Don't forget Where You Belong

Raegan Moynihan is no fashion model. She isn't famous or incredibly talented. She's just an ordinary college girl, new to Dublin.

Niall Horan is a world famous superstar. He's talented, can sing, play the guitar, and make girls swoon just by looking at them.

They find love in each other when they least expect it, then lose it all in a moment.


It's incredible how it only takes a second to almost lose the person you love more than anything, but, in the end, there's always a way to get through the misery and find the shining light of hope.

This story is a Niall Horan fan fiction about getting through it all to be with the person who means everything. Fame, stalkers, and oceans can't come between two people who are destined to be together.


8. Chapter 8 - Pub crawl


"Wait, so while the two of them just stared at each other forever, the whole band and all the other fans were staring at them? And they didn't even notice?" Morgan asked Sarah. 


"I told you. He couldn't even remember his name. He was absolutely taken with her! Right out of a movie, I swear." The three of us were at atop the Gravity Bar at the Guinness brewery. We had done the whole museum tour ourselves, learning about how the beer was made and about how it used to be marketed and advertised and all that kind of stuff. The Gravity Bar is at the top if the museum. It's this one big circle with completely transparent walls so you cans see everything in the city. I was drinking my first real pint of Guinness with Sarah while Morgan just had a water because she was still underage and this bar always checked IDs. Sarah was telling Morgan about the signing while I took in the view of the city. It was incredible. I could see every church tower, every bridge, every building, and even the Wicklow Mountains in the distance. It was beautiful, and made me appreciate Dublin all the more. There was writing on different parts of the glass explaining and giving facts about what you were looking at in the different parts of the city, and I had just walked around reading it, enjoying a moment to myself.


“Interesting… Morgan said. "Just nuts." After that, the three of us fell silent and just enjoyed the view and our pints. After finishing the first one, I went up to the bar to grab another round for Sarah and me. After another round or two we were planning on heading out and doing some more pub crawling. Unfortunately Morgan had to go home because she had school in the morning, but Sarah and I had taken tomorrow off from work and got lucky with a weird school holiday or something the next day, so we didn't even have class. I walked back towards our seat and placed the glasses on the table. As we waited for the drink to settle, the girls and I just started chatting about the usual things that girls talk about, and the next thing I know our glasses were empty once more. Sarah noticed too and got up to get the last round, but I pushed her down and got up to do it myself. She rolled her eyes and looked back out on the city as some guy checked her out from the adjacent table, letting me go up to the bar.


I walked up to the bar again, asking for two more pints. As I waited for the bartender, I felt my phone buzz in my pocket. I had been getting happy birthday texts all day. This one was from Lucy at work. I responded with a thank you, checked my email real quick and put my phone back in my pocket. Looking back up from the screen my heart just about dropped. It was him. And those incredible blue work. I responded with a thank you, checked my email real quick and put my phone back in my pocket. Looking back up from the screen my heart just about dropped. It was him. And those incredible blue eyes were staring right at me, making my cheeks flush with warmth. I looked back at Morgan and Sarah to see if they had noticed him too, and their eyes were bugging out of their heads. Sarah made a hand gesture telling me to stay where I was, so I did.


--Niall's Point of View-- 


The lift dinged as we reached the top and the doors opened up revealing the most incredible view of Dublin I had ever seen. Having only a few moments to actually explore the city in the last two years or so, I soaked it all in. It couldn't get better than this, and I was reminded of why I loved being an Irishman. A beautiful view and the best beer in the world would make for a fun evening with my some of my favorite lads. We started heading towards the bar when I suddenly bumped into Zayn in front of me, meaning Harry and Lou bump into the back of me. Zayn and Liam had suddenly stopped walking, and I didn't notice because I was looking out the glass walls at the city, but apparently something made them stop in their tracks. Zayn stuck his hand out and hit me in the chest with it. 


"What the hell?" I remarked with the slap of his hand.


"Look,” he yell whispered, as he jerked his head in the direction straight ahead. I followed his has nod and gasped at the sight of the beautiful redhead sitting at the bar, staring down at her phone with a small smile. She was so pretty.


