"Try Me." (A Niall Horan Fan Fiction)

When Jasmine meets Niall, her life changes. The boy with secrets needs love and he wants hers. Jasmine has never been anything but normal so why would he even look at her? When she finds out Niall wants her, she's going to make the biggest mistake she could make: mess with the bad boy.


"Try me Horan." She whispered. He smirked.

"I will." He said.


2. Chapter 2.

I woke up early the next morning and rolled out of bed. I rubbed my eyes and walked into my bathroom. Slowly, I undressed myself and sleepily turned the shower on. Once I was in I washed and shaved until I was done.

"Shit." I mumbled. I forgot a towel for myself. "NOAH! NOAH! NOAH! NOAH!" I yelled. The door burst open.

"WHAT?!" My brother said. I smirked.

"I need a towel." He sighed and left the bathroom, only to return moments later with a towel.

"Thank you thank you thank you. Mwah!" I said blowing him a kiss. He shook his head and left. I dried myself off and quickly got dressed in my favorite pair of skinny jeans and a Beatles shirt. Yeah. I'm a fan. Big deal. I ran to my mirror and quickly put on some mascara. My skin was flawless, thanks to my mother, so I hardly ever used cover up.

"Jasmine hurry the fuck up!" Noah yelled. I rolled my eyes.

"I'm done!" I grabbed my phone and my keys and ran out the door after Noah. As soon as I pulled into the parking lot, my brother bolted out the door of my car.

"Love you, too." I mumbled. Across the parking lot of our school I saw two completely different groups walking towards me as I got out of my car. Niall and his gang and my friends Ariana, Zack, Abby, and Kaylie.
"Jazzy! Jazzy Jazzy Jazzy!" Ariana yelled as she ran at me. I laughed.

"Ari! Ari Ari Ari!" I mimicked as we hugged. "Hey Abs. Hey KayKay. Hey Zackie." You see, I had nicknames for all of them and they all had a nickname for me. Jazzy. IT was stupid, but they nicknamed me that when I first moved to this school. I came here last year due to my parents' jobs. The schools bad boy, Niall, liked me instantly. Why? I don't know. He just does. A boy named Josh who used to be in his gang spread the word about. Next day, he was dead. I still never knew how he died because we weren't allowed to talk about it, but I heard it was pretty bad. Ariana and Kayla exchanged uneasy looks.

"What?" I asked. I raised an eyebrow.

"Ja-" Zack was cut off by a familiar Irish accent.

"Hey Princess." Niall said grabbing my waist and spinning me around to face him. Wait. He's never talked directly to me or even touched me in anyway. What am I supposed to do?! I looked at him with a blank expression. "How've ya been?" He asked smiling. It was like I had lost my power to speak. I opened my mouth to speak but nothing came out. "I said 'How've ya been?'" He repeated sounding frustrated. His smile dropped into a frown.

"G-good." I said quietly. His smile returned. He let go of my waist and grabbed my hands. A member of his gang laughed slightly. What the hell?
"You look scared, love." A girl said. She let go of one of the other boys hands and came over to me. "I'm Eleanor. I'm Louis's girlfriend." She seemed nice. She was really pretty. She had perfect brown hair and perfectly clear skin. "There's no need to be afraid. I'll try my best to protect you from any...um...harm Niall could do to you and put you in when it's necessary and I can. I know how he can get. Just..trust me and him and the guys, yeah?" She whispered in my ear. I nodded and she giggled. "Alright." She said. I smiled. At least I have Eleanor.

"Follow me." Niall instructed gently. I looked at Eleanor. She gave me a reassuring smile and nodded. I followed him. We walked to his car, a black range rover. Just like the one I saw yesterday, I thought. "Get in." He said. 

"No." I said shaking my head. He frowned.

"Get in before I force you in. I'm not going to hurt you if that's what you think." Niall said.

"No." I repeated.

"Why not?" He said mockingly.

"Because I don't like you and I don't trust you."

"Oh but you will." He smiled.

"Try me." I whispered.

"I will." He said as his smirk grew even larger, if that was even possible. I rolled my eyes. "Now will you please get in? I'll even let you sit by the girls if it will make you more comfortable, Princess." More girlfriends? I sighed and nodded. Well, at least I'm protected...sort of.

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