Cindy Ella (Niall Horan Love Story)

Cindy Ella loves her life! Note the sarcasm, please. Cindy is a maid in a big famous cruise ship. Which is owned by her godmother, which is strict at most of the time. What happens when all of a sudden, her godmother lets loose, for one day, and Cindy meets someone rather 'interesting', you could say?


6. Fun Night!

Molly opened the door to the club while I started to pull the hem of my dress down. Molly saw what I was doing.

"Stop!" she said hitting my arm. I opened my eyes backing away and rubbing my arm. She furrowed her eyebrows and shrugged motioning me to go in. I went in hesitantly. She slightly pushed me in, "go!" she whispered loudly. I walked in to a loud sound of music, they were playing "Shine Bright like a Diamond" by Rhianna. Molly pulled me to the bar section. I took a seat.

"So did you ever drink?" she said above all the noise. I shook my head while I twirled in my seat back and forth on the stool with an arm on the table. She whispered something to the bartender. He came up with a two beers in his hand. "Drink it," she said with a smile as if I knew it was for me. 

I took a sip, and practically choked on it. I made a weird face.

"Ew, you expect me to drink this? It's nasty." I said over the loud music. She shrugged her shoulders.

"It's not! You get used to it, just drink it." she said going off onto the dance floor. I took another sip, 'not working', I thought to myself. Whatever.

I sat there for awhile, and took out my phone to go on twitter. I loved looking at the trends. One of them caught my eyes, '#CelebrityonCruise'. It must be the one on this ship! Surprisingly, there was nothing more about it. I was going to check it out, but I got tapped on the shoulder. I looked back. Oh, Molly.

"So, you gonna just sit there?" she said while 'Beauty and the Beat' came on. I know, Justin Bieber. I was surprised actually. I looked over at the DJ, as well as some other people, and he just shrugged his shoulders. I shrugged my shoulders at Molly and she did the same and headed off to some dude.

I put my phone away in my bra, yeah, it was the first time I did that. I didn't have anywhere else to put it, so what did you expect? Some boys sat next to me and I saw one of them look at me. Two boys, to be exact. At the corner of my eye, I saw one smile and I looked to the other side. I was probably blushing, too. I took another sip of the beer. I was quiet, and through all of the music in the room, I could hear the faint conversation of the two boys sitting next to me.

"That's nice, bro, you probably won't though." I heard one of them say.

"Whatever. I heard it was some girl's birthday." the other said, the one that caught my attention. His voice sounded very familiar. It almost sounded like the voice of the one that had talked to me two, I think, days before. Some girl's birthday, some girl has a name. I almost said it, but I was too shy.

"What are you going to do? Find out who it is and sweep her off her feet as a birthday present?" the one who's voice was rather deep and husky. Unlike the other one, which was not as deep and much more soothing. They chuckled.

"Maybe. I wonder if she's hot." the one , if I heard right, with an Irish accent said. I rolled my eyes, boys will be boys. 

Suddenly, the music stopped and the DJ up on the stage held a microphone in his hand. "Hey everybody! So, as some of you might know, there is someone here who is turning one year older, eighteen!" he said and looked down at the crowd. Soon enough, Molly was heading up on the stage. I heard some guys whistle. Typical.

"Hi! So, I am not the girl who is turning eighteen. My birthday is far from here, but it's actually my god-sister's birthday!" she said into the microphone. She looked over at me and I just let out a small smile. I felt stares going around wondering who it was. "C'mon Cindy! Don't be shy," she said motioning my way, " like always." She just had to put that in there. 

I set my beer on the table and stood up, and heard a gasp then chuckle. It sounded as if it were coming from the two boys. They must have figured out that the girl they were planning to "dance" with tonight was right next to them. I rolled my eyes and pulled my dress a little down. I climbed up the small stairs and gave a small wave out to the huge crowd. I wondered how so many people could fit in a room, well, I would know it was a big room. 

"This is Cindy! She's turning eighteen today and why don't we sing Happy Birthday to her!" she said, reminding me about Molly's beautiful voice. Sarcasm. I smiled shyly. "I heard we were having special guests! Now as you know, my mom owns the ship, and all she told me is that they sing, so are these special guests here?" she said putting quotation marks when she said special guests. 

"Molly," I whispered to her, "it's fine, I'll just go sit down." I really didn't want to be embarrassed. She slightly hit my shoulder as in 'No! It's fine!'. I took a deep breath and stood there. I looked back at her knowing they were probably not in the club, and she looked at me, her eyes as big as a bug's and her jaw at the floor. Okay, exaggerating but it kind of reminded me of that. 

"S- so you guys? Are the special guests." she said finishing with more of a statement. I furrowed my eyebrows and looked back, and there I saw five boys, it was dark so I couldn't really figure their faces. They stepped closer to the light, then that's when it was my turn to look like a bug. I stepped back and lowered my eyebrows so I didn't look like a freak. In front of me was standing the one and only One Direction. 

"Hello birthday girl," said Louis. I smiled at him and said hi, but it was barely audible. "Well," he said motioning for the boys and they put the microphone on a stand. They started singing Happy Birthday to me, it felt so dreamy. I don't know why, I wasn't even those huge fans. I guess it's because no one's ever really done anything like that for me. They finished their song, and I mouthed 'Thank You' to all of them. 

"Okay, thanks you guys! Now let's get back to partying!" Molly said throwing her hands up in the air. 

I went back to where I was sitting, and noticed that my drink was gone. Oh well, I didn't like it much either. Then, out of no where, the bartender brings me some two shots, and I gave him a questionable look. 

"A birthday gift," he said handing it to me. 

"From who?" I asked looking at the shot, then back up at him.

"Anonymous." he said shrugging his shoulders. I nodded at him before he went back to work. I never had a shot before, so I was unsure if I should drink it or not. I decided to leave it there for a while. Then Molly came up to me.

"Hey girl, c'mon dance! I see your getting started there!" she said eyeing the shot. She seemed very tipsy.

"Someone gave me that." I said without thinking.

"Who?!" she asked raising her eyebrows.

"I don't know. Plus, I've never had a shot." I said moving the glass around with my finger tips. 

"It's really good, try it." she said as she went dancing again, she was really drunk already.

I decided to try it, one wasn't that bad. I lifted the glass up to my mouth and turned it slowly, I took one big gulp. It burned my throat as it slided down. I squinted my eyes. For some reason I wanted another one.

"Um, can I get another one of those?" I asked the bartender quietly. He gave me a smirk and nodded. He came back with another shot. I grabbed it and swallowed it quickly this time. The same burning feeling. I decided to go dance a little, and maybe have some fun. I ordered another shot and gulped it down, it felt pretty good. I walked over to the dance floor feeling a little dizzy. 

At first, I just stood there leaning on a wall. I made my way to the middle and started to dance a little. It felt good to loosen up a little. I went up to the bar and asked for one more shot. I got to the dance floor again, and started to dance more. It started to get really crazy. Again, I went to get another shot. Those shots turned from four, to five, to six, to I don't even know how many. I never felt so good and free. I started dancing with a guy, then with another. Then everything's black.


I open my eyes slowly and turn my head slightly, and feel a massive headache. I bring my hand up to my head rubbing my forehead. I look around the room. 'Wait, this isn't my room.' I think to myself confused.

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