Here We Are

There was no reason to talk to me like that just because I didn’t know who he was. I’ve met some famous people before and I’ve never been talked to like that. I walked towards the back exit because I planned to leave, but I was stopped by someone who grabbed me by the shoulder. I turned around to see another cute boy. I wondered if he was going to make me feel bad like Harry did.

“Can I help you?”

“I heard what Harry said to you. I just wanted you to know that he isn’t usually like that. He’s drunk.”

“He really hurt my feelings. I’m sorry, but who are you?”

“My name is Niall. I’m in the same group he is in.”

“Are you going to criticize my life, too? Because I really just want to call a cab and go home.”

“I’m not like that. None of us are. Like I said, he has just had too much to drink.”

“Whatever, I’m going home.” I started to walk away but he stopped me again.

“Can I at least drive you home? I was just about to leave myself. I’m not really feeling this party.”

“I … sure,” I hesitated. When Niall talked to me, he didn’t have some smug expression on his face. I could tell how genuine he was being. He took my hand and guided me out the back. He led me down alleys and dark paths, but never stopped holding my hand.

“Where are you taking me? I can barely see where we’re going,” I asked.

“I remember watching an interview of your sister’s where she talked about how you hated having your picture taken, so I’m avoiding the paparazzi,” he answered. I smiled at how considerate he was being. That smile turned around when I realized the fact that he said he knew my sister. I kept silent the rest of the walk, but I never let go of his hand. When we finally reached his vehicle, I let go. He opened up the door for me and I got in. I had never been in a car like this. This had to have been worth more than my house back in the states. He got in the car and we started to drive.

“Do I need to tell you where to go?” I asked.

“Nah, I know where to go. I’ve been to your sister’s once or twice.”

“Ah … so you know my sister,” I murmured.

“She’s a pretty close friend of everyone in the group. She talks about you every time we hang out,” he answered.

“So … she’s probably told you about my loser life, yeah?”

I heard Niall let out a huge sigh. “You’re a hardworking woman who has gone through a lot of shit. You’re not a loser. If anything, you’re an inspiration.”

“You’re just saying that.”

“I’m not a liar. I say what I mean and I mean what I say.”

The whole car ride back we talked about our past lives. I haven’t had someone to talk to like that since I met Brooklyn two months ago. He really listened to what I had to say and he comforted me when I talked about hard things. When we arrived back at the flat, we stayed in his car and talked for a while. Half way through the conversation he had his hand on my leg, but I knew it was for comfort. I was okay with that.

“I haven’t talk like this to anyone in a long time,” I said to him.

“I haven’t either. It’s really refreshing, plus I really just like talking to you.” He put his hand on my hand. “Can I ask you something?”

I felt my face getting hot. I’ve had more action today than I’ve had in the past two years. “Sure, anything.”

“Would you want to go out with me sometime, maybe?”

“You mean, like a date?”

His grip on my hand got a little tighter. “Yeah, a date.”

“Are you sure you’re not interested in Madelyn?”

He let go of my hand. “You are really insecure, aren’t you?”

“I am. I can’t help it. Everyone has always been into my sister. I’ve always been told she’s the prettier one, the more talented one, the smarter one, and I’m just here, wasting good air.”

He put his hand on the side of my face and looked me right in my eyes. “I want you to stop thinking like that. You are the most beautiful girl I’ve ever had the pleasure of meeting. Your sister is wonderful but she’s just a friend. We’ve already established that.”

“I…okay. We can go on a date,” I agreed. He smiled and kissed me on the cheek. He then handed me his phone. “Put your number in here and I will text you tomorrow.”

I grabbed his phone and did what he asked. I handed it back to him with a huge grin on my face. “Thank you for the ride, Niall.”

“Anytime, love.” He then leaned forward and kissed me on the cheek. “Have a good night.”

“You too,” I said as I exited his car. As soon as I entered my flat I sat down on my bed and recollected everything that just happened. Just in one night, I slapped someone famous and now I have a date with someone famous. I pulled my phone out of my dress pocket and dialed Brooklyn’s number.

“Ev….Evelyn, what time is it?” she answered groggily. I didn’t even think to look at the time. When I looked at my clock, I rolled my eyes.

“I’m so sorry, Brooke. It’s one in the morning but this is important news.”

“On a scale of one to ten, how important is it?”

“One hundred. One million.”

I heard her shoot up her bed. “Spill it. What’s going on?”

“I don’t know if you saw anything on the telly or internet about a party at that one club all the fancy people go to, but-“

“DID YOU GET TO GO?!”

“Calm down, tiger. Maddie made me go with her.”

“Oh my god, Ev. What happened?”

“Well, she introduced me to Harry Styles, and-“

“HOLD THE FUCKING PHONE. You met Harry Styles of One Direction? Evelyn, that’s fucking huge!”

“I also slapped him.”

I could tell her mouth was wide open in shock because of how quiet she was being.

“He said some really rude things to me.”

