, but not before I told them I loved them, and down the street to my friend’s house. Less than 30 minutes later, we heard sirens. We went outside and saw smoke coming from the house—my house. I ran home and a fireman blocked my path. I screamed at him, telling him my parents were in there, that they need to be saved.” I shook my head, “My dad died, he tried putting the fire out but the cabinets fell on him. My mom was pulled out from the house but had inhaled too much of the smoke.”
No tears fell down my face. I knew that if my mom had seen me crying over her, she’d tell me to smile at good memories and not to dwell on the past. I looked at Niall and smiled sadly. “You’re amazing, you know that?” He breathed. I shrugged and smiled looking behind his right shoulder. All the sudden, a flash went off. Confused, I looked at Niall and saw him typing away on his phone. He locked his phone and slipped it back in his pocket. “What did you just do?”
He smiled and shook his head, “Nothing.” Just as he finished speaking, my phone buzzed. I pulled it out from its spot in my strapless bra and opened up twitter.
@NiallOfficial: Isn’t @Elizabeth_Hanover the most beautiful girlfriend you’ve ever seen? <3
I gasped and looked at Niall, “Niall, did you just…”
“I want everyone to know that you’re mine and I’m yours,” He whispered. I climbed over to him and embraced him in a tight hug. “Come on, let’s get you home,” He said. We clasped hands and he picked up my shoes. We cut through the football fields and walked to my townhouse.
The twitter world was probably going insane and directioners were probably shitting themselves, but that didn’t matter right now. It was me and Niall. And I couldn’t be happier.
“So, aren’t you supposed to call Simon before going public with a relationship?” I asked, as we walked into my bedroom. “Yes, but I didn’t, so he’ll probably just want to talk to me sometime in the next few days,” He answered as I waked into my large closet. I pulled out a pair of sweats and a tank top and made way back to the room. I turned my back towards Niall, “Can you unzip me?” I moved my hair over my left shoulder and crossed my arms over my chest so my dress wouldn’t fall on the floor.
Niall pulled my body close to his. I could feel his warm breath on my neck as he moved my arms to my sides. Slowly, his hands went from my arms, to my shoulders, to my back, and then to my zipper. Niall slowly pulled the zipper down. He pressed his lips to my shoulder, making a trail all the way up my neck as my blue dress fell to the floor. I was left in a strapless black lace bra and matching underwear. His hands made their way to my waist and squeezed gently. He was still leaving butterfly kisses on my neck and shoulder. Electricity was coursing through my veins. I wasn’t sure if it was the cold air meeting my suddenly very warm body, the alcohol still faintly buzzing through me, or the feeling of his lips on my skin.
I turned around and pressed my lips to his. I ran my hands through his messy blonde locks and pressed my half naked body to his. He pulled away slightly and rested his forehead against mine. “Elizabeth, I-I love you,” He whispered. My heart skipped a beat and my stomach leapt into my throat. A warmth spread through my entire body as I smiled back at him. “I love you, Niall,” I answered him without hesitation. There was no doubt in my mind about Niall. I loved him and I knew it. I felt it throughout my whole body. From my head down to my toes, I loved him.
“I’m all yours,” I whispered before I was sent into a night of mind-blowing, world-shattering, pleasure.
***
The sun crept through the blinds, shining directly in my eyes. I so wasn’t ready to wake up. My eyes fluttered open and I met Niall’s crystal blue eyes. I smiled at him, “Are you watching me sleep?”
He chuckled, “Sorry, you’re so cute when you’re asleep.” I blushed and looked down and the sheets. My eyes widened and I lifted the thin sheet and saw that our naked bodies were entangled within each other. “Oh,” I blushed again. He put a finger under my chin and forced me to meet his eyes. “Last night was amazing. But—Simon wants to see us. Both of us.”
I made a face, “Let me shower and get dressed.” I got up and took the sheet with me, wrapping my body in it. “Can I join you?” Niall teasingly asked. “Nope! There’s a guest bathroom and you know where it is.” I shot him a smile before I disappeared into the bathroom connected to my closet.
I took a shower, letting the hot water run down my body as I smiled at the memory of last night. I picked out my outfit and got dressed, not being able to get Niall out of my head.
“Is that the phone case that Louis got you?” Niall asked as I entered the living room, looking through my twitter. I laughed and nodded looking at the I Love One Direction phone case, “Yeah, he’s quite cheeky. You ready?”
He nodded and shut the TV off. I grabbed the keys to my black BMW and we left the house. “How can you afford a BMW?” Niall asked as he slid into the passenger side. “My parents left me a trust fund that I couldn’t touch until I was 18. I always wanted one so I got one.” I shrugged. “I loved driving it on Thursday,” He commented.
“Yeah, that’ll never happen again,” I said seriously. “But I got my license!” He protested. I snorted, “Like 2 days ago. You aren’t driving my baby, Nialler. I’m sorry.”
He sighed loudly, “Fine.” We smiled and I turned on the radio.
I parked on the street across from the Syco headquarters. Niall and I looked at each other, nervousness bubbling to the surface. We stood outside my car on the sidewalk of the extremely busy street. “You ready?” He asked. I nodded and he grabbed my hand, leading me into the building, and into the office of one of the most powerful businessmen in England.

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