Dangerous (Niall Horan fanfiction)

Scarlett White, normal good girl. With her father not in the picture, it was her and her mother.
Niall Horan, troubled bad boy. With a past of drugs, alcohol, and violence, everyone of Mullinger feared him. Except for Harry and Louis, the only ones close to him.
When Niall takes an interest in Scarlett, she wants nothing to do with him. She knew about how he was, the drugs, the fights, the drinking. He was notorious around the city.
When Niall doesn't give up, Scarlett finds herself wrapped up in a mess of dangerous lies, and dangerous people.
What happens when feelings change? Scarlett somehow finds herself falling for this boy. Will she tear his walls down, and teach him to love again.
But could their love, be risking it all?


6. Chapter 6

 laid in my bed, just thinking generally about life. I have yet to contact Bradyn, but I know that Niall did something. That I'm sure of. I haven't called Vic back yet either, knowing I'm just going to get a lecture. I blew a large amount of air past my lips in frustration. I don't want to go on this date with Niall, but I want to get to him. I want to figure him out, figure out why he's like this. And the only way to do it, is to attend this date that I'm dreading.

I hoppe in the shower, washed up and then stepped out. I wrapped the white towel around my wet body as I walked to my closet. There's no way in wearing a dress around Niall, so jeans were the first thing I picked. I then picked out a floral top, and made my way back to the bathroom. I dropped the towel, pulling the jeans up my legs and shirt over my head. My hair was left natural as I applied minimal makeup. I laced my shoes up on my feet, grabbing my bag and phone before advancing down the stairs. I heard my mum in the kitchen and cringed. If she saw my appearance, she would immediatley know I was going on a date. I tried to tip toe my way over but no such luck. She turned around as soon my toe hit the wooden ground.
Her eyebrows furrowed, curiosity taking over her features. 

"Where are you off to?" She asked, wiping her hands on the kitchen towel. 

I swallowed nervously, unsure what to tell her. I knew I couldn't lie to her though, so I opened my mouth to speak my involuntary words. 

"I'm going on a date." I mumbled, barely audible. She rose an eyebrow. Letting me know she clearly didnt hear me.

"I'm going on a date." I said, only a tad bit louder.


"I'm going on a date!" I yelled, finally loosing it. The words felt strange coming out of my mouth. Especially since this date is with Niall of all people. I watched my mum set the towel down, a smile quirking at her lips. She looks happy, if only she knew who with. 

"Really? Who's the lucky guy?" She beamed. 

Just then there was a knock on the door and I mentally praised Niall for showing up just now. I smiled, giving my mum a small wave before running to the door. I opened it, sliding out, hoping Niall wasn't able to be seen. I shut the door behind me, shyly turning to face Niall. 

"Someone's excited." He joked. 

"Oh, please." I scoffed, rolling my eyes. "If she knew it was with you, she'd flip." I huffed. He only laughed, his eyes dancing with amusement. I tried to ignore the fact that his laugh is actually an adorable sound. But this is Niall Horan, anything but. 

"Oh lighten up, would you?" He asked, beginning to lead me to his awaiting car. I sighed, but didnt argue as I walked to the black range rover. Niall opened the door for me, and I slid in, buckling myself up. I watched Niall walk around the front, then climbing in and starting the car up. He pulled out of my driveway and onto the open road. 

The silence that enveloped around us was killing me and I felt the need to break it. But frankly there was nothing to talk about considering I know almost nothing about Niall besides what Bradyn had informed me a few days ago.

"How old are you?" I asked quietly, fiddling with the hem on my shirt. He turned to look at me for a second, before focusing back on the road. 

"Twenty." He told me. 

I sighed, sinking further into my seat. He's only two years older than me so it's not a huge age difference. 

"And you?" He asked, his vision stayed focused on the road infront of us though. 

"Eighteen." I answered him, looking out the window. It was quiet the rest of the ride, it mainly consisted of Niall driving and me staring out the window in despair. Even though I would really rather be anywhere else at the moment, I keep reminding myself that this is the only way for me to get deeper in and find out Niall's secrets. I don't know what it is about him that intrueges me. 

I looked out the window to see we had already pulled up to a small resteraunt. Niall turned the car off, climbing out. I tried opening the door but realized that it was locked. I huffed, looking at Niall incredously as he came around to open my door. I got out, my feet hitting the pavement of the parking lot. I shivered slightly, wishing I would've brought a jacket. 

Niall's hand found the small of my back as he lead me to the resteraunt, and even though I was fighting the urge to knock it away, I chose not to complain and stay quiet. He opens the door for me and I walk inside. Niall gives his name to the man at the front, and a young woman leads us to our table. She looked fidgety and on edge and at first I didn't understand, but then I looked to Niall and realized why she was acting this way.