“Ev, you slapped one of the most famous people in the world!”

“Okay, I’m finishing my story with no interruptions, so listen. After I slapped him, I started to walk out because I wanted to go home, and then Niall stops me and offers me a ride home. Then, -“

“YOU MET NIALL HORAN, TOO? WHAT THE HELL?!”

“I said no interruptions!”

“I’m sorry, continue please!”

“Well, as we drove home, we just started to talk a lot, and he is one of the most genuine people I have ever met. He listened to everything I said and was just so comforting. When we finally got back to my flat, we just kept talking in his car. Then, he … asked me out on a date.”

The scream that came from the other end of the phone probably could be heard all the way back in my hometown in Georgia. “WHEN IS THE DATE? I AM GOING TO HELP YOU GET READY AND I’LL DO YOUR MAKE UP AND YOUR HAIR AND I WILL PICK OUT YOUR CLOTHES AND MAKE SURE YOU LOOK NICE AND I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU’RE GOING GO DATE NIALL THIS IS EXCITING AND I JUST-“

I hung up the phone while she was in mid-fangirl mode. Not even after a minute after I hung up the phone, I received a text message.

I hate you for hanging up but I’m tired as hell so I’ll just see you at work tomorrow! - B

I put my phone down beside me and laid down. I was too tired to change out of my dress and decided to just crash like that. I was almost asleep but was startled to hear my phone vibrate. I thought it was either Brooke texting me again or Maddie, but I was wrong.

Ev- can I call you that? Anyways, thanks for the lovely night. I really enjoy being with you. Xoxoxo niall

I set my phone down beside me. For the first time in a while, I went to sleep with a smile on my face.

-x-x-x-x-

I struggled to get my ass up to walk to work the next morning. I just wanted to lay in my bed and text Niall all day. He wasn’t like any guy I’ve ever met before. He was genuinely so sweet to me, and I’ve never had someone treat me like this before. It was very refreshing.

When I finally arrived to work, I noticed that there was a swarm of young girls screaming and surrounding the shop. There was no way I could fight through this crowd. I pulled out my phone and called Brooklyn.

“Ev? Where are you?” she answered.

“I’m outside, what the hell is going on?”

“Come through the back! I’ll be waiting back there for you, but try not to let anyone see you go back there please!”

I walked around to the back of the shop without anyone noticing me. Brooklyn was already at the door waiting on me with a look of distress on her face.

“What the hell is this shit?” I asked her, following her inside.

“You sort of have a visitor,” she replied with a low tone.

I smiled because I had a thought of who it was. I quickly made my way to the front of the store only to be disappointed. My smile quickly turned into a frown.

He was sitting at a table, but when he saw me, he shot up. “Hi, Evelyn…”

“What do you want, Harry?”

“I want to apologize about last night. I said some really awful stuff and I made the worst first impression of myself.” He was looking at the ground most of the time during his apology, but I could tell he really didn’t mean what he said last night.

“I … I’m sorry for slapping you,” I said. “I should have just walked away and ignored you, but I let my anger get the best of me.”

He looked up at me and flashed a grin. “Can I make it up to you somehow?”

“I guess so. What did you have in mind?”

He looked to the wall and had a stern thinking face on. He then looked back at me. “I’m not really sure yet, but at least come to lunch with the guys and I?”

“I’d appreciate that, Harry, but I’m supposed to work today, and-“

“Evelyn! Go to lunch with Harry, for fuck’s sake! I’m going to just close the shop today,” Brooklyn said to me.

“Are you sure? You could probably make loads of money for the store today,” I told her, pointing to all the preteen girls outside.

“Yes, go! I don’t want to deal with this mob today.”

I mouthed ‘thank you’ to her and I directed my attention back at Harry. Then I looked down at my outfit. I was wearing khaki’s, a white shirt, and a black apron: my work outfit. I cringed and I looked back up at Harry.

“You want to change, I’m assuming?” he asked me. I let out a chuckle and nodded my head. He took my hand and started leading me outside. “I’ll drive you home.”

As we went outside hand in hand, the girls were yelling a mixture of things. “WHO IS THAT?” “SHE’S UGLY, I’M BETTER!” “REALLY, HARRY?” I also noticed a few paps taking our picture. This was the last thing I wanted. As soon as we got in the car, I placed my head in my hands. While Harry was driving, he noticed I was upset about something.

“Are you upset about what they were saying to you? I wouldn’t let it get to you. They always assume the opposite of what is going on.”

“The paparazzi took our pictures. I’m going to be in the media,” I replied to him softly, head still rested in my hands. I felt his hand rub up and down my back. His touch was so comforting.

“It will be okay. I should have thought more about that before I just threw us out there.”

I lifted up my head and smiled at him, and he flashed one back. His smile was really incredible. It could make the darkest cave shine the way it made his face light up. I was quickly distracted from that when I felt my phone vibrate. I took it out and look at the message.

