Stole My Heart

Cat is just your average American girl who decides to move to London with one of her best friends Mairead. While settling into her new home she runs into the five cheeky band members of One Direction. As Cat and Mairead start to become close friends with the boys will Cat start to change the way she feels about some of the boys? This could change her friendships with some of them forever.

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9. It's our party and I'll cry if I want to

 

Niall’s POV

I’d been sitting and eating for the past 15 minutes trying to think of the best way to tell Cat I liked her. I mean I didn’t want to freak her out and just run up to her and be like “Hey I like you!” That would freak her out. That would freak everyone out honestly. I had to get her alone outside or something. I came to that conclusion about 10 minutes ago but I was so nervous I decided to sit there and eat everything in sight.

“Niall if you eat anymore you’re going to throw up all over someone.” Liam said taking the food out of my hands.

Crap he was right. Now when I actually got the balls to tell Cat how I feel I’ll throw up all over her. I really need to think a little more before I do things. I looked over at Cat on the dance floor. She was dancing with Harry. They weren’t on top of each other or anything, they were goofing off, basically trying to do their worst dance moves possible. It was rather amusing to watch. Someone should film this and put it on youtube.

“Niall?” Liam said waving his hand in front of my face. I looked up at him. “I’ve been trying to get your attention for 5 minutes now mate.” He said laughing.

“Sorry, I’m just so nervous. I don’t know if I’ll be able to tell her I like her.” I said now pacing back and forth.

“Calm down.” Liam said putting both his hand on my shoulder looking at me. I stopped pacing and took a deep breath.  “Just go ask her to go outside with you to get some air and tell her. And if all else fails just kiss her.” Liam said half jokingly.

“Ok. I’m gonna do it.” I said. I felt more confident now than I did before so it’s now or never.

“Good luck.” Liam said patting me on the back as I started to make my way over to the dance floor. Cat was still dancing and having fun.

She seemed to be in an amazingly good mood tonight. Not like how she is in the morning when she’s all tired and cranky because someone woke her up. We all learned very quickly not to mess with Cat’s sleep or food. If you do, she will kill you. Not literally of course. I hadn’t noticed but I had stopped walking and was just standing there. Staring at her. She looked so beautiful and carefree. I finally snapped out of my deep though when someone tapped me on the shoulder. It was Zayn. And with him was a girl. But not just any girl. It was my ex girlfriend, Sheila.

“Look who’s here.” Zayn said to me pretending to be excited. You could tell he was nervous because he knew I would be mad about this.

“Hi Niall.” She said smiling and waving.

Great. Why does she have to be here. Out of every person on this planet she has to be here. Sheila and I had a thing about 6 months back. We’d been going out for almost a year when we decided to end things because I was going on the X Factor Tour and the boys and I had started to become more popular. We had been fighting a lot at the time too so we both agreed it would just be best if we split up. The whole thing didn’t seem to bother her much either because no more then a week later she was on a date with a different guy every night. At the time, I was hurt a little but I got over it and moved on. Why was she here though? Of course something like this has to happen now and stop me from talking to Cat.

“Hey Sheila.” I said trying to be polite. I took Zayn aside for a second.

“Why is she here?!” I said about to explode

“She asked if she could come. She wanted to see you. Besides Mairead and Paige said it was fine and I didn’t want to be rude and tell her no.” Zayn said apologetically.

“Do Paige and Mairead know who she is?” I said now freaking out.

“They think she’s your friend. Besides this is kind of your party too. Even if they did know who she was they couldn’t exactly say no.”

Zayn was right. Either way Sheila would’ve found her way into this party so I had no reason to be pissed off at Zayn. Even though I was a little. Zayn walked away to let Sheila and I talk. I guess I had no way out of this one. I had to just talk to her for a few minutes to be polite and then avoid her for the rest of the night. Sounded like a good plan to me.

“So, uh.. how have you been?” I said awkwardly rubbing the back of my head.

“Good, I guess.” She said smiling. “How about you superstar?”

“Good.” I said nodding my head.

“Happy birthday by the way.” She said now getting closer to me.

“Uh thanks. It’s Cat’s birthday too!” I said pointing to Cat.

“Yeah that’s great.” She said sounding not at all interested. “So anyway, I was hoping you and me could catch up tonight. I’ve missed you.” She said now touching my arm.

Get off of me. Sheila germs.

“I don’t know Sheila. I mean we ended things for a reason and I’ve moved on.” I said trying to back away from her. But before I knew it she pulled me closer and kissed me.

