- Delilah's POV -
So this is it.
Niall and I are dating.
But then again, maybe not.
Niall was over at my house, and we decided to have some fun. My parents were never home, and my 18th and his 19th birthday were coming up, so we decided to call everyone and go to a club. Who knows, Live while we're young, right?
Anyway, everyone agreed, so Liam, Harry, Zayn, Louis, and Katie were coming over later.
"Wait, Ni!" I said, jumping on my knees on the bed where Niall was laying.
"What?!" Niall yelled, half- alarmed, half- "I've just been woken up by a screaming teenage girl".
"I don't have anything to wear!" I said.
"You're kidding me..." Niall said, flopping face first onto my fluffy pillow.
"Nialllllllllll! Get uppppp!" I almost screamed.
"Nope." he said, muffled by the pillows.
"Get up and I'll give you a kiss." I said.
"I'm up!" Niall said, jumping up.
"Better." I said, kissing him.
We headed to the mall, and we looked for 2 hours for the perfect dress...
I finally had found it! It was a gold, glittery dress, that was tight (in the right way) at the top, and fanned out a tiny bit at the bottom. It was perfect!
We bought the dress and headed home. By time we got back, it was time to get ready. I put on my dress, my hoop earrings, silver high heels, makeup, and I parted my naturally straight, brunette hair.
"Damn Del. You look hot." Niall said, standing in the doorway, staring.
"Try again, Horan." I said, without even turning around from the mirror.
"You look...beautiful?" Niall ask-answered.
"Better." I said, turning around.
We headed downstairs, and waited for everyone else.
Harry was the first to come.
I opened the door, to get the same reaction from Harry as I did from Niall.
"Damn, that dress makes you look hot." Harry said, eyeing me from head to toe.
"Try again." I said, rolling my eyes.
Men. Such idiots.
"You look... er, nice?" Harry said.
"Now you can come in the house." I said, walking back to sit with Niall.
Louis arrived next.
"Hey Del- woah." Louis said, staring.
I turned back to Niall and Harry.
"Am I gonna get the same reaction every fucking time?" I asked.
"Yep." Niall said.
"Pretty much." Harry agreed.
"Ugh just come in." I said, waving it off.
When Katie and Liam finally arrived, we all headed out.
We were all having fun, dancing, and laughing.
"I'll be back." I yelled over the music.
I got up, and headed to the bathroom.
But I could never have prepared myself for what I saw.
It was Niall, and some girl, making out.
"You've got to be fucking kidding me!" I screamed, tears rushing down my face.
"Delilah! Let me explain!" Niall said.
I ran (as fast as I could in heels) back to Liam.
"L-Liam! C-can you b-bring me h-home? I want to g-get out of h-here.." I stuttered, crying into his chest.
"Shh, Delilah it's okay." He said, wrapping his arms around me.
He carried me out to the car and headed to my house.
"What happened?" Liam asked. He looked like he was about to kill someone.
"Niall and s-some girl were m-making out, after he s-said he loved m-me.." I said through my sobs.
When we finally pulled up to my house, Liam parked the car and hopped out.
"Want me to stay?" He asked.
I needed someone.
My mom could care less and Niall was the only one I had. Apparently not anymore.
We headed up to my room, and I turned on Pandora. We sang and danced our butts off, until the front door clicked open, and Niall and the others came in.
I went to the top of the stairs.
"Niall?" I called down, my voice cracking at the mention of his name.
"What is it, princess?" Niall called back.
"Get the hell out of my house."
"You heard me."
"Is this about me and Hayley? She kissed me. I want you and only you."
"Get the hell out of my house, and stop lying!"
Niall stormed out of the house, slamming the door behind him.
"What the fuck was that about...?" Harry asked.
"Niall is a cheating bastard, that's what that was about." I said, another tear running down my cheek.