Stole My Heart

The pain I felt that day I ran away still pondered my mind. Did I make the right decision? Did I have to leave to make sure Niall was mine? He promised never to let her take him. So why didn't I believe him?
The pain I felt lying on the park bench. In the cold. Feeling unwanted, unloved and lonely. Why didn't I go home?
So many questions were needing to be answered, but I couldn't answer them. They were questions to stay unanswered. For I didn't have an answer. I was so confused of all the past events. Meeting Niall had led me to a life of pain and misery. And look where we are now. In a room full of pain and misery!


5. "I'm not drunk Harriet"

About an hour later i found myself drinking something from a bottle. I had no idea what it was but Niall gave me it so I felt rude not to drink it.  I was allready so dizzy and the others were so drunk I couldn't be the only one who didn't get drunk. I gluped down the bottle and Fiona struggled to walk towards me. "Hay...Harray" She was obvoisuly so dunk I just laughed "Hi" I responded putting my empty bottle on the side. "L-let's go PARTY" She yelled and I laughed again "Ok" She took my hand and ran to the dance floor where the boys where taking stupid pictures with a fan. "Well hay" Niall stumbled towards me "Hi" I tucked a stray peice of hair behind my ear "You look beautiful" He stepped closer to me and I laughed knowing he was just drunk. He took my hand and pulled me out from the crowd. We headed for a door where a bunch of people stood outside. We headed round the corner and Niall rested against the wall. "Niall you're drunk" I told him and he laughed "No i'm not" He leant in to dance as a slow song was heard from inside, but you stepped back. I didn't really want him to pass out on me or something. Yet his blonde hair shone in the lights from the moon and you couldn't help but fall in love. "I'm not drunk" He looked me in the eye "Even if your not, you don't even know my name" I protested and he laughed "Well what is your name then" I responded "Harriet" He smiled "That's a beautiful name" He stepped towards me once again "I'm not drunk Harriet" I didn't know wheather to beleive him or not "I was acting it beause the boys would never let me go clubbing without getting drunk" I nodded "So why didn't you get drunk" He looked down embarresed and mumbled something "What?" He looked up at me "I didn't want you to get hurt or something..." He paused "There needed to be someone to make sure if you did get drunk that you would be safe" I smiled "So that dance..." He nodded. I leant towards him and lifted up his head our faces inches apart. "Yh…" He shyly responded. I leant in closer and he looked me in the eye. I felt like I was in a trance and fell deeply in love with his eyes. I leant closer as did he and we met in the middle. 

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