21 Days

Because of Grace losing a bet, she now has to do whatever the school jock, Niall Horan wants her to do. She has to stay with him at his place for 3 weeks, and obey Niall's orders. Whether it's doing his homework or getting in bed with him. Will these be the best 21 days of her life.. Or the complete worst? ∞ A Niall Horan fan fiction ∞


9. Chapter 8 ♡

♡ Grace's P.O.V ♡

I park in front of my house, and take a deep breath.

"Don't stress this Grace, your smart.. You'll pass that history test with no problem." I tell myself.

Pulling my keys out of the ignition, I lock the doors and head inside.

To my surprise, I walk in to see my mother sitting down on the couch with a pen between her teeth.

"Hey, mom." I walk over to her and stand by her side.

"Hi sweetie. I'm sorry if it seems like i'm not going to be around a lot.. It's just that this job is a whole lot of work." She sighs.

"It's fine." I lie.

Of course I understand where my mother's coming from.. It's just I wish i'd see her a bit more frequently. She is my mother for christ sake.

"Don't ever hesitate to invite some friends over, maybe even throw a party. As long as you clean up after yourself."

My eyes widen, and my bag drops off from my shoulder onto the ground.

If I know my mother, I know that she would never allow such a thing. Sure, a friend or two could come over.. But never, has she mentioned me throwing parties.


"Mom, are you feeling okay?" I place the back of my hand onto her forehead and she chuckles.

"Of course darling. Why wouldn't I?" She asks, seeming to have no clue how shocked I am.

"Never mind.. I'll be upstairs." I pick my bag up and head up the stairs.

If I want to make sure I pass that history test in two days for absolute sure, I have to get studying.

I change into some sweat pants and a blue tanktop, and pull my history book out of my bag.

After almost three hours of studying, I hear a knock on my door.

"Come in." I tap my pen on my notebook.

"Dinner is ready.. Have you been studying all of this time?" My mother asks.

"Yeah, this test really counts.." I chew on my lip.

"I'm so proud of you honey. Studying hard for you to get the best grade you can get.. So proud. Well, come on now. Food's getting cold." She smiles and kisses me on the forehead.

If only she knew why I was studying this hard in the first place.


I wake up early, and take a shower to start the day off fresh. I decide on wearing Rolling Stones tee with some shorts. The weather here is beyond hot, and i'm still trying to get used to it all.

Walking down the steps, I see my mother sleeping in the same spot she was in all night. She stated that she had an endless amount of work to do, and I have a feeling she wasn't kidding.

"Hey, mom." I poke her arm.

"Huh? What, i'm awake." She blinks fastly.

"Mom, it's already 7:00 in the morning."

She jumps off of the recliner and stretches.

"Just great, I never finished my work and now i'm going to be late. Alright, well have a good day pumpkin, I probably will be coming home extra late tonight with all of this work." She sighs.

I nod and chew on my lip.

"Got it, bye." I wave bye to her and drive off to school.

Once I park outside of the school, I notice that i'm still a bit early. So, I stay in my car and pull out my history book.

I've never been so determined to ace a test before, and I just can't wait to see the look on the assholes face when he sees that I passed and he lost the bet.

As I begin to reread the third paragraph in the text, a familiar voice speaks, causing me to jump.

"Well if it isn't the book worm Gracey." Niall smirks while leaning into my window.

"Get out jerk." I say with disgust.

He begins to laugh and shakes his head.

"Don't tell me what to do, nerd. So I see that your studying pretty hard for history.. What are you, nervous?" He points at the textbook and I roll my eyes.

"Not a chance. Now, fuck off." I roll my window up, and Niall speeds off in anger.

Grace - 1 Niall - 0.

By 7:20, cars come swooping in the lot and I get out of my car.

I meet up with Hannah and Mark in the hallway, when the devil himself comes back into my sight.

"Hey guys, what are we all talking about?" Niall pats Mark shoulder with a stupid grin on his face.

Even if I wanted to answer him, I wouldn't be able to because while Mark and Hannah were off talking about something.. My mind was still stuck on tomorrows test.

"Uh, we were just talking about how this weekend there's going to be a huge party at Kelsey Reeds house." Mark says awkwardly.

"You all going?" Niall asks, staring me right in the eyes.

"Well, me and Mark are. You wanna tag along, Grace?" Hannah asks me with a huge smile.

