With You - Niall Horan Love Story

"Although the pub was dim, I could clearly make out his beautiful blue eyes, and perfect long blonde hair that I just wanted to reach out and curl in between my fingers."


4. Chapter 4

“Hey sleepy head! Do you want to go out tonight if not we can hold it off until tomorrow?” I opened my eyes to Leyla hovering over me with her bright blue eyes staring down at me. “No no, I am fine. I will get in the shower now and be ready within the hour.” She put a huge smile on her face and ran out of the room to go get ready. I turned the shower on full blast and got right into it. I did not realize the water was not warm yet so when I stepped in it was ice cold. This was for the best, because I was definitely awake now.

        Once I showered and did my hair and make up I was ready for a night out. There were no doubts in my mind that it was not going to be a fun night. Most nights out for Leyla and I are an experience.

        We walked to a pub that was about 4 blocks from her flat. For it being a Tuesday night the place looked pretty busy. It was a typical pub setting, dimmed lights, and music playing in the background. It also looked like a young crowed which was nice. Who knew, maybe we could meet some boys on our first night out in London together.

We got to the bar around 10. It was now a little after midnight and we were both a few drinks in and feeling pretty good. We were sitting on a couch near a fireplace talking to a young couple that had just moved to London from Australia. They were very nice but I was extremely jealous of how perfect they were together, and needed to step away for a moment. “Does anyone need another drink? I am going to get another.” The couple both shook there heads and said no thank you, but Leyla passed me her glass. I walked through the crowed of people in the small pub to the bar and waited for the bar tender to help me.

All of a sudden I heard an adorable accented voice in my left ear “It is normally not this busy on a Tuesday night, I wonder why so many people are here.” I turned to look at the raspy Irish voice that just spoke to me and could not help but draw a blank. Although the pub was dim, I could clearly make out his beautiful blue eyes, and he had perfect long blonde hair that I immediately just wanted to curl in between my fingers. Before he thought that there was something wrong with me I spoke up with a smile “This is my first time here so I wouldn’t know.” He looked at me with a raised eyebrow “your American.” and without hesitation I winked at him and said “and your Irish.” We both laughed and he put out a hand. “My name is Niall.” “Nice to meet you Niall, my name is Jena.” I could not help but feel like I knew him from somewhere. The blonde hair and accent was making me think that we have met before. But there was no way. That couldn’t be possible. I spoke up “do you come here a lot?” He immediately responded, “Recently, I just moved in around the block, and this quickly became my favorite place to hang out. Normally because it is low key but tonight it is a little busy.” I just smiled because I did not know what to say, he was so pretty.

The bar tender finally came over and asked what I was having, I asked for two of the house special and before I could hand my money to him Niall shoved my hand down “I will pay for her drinks.” I could not help but blush, and I knew he noticed. “I have to go though, hopefully I will see you around Jena?” I was suddenly bummed that he had to go so soon but if he lived in the area, I could only hope we would run into each other again. “Yeah I am sure you will. Thanks for the drinks, you did not have to.” And with the cutest smile on his face, he looked me in the eyes and said “anything for you.” He walked away and I could feel my heart trying to jump out of my chest.

I walked back over to Leyla and handed her the drink. “What took you so long?” she spat at me before I could say a word. “I was talking to someone, he paid for our drinks. He was very good looking.” Pretty much spitting her drink back into her glass she screamed at me “WHAT, where did he go? Did you get his number? Why did you let him leave?” If anyone knew how I felt about my break up it was Leyla, she of all people wanted me to find a nice guy even more then she wanted herself to find one. I laughed before answering her “he had to go, he lives close though. So hopefully I will see him again” She rolled her eyes and slouched back into the couch. For the rest of the night I could not stop picturing him in my head, his blue eyes, and lovely blonde hair. I also could not help but think of why on earth I would think he looked so familiar.

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