The Direction Love Travels (Editing in process)

(A book based on the future 2016) Nichole Styles is on her way to her annual summer vacation spot to see her brother Harry and his Four friends. She has done this every summer since she was little. This year she brings her friend Bella Salvator with her for her 18th birthday and her 6th summer with the guys. She had been in love with Niall since the day she met him. Will she get to be with him? Or will her many secrets scare him away? Will she be able to live with her secrets, or will she tell them all? Bella falls in love with Harry.. And Louis..and both have a thing for her. Who will she choose and what will it cause? With secrets to keep hidden, decisions to be made and love to be expressed, This summer may just be the most interesting one yet.


3. Drinking Games



      They all filed into the van and went home and changed into some clubbing attire. Nichole put on a tight black dress that clung to body like skin. Bella put on something more her style, a pink dress that flowed instead of clung. They did their hair together as well as their make up.

      They boys waited for the girls by the front door. When they walked out together, their jaws fell. Zayn had to look away.

       "Perrie, Perrie, Perrie, don't do it man." Zayn said to himself closing his eyes. 

      "Nichole!" Harry said looking at his sister. "Please go and change. That's too much."

     Nichole shook her head. "I'm 18 now, I can wear what I like."

    "Yeah man. Damn Nichole." Niall looked at her body and bit his lip.

     Louis remained silent, he couldn't peal his eyes off of Bella. She was beautiful.

     Nichole laughed and nudged Niall. The girls walked ahead of the boys and made their way to the car. The boys stood behind them, watching their bums as they moved. Harry looked at Niall an shook his head.

     "Mate don't be a pervert. She is only 18, and she is my little sister, she is off limits." Harry said giving Niall a you-better-not kind of look.

     Niall put his hands into his pockets and looked down with a sigh. He walked to the car followed by the rest of the group. 

    When they arrived at the club, they walked into the VIP section. The club was pretty crowded. The music blared and shook the place. They all got a beer and made a toast to Nichole before going their own ways. Niall made his way to Nichole, she sat at the bar with a beer in her hand. She was getting unwanted attention from the creep who sat beside her. She looked very uncomfortable. 

     "Ey, get away from her you scumbag." Niall said nudging the guy.

     "Oh. My bad. Didn't know she had a man. You are one lucky guy." The man said before he left the bar. 

     Niall chuckled and sat beside Nichole. "Thanks." She chuckled and tucked a piece of hair behind her ear.

     Niall smiled and shrugged. "No problem."

     Nichole took a sip of her beer and tapped her nails against the counter. They had some drinks and said a only a few words to each other. Nichole became intoxicated. It was obvious that she had a very low tolerance for alcohol. She turned her head to Niall with a drunk smile. "We should go dance together." she slurred.

     Niall chuckled. "Alright." he said as she stood and took his hand. She lead him to a spot on the dance floor. She looked back at him and smiled. She leaned her body against him. He held on to her waist. The music got faster. She began to move, she danced to the music, against his body. She lost herself in the music, grinding into his bulge in his jeans. He threw his head back and let a moan escape. He squeezed her waist tighter, she turned and looked up at him smirking and grinding her front into him. He ground against her front as well. She held  his shoulders tight and bit her lip. He smirked down at her. He leaned down and kissed her. 

     He was going to Hell for this.


     Harry and Bella stood by the bar, Harry with a beer in his hand  and Bella with a water. They watched all of the intoxicated people dance. 

     Harry looked to Bella. "So, can I buy you a real drink or..." he asked.

      Bella laughed and looked at him shaking her head. "No, I don't drink."

     "Oh." He nodded a bit and looked back to the crowed. He scanned the faces until he came across two familiar ones. Niall and Nichole. He stood straight, they were kissing. Harry didn't like it one bit. He placed his beer on the bar. "Excuse me for a moment." He said as he jogged down to the dance floor. He pulled Niall away from Nichole. "You fucking twat! How dare you take advantage of her!" 

    Nichole groaned. "Harry, fucking piss off. Don't be such a cunt." She slurred and stumbled over nothing but her own feet. Niall caught her and helped her stay balanced

    "No! You're rat arsed! We need to go home, now." Harry demanded, his voice was harsh and stern. 

     "I'm not your little helpless sister anymore!" She raised her voice.

     "Yeah, well you're not a slag either!" He grabbed her arm.

    Niall removed Harry's hand from her arm. "Mate, calm down. I wouldn't hurt her like that." His voice was calmed and collective. 

     Harry shook his head. "You don't want to get into anything with her, mate she's..." He began to say but Nichole stomped on his foot causing him to yelp and shut up. 

    Niall looked to Nichole and then to Harry. "She's what? What's wrong?" He looked desperately at him.

      Harry shook his head and did not say anything else about it. "You just don't want to find yourself in deep with her, okay? And I'm not just saying that to be a dick." With saying that, Harry walked away and stuffed his hands deep into his pockets. He stood beside Bella again and chugged the rest of his beer down. "Sorry to leave you alone."

       Bella shrugged. "It's no big deal." She watched Louis from across the room. She had known that her directioner heart had always belonged to him, but he showed no interest in her. He as hitting on some slut in a dress that way ten sizes too small for her. Bella wasn't like most girls. Bella was conservative. She didn't like showing off her body or giving herself to man the way most girls do. She had too much respect for herself unlike girls now adays. 

     Harry looked to the beauty that stood beside him. She really was perfect. She wore Alex and Ani bracelets up both her arms. He chuckled and ordered another beer for himself. Surly a girl like Bella was too good for Harry. At least that's what he thought.


     Closing time came rather quickly. The group made their way to the car. Nichole as wasted, she laughed at nothing and tripped over her own feet. Niall eventually got tired of catcher her falls and picked her up, carrying her to the car. Bella was the only sober one, the other six were buzzed or piss drunk. She drove home.

     When they arrived home, Niall carried Nichole down to her room. He laid her down on the bed. She sat up and kicked off her shoes with a drunk hazy laugh. She stood to her feet.

     "Turn around." She slurred. 

      With a chuckle, Niall turned and faced the other direction. He listened to the soft sound of her dress hitting the floor. He so badly wanted to turn around and see her, but he resisted the urge. He heard the sound of an unclasping bra, he heard the bra hit the floor. He heard her movement as she made her way to her closet. He imagined what she looked like, closing his eyes and picturing the image. Her long brown waves grazing at her bare bottom. He imagined her hand gently stroking across her chest. He bit his lip at the thought, he felt himself harden in his tight jeans. He opened his eyes and turned to see her standing before him, clothed of course. She wore an oversized tee shirt and a pair of tight sleeping shorts, that were concealed by the long tee. She smiled up at him.

     "Tuck me in?" She asked.

     Niall chuckled and picked her up. He carried her to her bed and slipped her under the blanket. He pulled it up to her neck and smiled. "I suppose you want a bedtime story as well?" He asked with a laugh. Nichole laughed and shook her head. "Well goodnight then." He still smiled. 

     "Goodnight." She smiled in return. 

     Niall made his way to the door and turned the light off. He looked at her with a smile as she lay almost asleep. He shook his head and let out a soft sigh as he shut the door and made his way to his own bed room, only a few doors down.

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