He drug me along, well we "walked" for a while till it got to around 6ish.
"Are we going to go anywhere? We have been walking for like 30 minutes." I said maybe a little too fast.
He chuckled a bit. "Nahhh, we are just walking. haha no. I was thinking of taking you to my place. Watch a movie and you can REALLY tell me about yourself." He grabbed my hand and we kept walking. I didnt let go.
"I mean, should ibe terrified? Because i am."
"Why should you be scared?" he stopped.
"You could be a rapist." I actually kind of laughed a little. He was full of giggles when I said that.
"Oh yeah I'm a rapist, trying to get to know you before I do the worst possible thin to you. Trying to watch a movie. yeah your cute." he laughed a little more, seeming to become a little less tipsy. until he stopped into a bar....
"Why do we have to come here?" I complained.
"You dont want a drink?" He grabbed himself a beer and we kept walking, he chugged it down in a matter of two seconds.
I wasnt one to judge, but he seems to drink a lot. But we just met so I probably shouldnt say anything.
After another ten minutes we reached his house. I have to say... If was gorgeous. My kind of style. I wouldnt dare say it outloud though. We walked up the steps, he seemed a little.... ehhh off. I admired it, he was imperfect and it caused me to smile. He doesnt try to be perfect, yet he is my kind of perfect. Yeah he may drink but it only makes him a bit more admirable in my eyes. I guess I starred a little too long.
"Can I help you with something or are you just studying?" He chuckled.
I looked away fast, blushing a bit.
"What movie are we going to watch?"
He smiled, noticing that I ignored the question.
"What do you want to watch?" He asked politely.
"I dont care. But umm do you have a bathroom?"
"No, I pee in the back yard. Yes hun, I have a bathroom. Down the hall, first door on the right."
I got up and slowly walked to the bathroom. Noticing every little detail he has put into this house. There were bedrooms on the left of the hall before I reached the door to the bathroom. I counted two bedrooms, and I bet neither one is his. I noticed that I didnt have my phone, I guess it fell out of my pocket on the couch. Which means he will probably put his number in it, like every book, every movie. I walked back to where Niall was and he had gotten what looked like vodka. Pure vodka, thats gross. My phone was there. Doesnt look like he has done anything to it, so I dont know...He had put on the titantic... So he is looking for me to cry right, cuz......... that will happen. lol