Catherine’s POV

Harry and I had gotten tired of making fools out of ourselves on the dance floor and decided to get something to drink. Not gonna lie, Harry was a lot of fun to be around when he wasn’t being such a man slut. Harry started walking over to get us some drinks and I started walking over towards Niall to see if he wanted to join us since I hadn’t seen much of him all night. He was talking to some girl I hadn’t seen before and the next thing I knew they were kissing. I stood there unable to move. I couldn’t breath and was about to start crying hysterically. I turned around and ran as fast as I could into the bathroom and started crying harder than ever.

“Catherine are you okay?” Paige said barging into the bathroom.

“No! He kissed another girl. Did you see him?” I said barely able to breathe. “Who is she?”

“Some friend of Niall’s apparently.” She said trying to stop me from crying. “She asked if she Zayn if she could come. We couldn’t say no since it’s Niall’s party too.”

“I thought he might have like me back. But I guess I was wrong.” I said shaking a little.

“Boys are stupid. Besides if he’s going to pick her over you he’s blind.” Paige said. I started laughing a little.

I tried to get myself together and fix my makeup to try and hide the fact that I was just crying. Paige helped me fix my makeup. I wasn’t going to let this girl and Niall ruin my birthday. A few minutes later we walked out of the bathroom and saw Mairead and Harry walking over to us. They looked worried. Paige went over to Mairead and explained to her what happened while Harry came over to me.

“Are you ok? You look like you’ve been crying.” He said looking at the redness in my eyes.

“Yeah I’m fine now. I just don’t want to talk about it ok.” I said looking at the ground.

“Come on cheer up.” He said pulling me into a hug. I didn’t want to leave his arms. I felt safe and helped me forget what happened. “What do you wanna do now birthday girl?” Harry said as we both pulled away from our hug.

“Let’s take shots!” I said as a grabbed Harry’s hand and dragged him over to the bar. He didn’t protest.

 I mean I might as well have a few shots and let loose rather than feeling sorry about a guy who clearly doesn’t feel the same way about me. At least Harry has actually been here for me today. Niall had only come up to me once today and the rest of the time he was either sitting at a table with Liam looking all confused or sucking on some horrid girls face.

Harry and I had both lost count of how many shots we had taken now. I was clearly drunk and so was he. We both started being loud since we clearly didn’t care.

“Are you having fun yet?” Harry said slurring his words.

“Loads.” I said grabbing onto him for support and laughing. We started walking away from the bar and I tripped a little. Harry caught me and we were now face to face. He had a tight grip around my waist. I broke my eye contact from him to look around for a second and spotted Niall. He was just staring at Harry and I with a blank expression. We were staring at each other for what felt like a lifetime. I felt so much anger towards him right now so I thought of something that only my drunken self would think of. I looked away from Niall and looked up at Harry, who was still holding onto me. I grabbed the back of his head and brought his face down to mine and started kissing him. He kissed me back. I didn’t even care who was watching but I was hoping Niall was.

I finally broke away from Harry breathless. We both just stood there for a few seconds trying to get our breath back when someone grabbed me by the arm and turned me around. It was Niall. He started walking towards the doors that lead to the back of the building dragging me along with him.

“What are you doing Niall?!” I said trying to break free. He grip wouldn’t loosen up. I guess I was going to be forced to be in whatever situation Niall was about to put me in. Dealing with the kid who just unknowingly ripped your heart out of your chest isn’t as fun as it sounds when your drunk and just finished kissing the crap out of one of his best friends/band mates. Trust me.

We were finally outside. Alone. This is awkward. I just stood there trying my best not to look at Niall because I knew if I did I would break down crying again.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing in there?” He said almost mad. Who are you? My father?

“I’m trying to have fun. What are you doing?” I said back to him sarcastically.

“Oh shut up Catherine!” He snapped at me. Not once in our entire friendship has he snapped at me. Or called me Catherine. He always called me Cat. I knew he was serious. I felt scared by this Niall. It was a side of him I’ve never seen before. I stood there silently.

“Well do you have anything to say for yourself?” He said almost shouting at me. I didn’t say anything again. “Of course you don’t. You never do. You just run around like a drunken slutty whore.” He was now laughing at me.

I am not a whore. I’m not a drunk either. I was trying to have fun and cope with all the pain that HE was causing me. I started to feel the tears forming in my eyes. Niall, the one boy who understood me and was basically the boy version of me was telling me I was a drunken whore. My best friend. The kid I was in love with.

“I am not a whore.” I shouted back at him. I could feel my body filling up with so much anger and sadness right now I was about to explode. “And you’re no more innocent than me.” I said looking him in the eyes.

I ran back inside leaving him there speechless. I didn’t know how I felt about anything anymore. All I know is that I needed to get out of here and go home. I needed a break from everyone right now. Especially Niall James Horan.

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