Eating out with the guys, you need to join us! Xoxoxo niall

I replied back to his text. Working, maybe next time? ;) – xx ev

“Who texted you?” Harry asked me.

“Niall did, told me to come eat with you guys…I’m going to trick him and tell him I’m not coming.” I replied, but with a little confusion. I don’t know why Harry wanted to know who I was texting. I shouldn’t have even answered him. That was none of his business. But when I said that it was Niall, his face dimmed.

“You’ve met Niall?”

“He took me home last night after our meeting,” I said to him. He wouldn’t look over at me while I was talking to him. I don’t know why he was acting like this. We just met, and we’ve barely talked to each other on good terms. The rest of the car ride was silent until we reached the flat. I got out of his car and to my surprise, he was following me.

He could tell I was confused about this. “There could be someone anywhere with a camera. I’m just making sure you’re safe.”

I gave him a small grin and showed him inside. “You can sit in the living room or kitchen or something while I change.” He nodded his head and I walked into my room. I pushed the door behind me and started to undress. I untied my apron and threw it on my bed, seeing as how it was still clean because I didn’t work any. I unbuttoned my pants, folded them, and put them back in my wardrobe. I then slipped my shirt off and did the same thing. I was just in my black lace bra and thong when I turned around to look at my door. I realized I didn’t close it all the way when I saw Harry standing there with his hand in front of the door like he was about to knock.

“Can I fucking help you?” I yelled at him.

He entered the room slowly, continuing to look at my exposed body. I’ve never had a man look at me the way he was looking at me. He looked like he was a lion, and he just spotted his prey.

“Hello, I said can I –“ I was interrupted by Harry violently pressing his lips against mine. I wanted to push away from him, but his lips felt too good pushing on to mine. He put his hands on my hips and pulled me close to him. He caressed my lips with his tongue, just begging for entrance, and I let him in. I placed my hands in his hair and started to lightly pull on his curly locks. He picked me up by my bum and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He ended up pushing me against the wall, still holding me up, still aggressively playing with my tongue with his. With one hand still on my bum, he managed to use the other hand to slip off my thong. He threw it to the side and used his free hand to unhook my bra. Not many men can do that with one hand, so I knew I was in for a treat. He moved us from the wall and threw me down on the bed. He quickly removed his shirt and his trousers until he was just in his boxers. I couldn’t help but look down at the bulge he had going on. I looked back up and met with his eyes. Without looking away, he slowly made his way over to me until his eyes were level with me. He had his arms placed on both sides of my head and I could feel his erection throbbing on my pelvis.

“Tell me you don’t want me,” he whispered in my ear. The feel of his warm breath made me shiver. When I didn’t answer, he took one of his hands and started to play with my clit. He really knew what he was doing. I started squirming and moaning in pleasure and his eyes never left mine.

“I said, tell me you don’t want me!” he repeated, being way louder this time.

“I … don’t … want … you,” I murmured between moans. He kept twirling his finger around, and going back and forth on it. His pace increased and so did my pleasure. I was moaning so loudly, I’m sure the neighbors could hear.

“You’re a fucking liar,” he said to me. He stopped messing with my clit to take his boxers off, revealing his rock hard erection. It was huge. He placed one hand on the bed beside my hand and the other on his member. He then made his way inside me. I gasped for air as he started thrusting me.

“You’re really fucking tight,” he muttered to me. He placed his support on one hand and let the other back to my clit. He started to play with it again while he was thrusting in and out of me.

“Fuck, Harry…” I screamed. I’ve had sex with guys, but this was insane. When I said his name, he let out a groan. He then placed my legs over his shoulders and continued to go deeper inside me, still fiddling with my clit. I couldn’t help but letting out the loudest moans.

“Oh, Harry..”

“I fucking can’t handle it when you scream my name.” I could feel his shaft throb inside me when I said his name. He let out a loud moan and started to thrust harder. I couldn’t help but let out a cry.

“Harry, I’m going to come!”

He started to thrust even harder and faster, and his movement with my clit improved. “Come. Come for me right now.” With each thrust, the intense feeling within my body was raised. I could tell he was close, too. I dug my nails into his arms and I let of one final scream.

“Oh, fuck, Harry!”

When I screamed that, we both climaxed at the same time. He laid down beside me on the bed and looked over at me. “We should probably go to lunch.”

I quickly stood up, picked up my undergarments, grabbed my phone, and made my way to my wardrobe. I picked out a pair of short black cut off shorts and a tank top that was a little too short for me. I went into my bathroom and opened up my phone. I had one text message.

No fun! Can we go on that date tomorrow, then? I really want to see your beautiful face. Xoxoxo niall

My heart sank. I just had sex with someone who was just insulting me the day before who I barely knew anything about, who is in the same band as the guy I actually want to date who was genuinely sweet to me. I cleaned myself up, put on my clothes, and looked at myself in the mirror. If I wasn’t the biggest loser before, I certainly was now.

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