"Holy shit, it’s her. What are the chances?" I heard Harry say over my shoulder. "Niall, go over there, sit next her right now, and get her number."


He didn't have to tell me twice. Normally I wasn’t really one for starting these kinds of things, knowing that they rarely work out in the end, but with her I didn't feel that way at all. I didn't want to miss another chance with her. She looked up from her phone right as I was staring at her. Her eyes opened wide, giving her an adorable surprised expression. 


"Go get her man. And try not to forget your phone number like you did your name,” Louis teased with a chuckle.


"Right," I said with a nod. She was still staring, but had a cute half smile on her face. I half smiled back and started walking her direction. The rest of the boys went to go find a window seat. I went around the bar and approached her.


"Mind if I sit here?" I asked her, beckoning to the seat next to her. 


"Not at all." She smiled at me. Her smile was beautiful and she was glowing, or at least it seemed that way to me. I asked the bartender for five pints for me and the boys and decided I would try to talk her up while we waited. The only problem was, I didn't know what to say. Just looking at her again made me speechless once more. Something about her made me so nervous, and I really didn't want to mess things up. "So......are you going to be in Dublin long?" she asked. I admired her American accent. It made her all the more perfect. Having met so many people in the last two years, I recognized it as being near the New England area.


"Just until Sunday. We're doing some promoting over here for the new album coming out next month…not bragging or anything though,” I said to her nervously. I could tell my hands were getting clammy so I wiped them on my chinos. She giggled just giggled at me and definitely noticed me wiping my hands. I could tell she was a very observant person.


"I can't wait for it to come out, I really like ‘Little Things’,” she said, smiling again, and blushing a little too, which only added to her charm.


"Thanks. So do you live here in the city?" 


"Yeah, I just moved here in August, from America, as you can probably tell from my accent."


I chuckled a bit. "Yeah I figured. How’d you end up in Dublin?” I asked her, curious about her. 


"Well, I go to Trinity for school. And I've always wanted to live here, so when it came time for me to pick my college during my last year of high school this was my top choice. Once I got in and did all the paperwork, my parents helped me get a flat and such…so here I am,” she explained. As she finished her answer the bar tender brought over her drinks. I worried for a split second that she would get up and this conversation would be over, but she didn't budge.


"Are you gonna bring those over to your friends?" I asked her. 


“No…they can wait,” she said with a smile, tugging on my heart strings already. "The beer needs to settle first anyways. It’s not right to take the first sip before it’s got its color back." I raised my eyebrows at her, pleasantly surprised at her knowledge of how to properly drink a beer. It made me like her even more.


"It’s good to know you Americans know how to handle your Guinness,” I joked. She laughed at my remark. "So what are you studying?" 


"Psychology. I love studying people and their habits you know? It's fascinating. I want to be able to help people with it too. There are so many people who struggle with mental illness and it breaks my heart just thinking about it." It was incredible the way her eyes lit up when she talked about something she was passionate about. I could tell she was smart, which something I always look for in a girl. “I also considered studying art because I liked painting so much in high school, but psychology ruled over that.”


"Both of those sound very interesting,” I told her with a smile. I could picture her in some sort of art studio in my mind, covered in paint, where I could surprise her with tea in the middle of the day. I liked the image, but scolded myself for letting my mind wander and get ahead of myself.


"They are," she said simply.


The bartender brought over the five pints I had ordered for myself and the lads. I know I should bring them over to the guys, but I didn't want to get up…so I didn't. Besides, like she said, the drinks had to settle first, which gave me an excuse to stay right where I was.


"Umm…I'm sorry but I've got to bring this to my friend. We're celebrating my birthday tonight and I should probably get back to her…” she started to say, giving me a sorry half smile. My heart dropped and I didn't want her to go. We had barely just started talking, and I was really enjoying it. "…but the thing is, I don't want to stop talking to you." My heart skipped a beat at her words. She looked right into my eyes waiting for my reply. I hadn’t expected her to be so bold, but I appreciated it. 