"Of course she doesn't. She's a nerd, bet she's never even been to a party before." The blonde jerk mutters.

I hate him so god damn much. Before I know it, the choice of words I choose to speak next are going to be regretted later on, are spoken.

"Actually, i'm having a party at my place tonight." I smirk.

I already feel regret towering on top of me. I figured since my mother is working late tonight and Niall thinks he knows everything, I should throw my first ever party. Well at least the type where people drink and dance.

Niall, Hannah, and Mark's eyes widen.

"What?" I chuckle.

"I just.. Didn't see that coming. When were you planning on telling us Grace?" Hannah crosses her arms over her chest.

"Well, I have the house to myself tonight.. So, I figured.. Why not?" I laugh.

"Can we go?" Mark asks.

"Sure. Well, you and Hannah. Not him." I point at jerkface.

"I don't want to go to your fucking lame ass party anyways Gracey." And he storms off, leaving the three of us to break out into laughter.

"Nice one Grace." Mark nudges my arm and I nod my head in agreement.

"Well, we'll see you after. Can't wait for that party! We'll spread the word out to everyone!" Hannah shouts and leaves off with Mark.

Uh oh, maybe this was a bad idea. What if too much people come?..

No, not many people talk to me in this school.. I'm definetly fine.

The day passes by, me not talking much like every other day. Luckily, at lunch.. Jerkface was nowhere in sight. Hannah gushed about how she told a bunch of people about the party at my place, and that she needs me to text her my address.

When I get home, my mother isn't there, but she left a message on the home phone.

"Grace, looks like I was right about having to stay at work late today! I should be home by midnight, order something to eat and invite a friend over or something! Have fun! Love you." And the phone beeps.

"Oh, they'll be way more than just one friend." I laugh.

I run up to my room and search for something decent to wear. Sadly, the best thing I find is my pink summr dress. It comes out a little, and is a bit too fancy for just a party.

I groan and sit on the edge of my bed.

"What am I going to wearrr." I slap my hand on my forehead and lay on my back.

And that's when the idea of checking my mothers closet pops into my mind.

I walk to her room, and open her closet.


I look through her many dresses, and I find the perfect one.

It's a sleek black fitted dress, and the back has a see through lace covering what would be my back.


I take another shower and straighten my hair. Pulling out my make up bag, I apply mascara to my long eyelashes and put some eye liner onto my waterline. Finishing it off, I add a cat tail on the bottom of my eye lid.

I slide the dress on and put on some black heels I got from my last birthday and take one last good look at myself.

Usually, I wouldn't try too hard on my look.. But since this is going to be the first party I start, I want to look good.

Lastly, I google what types of foods I should have at a teen party, and what kind of music to play.

Hey, don't judge. I'm new to this "party girl" thing.

After placing some chips, ordering a few boxes of pizza, and taking out a few boxes of beer and vodka from my moms stash, I check the time.


Letting out a deep breath, I get a call from Hannah.


"Hey girl! Me, Zayn, Mark, and Jason are already on our way. See ya soon!" Hannah screams through the phone.

"Alright, see you." And I hang up.

My palms begin to sweat, not knowing what to expect tonight. Anything can go wrong, i'm just crossing my fingers nothing does.

By 8:00, my four friends show up and I open the door.

"OH MY GOD YOU LOOK SO HOT GRACE!" Hannah shouts while pulling me into her embrace.

"Um, thanks." I laugh.

"You really do, lovely." Zayn smiles and I smile back while he pulls me into a tight hug.

"I'm ready for this party!" Jason shouts with a beer can in his hand.

"Well, you guys are the first ones here.. So.." I mumble.

I'm beyond nervous that no one is going to show up, and Niall will have something else to laugh at me about.

"Don't worry girl! We told everyone to come here at 8:15 so we could get here first." Hannah chuckles.

Relief washed over me and I nod.

"Smart." I laugh.

By 8:30, a whole bunch of people have shown up and i'm nervous that now maybe too much people came.

Ding dong.

I open a beer can up and walk over to the door. Opening it, I glance up and my can goes crashing to the floor.

"Surprised to see me here? Wouldn't want to crash your party." Niall smirks.

And to make matters even worse is that he came with a girl by his side.

And it was the red headed girl who loved being rude to me..


(haha, hey guys! Sorry its been awhile since i've last updated. hope you guys liked this chapter, because I did! love yall. - Myaaa)

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