Falling ( Niall Horan)

Megan boldy is an eighteen years old college student. She went to Oxford with her bestfriend, Bethany Doll. This life was all they wanted to experiment but what they didn't know, is that meeting a couple of guys would shutter all their plans.

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I wrote this chapter while listening to these two songs:

Olivier Koletzki - Hypnotized (Feat. Fran)

Wilkinson UK - Afterglow

Hope you like the story so far! :)x

We went to the club and the first person I saw was Niall. That blonde guy who was driving me insane. He was sitting at the bar so I decided to go and get a drink. "One sex on the beach please." I told the barman. I felt him coming, " A sex on the beach huh?" he asked looking at me from the bottom up. "Yup." I said. I drank my cocktail all at once and then went to dance. He came after me. I win. The music was loud as I begin to dance. My body moves with the sound and suddenly I felt a grip. Niall took me by my waist and I pressed against him, moving my hips and making circles. I felt a moan escape his mouth and smiled proudly. His hands went lower but I stopped them and turned around. Our eyes locked and I said, "Who's the one who will mo.." I was cut off by his lips on mine. It felt so fucking good. He kissed me lightly but as I come closer to him, his tongue played with my lips and I opened my mouth letting him deepen the kiss. I couldn't get enough of him. His lips had an alcohol taste mixed with cherry. He broke the kiss and whispered in my ear, "What are you doing to me Megan Boldy?" I looked in his eyes. "You're the only one who knows the answer." I replied. My hands in his soft blonde hair. He kissed my neck but I decided to play again. I quietly pushed him, looked into his eyes and went towards the stairs. I checked almost all the rooms, they were all filled with people making out. Finally, I reached for the one at the end of the hallway. It was empty, except for a bed and a desk. I stayed on top of the bed for a couple of minutes, my back facing the door. I turned aroud when it creacked open and there he stood, leaning on the doorframe.

I couldn't help but stare at him, how his dark jeans hung loosely on his hips, how his white shirt covered perfectly on his torso, though we could still see his toned abs through the thin fabric. His arms were crossed and he was staring back at me with his perfect blue eyes, a smirk playing on his lips. I was expecting him to bring up the kiss, to say something embarrassing to make me feel bad about what happened. But he didn't. He just walked across the room, slowly and confidently, each step making the knot in my stomach and the excitement grow bigger and stronger.

And at that moment, I knew that what he said that day was true. I was going to fall and I knew this was gonna crush me but I was willing to take the risk, no matter what. Even though we didn't meet long ago, somehow I knew he was the one.

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