"Yeah I should probably get back to the lads too…but I kind of don’t want to now,” I explained to her. I really did enjoy her company. We had barely talked and I was falling head over heels for her already, I could feel it happening in the pit of my chest. This had never happened to me before and I was getting all nervous. But, despite her making me so nervous, I actually came up with a good idea. She and her friends could just join up with the five of us is she wanted to. I began running my hand through my hair, nervous about what her response will be to my idea. Would she want to hang with us for the night? I mean we only just met today and have barely spoken.


“I know you just said it's your birthday night and all, and I totally, um, understand if you, um, already had plans and stuff, but I um, I was wondering if you and your friends would like to come out with the lads and I? We're just having some pints here and then hitting the Temple Bar area." I sounded like a complete arse.


A look of surprise spread across her face. "You, want me and friends to join you? But you're One Direction…"


I laughed at her response. "We may be One Direction, but trust me. We're just normal guys."


"Alright, well do you want to follow me to my friends, and then show us where you guys are sitting? We can try to find a table big enough for all of us.”


"Sure thing." I stood up and grabbed the tray of pints, piling hers on there too so she didn't have to carry them. She thanked me and we hopped off the bar and I let her lead the way to her friends. As we approached her table, it seemed as if the girls and the guys had already met, which was not surprising in any way. Of course the guys had chosen the seats right next to Raegan's friends, and of course they had starting talking to them, knowing that they were her friends. I could only imagine what the hell they’ve been chatting about. I glared at Liam and Louis as we went to sit down. Liam just shrugged while Louis made a teasing face at me. 


"So I take it we don't need to do any introductions?" I asked the guys.


"Nope." They responded in unison with cheeky grins. "We've already met" said Harry with a wink at me. I rolled my eyes and chuckled as I pulled out Raegan’s seat for her and then sat next to her. She sat down and went to introduce her two friends to me.


"Niall, this is Morgan" she said pointing to a girl on her right. "Morgan, this is Niall." 


"Nice to meet you." she said. We shook hands.


"Nice to meet you too." I said back to her. 


"And this is Sarah" Raegan said pointing to the girl on the other side of Morgan. We shook hands as well.


"Nice to meet you." I said to her. "Wait, weren't you at the signing today too?"


"Yep, I had a blast. Thanks again for signing my stuff,” she answered confidently. I could tell that she was the more outspoken one of the three.


"Anything for the fans,” I said with a smile. 


The guys resumed their conversations with Sarah and Morgan we all just hung out for a while. Raegan joined in the conversation as well, getting along with the guys really well which made me happy, because I hoped this wasn't the last they would be seeing her. I would give it my all to make sure I would be seeing her again. I mostly just listened into the conversation, especially when Raegan spoke. I liked the way she laughed, and she could be very animated when telling stories, talking with her hands a lot. The way her hair fell in front of her face sometimes made me smile, and I wanted to reach out and brush it behind her ear, which was extremely cliché but I couldn’t help it. I couldn't help but stare at her, and I really just wanted to pull her into my arms and kiss her which was somewhat bizarre because I had just met her only to today.


After about a half hour everyone had finished their drinks, except Liam of course, he didn't drink much. The doctors cleared him to drink whenever, but I think he was still nervous about it, not having as many drunk experiences as the rest of us. I didn’t mind, because he usually kept us out of trouble when he was sober.


"Well, it looks like everyone is done here. Do you guys want to head out and hit the town? You ladies will be joining us of course." Louis said. He winked at them and the three of them giggled. "I'm going to pay the woman at the bar, and then we can head out?"


"Oh Louis, you don't have to pay for ours, we've had more than you, I've got it." Raegan rambled to him as she started getting up. 


"Oh Please, it’s your birthday. Let us get it alright?" 


“Are you sure?” she asked him. 


“Absolutely,” he reassured her.


"Okay fine. Just this one time. Thanks," she said back to him with a smile. He walked over to the bar, and the rest of us stood up to leave. The boys led the way with Sarah and Morgan following behind them giggling about something. I never understood women and their giggling. Raegan and I made up the rear of the group, just the two of us. We met up with Lou, and all climbed into the lift. It was a tight squeeze but I didn't mind at all. Raegan was practically leaning up against me and her hand was just close enough where I could hold it. I wanted to reach out to her and hold her hand, but I didn't. I knew exactly how I felt about her at this point, but who knows what the hell was running through her mind. I wanted to hold her hand, kiss her, hug her, and have her be mine, but only time would tell. The lift started going down, and I smiled to myself thinking about the night ahead of us.