She sets the menus infront of us and I see Niall's eyes skim the page. I settle on a chicken sandwich even though I don't think I'll be eating very much of it considering my stomach is in knots. 

Niall's eyes are still focused on the menu, meanwhile mine meet the waitresses. I see sympathy flash through them. "Be careful." She mouths, before picking up Niall's menu and walking away. It made me wonder what I'm really getting myself into.

"So, Scarlett. Tell me about yourself." Niall says, folding his hands across the table. I shift uncomfortably under his gaze, unsure of where to start. He's so confident that it makes me feel small and vulnerable. 

"What do you want to know?" I asked, trying to sound calm and collected.

"Just who you are." He says. The smug smile on his face makes me think he's doing this on purpose. It's like he wants me to get all flustered and unsure of myself. 

"Um.." I really didnt know what to say. Considering this date isn't typically my cup of tea and I still have no idea why Niall wants to know this information. Niall laughs, obviously amused by my inability to form a coherent sentence. 

"What?" I asked, obvious haste in my voice. 

"Nothing, you're just cute." He smiles. 

I brought my foot up, kicking him directly in the chin. By the way the expression on his face didn't change, I knew it didn't phase him. At first an unreadable look was plastered on his but then I saw a devious smirk quirk at his lips. I gasped as I felt his foot travel up my leg. Before I know it, his foot brushes inbetween my legs and I scoot my chair back. He laughs, putting his foot back down.

"You're new aren't you?" He questions. 

"Excuse me?" I asked, unsure what he meant by that. 

"You've never done it before is what I mean." He said. I felt my eyes widen, no doubt a tinge of pink was painted onto my cheeks. I swallowed nervously, unsure what to say. 

"Scar, it's okay." He laughed. 

"No, there's no possible way that's okay with you." I told him. 

"No really, I'm happy you're a virgin." He smirked, wiggling his eyebrows. I felt my eyebrows being pulled into a frown at his words. "Why?" I asked. 

"No reason." He said, his voice mischievous and smug. 

"It's not like that would ever happen anyway." I said, glaring at him. 

"We'll see." He winked. 

The rest of the night consisted of us eating, talking and Niall's occasional attempt at placing his hand on my thigh. He'd gotten more information out of me than I had gotten out of him but that was expected. He pays, and we thankfully leave.                                                              

When we pull up to my house, Niall feels the need to walk me to my front door. I didn't argue, but didnt see his motive for it. I reach out to open the door, but Niall grabs my wrist and stops me. He suddenly presses my body against the door, and even though I want to protest, I can't find the words to. My breath is caught in my throat and I can't do anything about it. I squeeze my eyes closed as I felt Niall's lips leaving kisses to my jaw, trailing down to my neck. The last one he made sure was anything but gentle as his teeth nipped at the skin. My fingers tightened their grip on his t shirt at the strange, almost painful sensation. My mouth parted as I felt his tongue run along the spot. He pulled back, then pressing his lips to mine. He obviously wanted me to kiss back but I couldn't. I was frozen in his hold against the front door. He kept trying for more but I pushed him away. He chuckled, releasing me.

"That was just the beginning." He said. I took notice in how his voice sounded deeper. 

"Bye Niall." I said, my eyes widening at the sound of my own voice. It was breathy and raspy, almost not understandable. 

I clamped my eyes shut, hoping he wasn't about to do what he had just done moments before. I could feel his breath on my ear, even though it was warm it sent a shiver down my spine. "Bye, Scarlett." He whispered. 

I quickly step inside my house, shutting the door behind me. I turn around to see my mum standing there with her arms crossed over her chest. She obviously wanted an explanation. "Tommorow." I sigh, running up the stairs. 

I shut my bedroom door, sliding down it and sitting on the floor with my back against it. Thoughts flooded my mind, it was almost giving me a headache. That kiss was so strange. It's not like it's the first time I've ever been kissed, but it was different than the other times. It gave me a certain rush that I'll never admit to.

I pushed myself off the door, standing up and walking to my dresser. I stripped out of my attire for the evening, changing into my pajamas. I padded across my bedroom, breathing a sigh of contentment when I laid down. 

I wanted to stay up and think through things. Like how to get out of the situation I'm in. Niall won't leave me alone after this, and there's apsolutely no way to avoid him. I have mixed feelings about this. Bradyn was also on my mind and even though I wanted to stay awake and reminisce on the days that Niall wasn't apart of my life, my body betrayed me and I fell into a deep slumber.

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