I didn't feel right here, this wasn't my scene. Partying and drinking almost every night, I don't like that too much. There's always fights, girls fighting, men fighting it's just too much fighting.
I look around and spot the boys all at the bar while I sip on water and sit at the booth they picked out. Liam's trying his hardest to get me to come dance but I'd rather not. "I'm really not feeling well." I pleaded when he tried again. He waved his hand at me and walked away, making me feel bad.
I laughed whenever Niall started dancing, it was very humorous. He gets his legs going and his hands swinging, typical Irish-men.
I cocked an eyebrow at the girl who was trying to dance with him, but his actions proved impressive. He tried to desperately to drive her away but she wasn't getting the hint, making me so goddamn mad, and lately with the way I've been feeling and what I've went through, pissing me off wasn't a good thing. I've got so much anger pimped up inside me that if I exploded I don't think I could stop.
I get up and walk over to Liam, deciding that I should live a little and dance. He started screaming my name and clapping his hands, he's way too drunk to be here right now, all of them are. Niall grabs me from the back and we start dancing, my back side up against his front.
I stop dead in my tracks whenever I feel a cold, Icy liquid hit my face. "What the fuck!" I scream and open my eyes. The music stops and everyone looks over to where the crowd is forming.
"You're the reason why he's not dancing with me?" That bitch from a few minuets ago screamed literally in my face.
"Excuse me?" I say and dry my face off with a napkin Niall passed me.
"Don't help her out!" She says to niall and throws ANOTHER drink in my face. "Let this witch fucking melt!"
"Good one, where'd you get that? You're fucking grandmother?" I ask and the next thing I know is her hand coming up and slapping me in the face, it was so hard that it actually turned my head to the other side. I stayed like that for a few minuets, Niall and the other boys tried to go at her but I stopped them, putting my arm out.
I flicked my hair back to the side it goes and looked at her with a smirk. Stupid bitch should learn some facts before she goes slapping people.
"Are you serious?" I ask and she cocks an eyebrow at me as if to say 'what are you going to do about it?'
So I show her what I'm going to do about it. I tackle her to ground and grab her shirt, laying my fist over and over again into her face. She's screaming but I don't stop, I keep punching and punching until my knuckles become bloody and her screams stop. I'm pulled off of her and she looks at me through the blood and starts screaming again.
"You're fucking crazy!" She screams at me and I spit in her face.
"Fuck you!" I scream and tried to get free so I could go at her again. When I calm down and look behind me I see three bouncers, Niall plus Zayn trying to keep me back. "Come on bitch! Do something, fucking dare you!" I scream at her as she gives me dirty looks. "Your bitchy drinks didn't do shit because I still look fucking flawless you cunt!" I don't know what's wrong with me because I never talk like this.
"You need to take her home." One of the bouncers said to Zayn and that's exactly what the boys did. They took me home and they had to carry me up to my room because I was still full of adrenaline, even by the time we got home. "I need to play with someone, like now! Who wants to wrestle?!" I say and all the boys laugh. I downed four shots of Whiskey Sour before I left to try to calm myself, it did the opposite.
"What about you, curly head!" I point at Harry, "you seem to have a problem so fight me."
"I'm not fighting a girl." He rolls his eyes.
"Pretend I'm not, it's just play fighting, come on." I beg, and he gets up. I get ready in a stance and he drops me to the ground in seconds, obviously because of his height that he has on me. But I don't let up, I pin him within minuets and get him in an arm bar. "TAP!" I screamed at him.
He shook his head and I pulled harder, "ow fuck okay!" He screams and taps my leg. I stand up and help him, "Jesus Id hate to be that girl you fought tonight." He said, massaging his shoulder and rubbing his arm.
"Don't fuck with me." I said. I noticed Niall eyeing me, watching every move. "You wanna go?" I tease and walk over to him.
"This just keeps getting better and better." Louis said, making the others laugh. "C'mon Nialler, don't be a little pussy." He winked and Niall got up, to say I was totally turned on by this was an understatement.
"Don't let her get a hold of your arm, mate!" Harry warned, still rubbing his own.
To my surprise, Niall pinned me. But it was an easy reverse, just had to look around me and see what he was leaving open so I could stretch my leg. I looked down our stomachs and then back up at his face, the boys were going nuts because Niall pinned me, almost.
I moved my leg underneath him, crossing it over my left leg and wrapping it around his ribs, flipping him. He was on his stomach now with me sitting on his back, I did almost a bridge and grabbed hold of his leg, bringing it to my head and pulling. "Holy fuck!" He screamed and tapped out. "I'm ready for bed, screw that!" He laughed and limped up to the room. By this time we were all ready for bed, I was getting there but decided to chill with the boys for a little bit.
Harry went to his room, he's such a baby. So it was just Liam, Zayn and louis with me. We watched a movie and told a bunch of stories, and afterwards I was burnt out. I got up and walked out of the room and down to mine, I checked my phone and it was two in the morning.
I was ready to curl into my bed and go to sleep before we took off tomorrow for Brazil. I put my keycard in the pad and opened the door, I almost screamed whenever I walked in on Niall with another girl. He turned around whenever he heard me slam the door shut behind me and his eyes went wide. I'm not sure if I was angry that I knew he was about to lie to my face, or the fact that she's trying to cover herself with my mothers blanket.
My hands became sweaty and my limbs felt like jello as I stood there, looking between the two half naked people in my room. It's that model from last night, I fucking knew it. "Braelynn, let me explain!" He tried but I just ignored him and walked out, not stormed out, calmly walked out and walked to Liam's room.
I knocked on the door and he opened it. My throat was stinging and my heart was pounding, "Braelynn, are you okay?" I shook my head.
"Can I just sleep here tonight?" I asked in an almost begging tone.
"Why aren't you with Niall?" He asked and moved out of the way so I could come in. Zayn was sitting in the other bed, just watching TV whenever I walked in.
"Whoa, hey, what happened?" He asked. I swallowed the lump in my throat and opened their door, pushing them outside to watch. And like I had thought, she did the walk of shame not even two minuets later. Zayn turned around, "you've got to be kidding." He said with disappointment running through his voice. I shook my head and sat on the bed.
"Weren't you two... Like a thing?" Liam asked and I nodded my head. I was too scared to talk so I just laid down, I was already in gym pants and a t-shirt so I just took my bra off and curled into the bed Zayn was on. Liam patted my back and so did Zayn before they fell asleep in Liam's bed together.
Before I fell asleep I turned around, "how do I ask for a new roommate?" I asked them.
"The only person you could room with would be harry." Zayn said.
"Isn't he with louis though?" I said.
"Yeah but that's only because there's six of us now, Louis' roommate is usually niall, so they would trade you two." Liam explained. "I would trade with you but I can't even look at Niall the same."
"Me either, so you're best to just keep it quiet and ask the manager to switched." Zayn said.
"Okay, thank you guys." I said quietly, we all said our good nights and fell asleep.
Do you think Niall actually slept with her? Orrrrr, TELL ME YOUR THOUGHTS! Xxbella