--Raegan's Point of View--


We were at the last pub of the night. It was about one in the morning and we had been to three or four pubs before this one. The night had been a blast so far. Unfortunately Morgan had to go home, but Sarah had stayed and we were still with the boys. She and I were still in shock that we were hitting the bars with One Direction. We all had a pretty good buzz going but no one was completely saturated which created less problems for Liam and more room for fun. The place was called Gogarty's and it was by far my favorite bar we had been to during the night. The live music was great, the place was rowdy and everyone was so friendly. The bar was covered in old photos and statues of important Irish literary figures. Niall and I had stuck together the entire night, and we didn't leave each other’s sides. We talked throughout the night, beginning to learn so much about each other. My stomach had butterflies the entire night, and I couldn't help but stare at him when he wasn't looking, like right now. He was in a conversation with Zayn about something, and I kept sneaking looks at him. He would catch me looking at him every once in a while, and would give me a flirty wink, or just smile. 


Everything about him was perfect. His hair, his laugh, his smile, his voice, his eyes, his interests, his humble but charismatic personality that perplexed me, and especially the way he spoke to me so kindly, and the way he always asked questions as if learning more about me was the most important thing in the world. He was an incredible guy and throughout the entire night, I had just wanted to burst with excitement at how lucky I was to have even met him. Not only was I falling head over heels for Niall Horan, I got to spend my birthday with the whole band and one of my best friends in the city I loved. It was by far the best birthday I had ever had. The only people that I felt were missing was Edin, Briley and Connor, but I would see her soon enough, and I knew my older brothers would experience this with me when I turned twenty-one back in America.


The band finished their last song and the entire pub roared and stood up to applaud. Once everything settled down again people started grabbing their things, paying their tabs and heading out since it was closing time in a few minutes. Niall turned back from Zayn to look at me.


"I can't describe how much fun I've had with you tonight." He fiddled with the collar of shirt. He was probably just as nervous as I was, which was extremely. "I was wondering if I could see you again, or at least get your number or something..." He was so cute when he was nervous. I just looked into his eyes for a moment, taking them in and reveling in the sparks flying between us. I still hadn't answered him yet and I think he took that the wrong way. "Uh I'm sorry...maybe I asked too soon.... I didn't mean to make things awkward." He ran his hands through his hair and looked down at his feet. I just wanted to kiss him right then in there. I didn't care who would see, but it was so unlike me to do something like that. I was always one to take my time with a guy, rather than kissing randoms in pubs. I wanted to be especially cautious after what happened with Jake, and I told myself to keep my guard up with anyone in the future, but Niall broke all the rules somehow. I would still be careful, despite my strong feelings, but deep down I just wanted to jump right in, so I decided to go for it. Maybe it was the buzz of the alcohol encouraging me, but I completely disregarded any reservations I had.


I rested my thumb under his chin and made him look at me. I smiled at him and his cheeks grew red. Oh boy, this was so unlike me but I went for it. I leaned in and kissed him. I could tell he was surprised at first, but he kissed me right back. It was slow and sweet, his lips making my heart practically beat out of my chest. I finally pulled away from him, and the two of us just stared at one another. That was the best kiss I had ever had. He was a great kisser, and I couldn't be happier. It felt right. Niall had an expression of happiness, surprise and disbelief on his face, and it was obvious that he had lost the ability to speak. I grabbed a pen off the bar, took his hand and wrote my number on it. I probably came off as really ballsy, but on the inside I was extremely tweaking out, with the butterflies in my chest having their own little dance party.


"Call me sometime yeah?" I said to him. He just slowly nodded his head in disbelief. I turned around, waved to the lads, and yelled them a thank you. They were all standing in the same positions with their mouths hanging open staring at Niall and me. I grabbed Sarah's arm, and the two of us headed out onto the street, still in disbelief at the day we had. We had spent a day with One Direction, and I had just kissed Niall Horan right on the lips. I hailed a cabbie and we made our way home.

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