Niall orders two drinks. One for him and one for me. Both the same. "Just so you see it's not poison!", he says laughing and winks at me. "You could still just poison my drink when I don't look, couldn't you?!", I add, raising my eyebrows. "Okay okay! You got me!", he has to admit grinning. "Yeah! I should become a detective or something like that! I'm just too good!", I say and wink when suddenly the barkeeper hands us our drinks.
They're multi-coloured. From hot pink to orange. From orange to yellow. And from yellow to pistachio. I've never seen anything like this before but it looks awesome! Niall smiles as I probably stare at the drink like a total idiot.
He laughs out loud: "Don't you want to try it?", he asks and as I actually never really realized his accent everyone is talking about, I could hear it perfectly this time. And I have to admit this laugh/irish-accent-mix matches him fantastically. I shake my head as if I'd want to banish my thoughts and look at Niall again.
"Let's just try this now!", I say and get my drink. "Okay! But I still bet you'll like it!", he says and grins again. We're about to drink when Niall suddenly stops. I recognize that too late so I drink all alone. I can see him staring at me as if I'd be an animal in the zoo.
I stop and look at him: "Am I so interesting?" He nods seriously: "How did it taste?" "Well I didn't puke yet... Guess that's a good sign!?", I say laughing and he grins. Looks like he understood my sarcasm this time because it actually tasted pretty good.
By the time we downed our drinks Niall orders two new ones. I don't taste the alcohol at all but I remember my mum once -or should I better say ALWAYS?- said these drinks are the most dangerous ones! But at this very moment I don't care at all. I'm having a great time and that's all that matters for me now.
We both down the next two drinks and I smile at Niall. "Guess I won this time!?", he says. What? I'm confused. "Whatcha meean?", I ask and you can already hear I drank but I don't recognize it myself. "You just downed your second drink. So... I guess you liked it!?"
I nod my head: "Sure! Why not? It's awesome!", I say and realize AFTER saying that, that we kind of had bet going on. "Oh right yeah. You won, though", I say and make an awkward face so that he laughes. "But we didn't make sure what the winner will get before", I explain to him but he grins -as always. "I've got something on my mind already but I'll tell you later..." "Whatever makes you happy!", I say and he looks at me in a special kind of way but I really can't figure out what he means with this as I'm already busy with my third drink. And then the fourth. And then... three more.
When it feels like we drank so much the barkeeper doesn't have any alcohol anymore -which might as well be so- we leave the bar and go to our room again. It's now probably 5am or whatever and the only thing I want to do is go to sleep. So I "walk" -can't really call this walk anymore as I'm drunk as hell- to the bathroom and brush my teeth while trying neither to puke into the sink nor on the floor. That's harder than expected!
When I'm finally finished I realize I don't have any clothes I could use as PJ's. Basically, I'm just in my skirt, shirt and bikini. I open the door again and yell at Niall who's sitting on the bed, half-asleep. "Do you have any PJ's with you?" He shakes his head: "But I could give you my shirt and swimming trunks!?" I raise my eyebrows: "What about you? Are you gonna be naked then?"
He laughs but this wasn't meant to be sarcasm this time. I was actually being serious. "I've got my boxer shirts!" I nod slowly and he passes me his clothes, just wearing his underwear. I quickly get changed so that Niall can get ready as well.
I'm laying on the bed with my feet in the air when he suddenly leaves the bathroom again. "We said that we're not sorry and we're really not!", I sing as I didn't hear him coming. He laughs and sits down beside me. "You know I won that bet!?" I nod: "What do you want? As the winner" "I want...", he hesitates but then smiles at me: "a kiss!" I laugh: "Sure!"
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seventeenth chapter --->
They're multi-coloured. From hot pink to orange. From orange to yellow. And from yellow to pistachio. I've never seen anything like this before but it looks awesome! Niall smiles as I probably stare at the drink like a total idiot.
He laughs out loud: "Don't you want to try it?", he asks and as I actually never really realized his accent everyone is talking about, I could hear it perfectly this time. And I have to admit this laugh/irish-accent-mix matches him fantastically. I shake my head as if I'd want to banish my thoughts and look at Niall again.
"Let's just try this now!", I say and get my drink. "Okay! But I still bet you'll like it!", he says and grins again. We're about to drink when Niall suddenly stops. I recognize that too late so I drink all alone. I can see him staring at me as if I'd be an animal in the zoo.
I stop and look at him: "Am I so interesting?" He nods seriously: "How did it taste?" "Well I didn't puke yet... Guess that's a good sign!?", I say laughing and he grins. Looks like he understood my sarcasm this time because it actually tasted pretty good.
By the time we downed our drinks Niall orders two new ones. I don't taste the alcohol at all but I remember my mum once -or should I better say ALWAYS?- said these drinks are the most dangerous ones! But at this very moment I don't care at all. I'm having a great time and that's all that matters for me now.
We both down the next two drinks and I smile at Niall. "Guess I won this time!?", he says. What? I'm confused. "Whatcha meean?", I ask and you can already hear I drank but I don't recognize it myself. "You just downed your second drink. So... I guess you liked it!?"
I nod my head: "Sure! Why not? It's awesome!", I say and realize AFTER saying that, that we kind of had bet going on. "Oh right yeah. You won, though", I say and make an awkward face so that he laughes. "But we didn't make sure what the winner will get before", I explain to him but he grins -as always. "I've got something on my mind already but I'll tell you later..." "Whatever makes you happy!", I say and he looks at me in a special kind of way but I really can't figure out what he means with this as I'm already busy with my third drink. And then the fourth. And then... three more.
When it feels like we drank so much the barkeeper doesn't have any alcohol anymore -which might as well be so- we leave the bar and go to our room again. It's now probably 5am or whatever and the only thing I want to do is go to sleep. So I "walk" -can't really call this walk anymore as I'm drunk as hell- to the bathroom and brush my teeth while trying neither to puke into the sink nor on the floor. That's harder than expected!
When I'm finally finished I realize I don't have any clothes I could use as PJ's. Basically, I'm just in my skirt, shirt and bikini. I open the door again and yell at Niall who's sitting on the bed, half-asleep. "Do you have any PJ's with you?" He shakes his head: "But I could give you my shirt and swimming trunks!?" I raise my eyebrows: "What about you? Are you gonna be naked then?"
He laughs but this wasn't meant to be sarcasm this time. I was actually being serious. "I've got my boxer shirts!" I nod slowly and he passes me his clothes, just wearing his underwear. I quickly get changed so that Niall can get ready as well.
I'm laying on the bed with my feet in the air when he suddenly leaves the bathroom again. "We said that we're not sorry and we're really not!", I sing as I didn't hear him coming. He laughs and sits down beside me. "You know I won that bet!?" I nod: "What do you want? As the winner" "I want...", he hesitates but then smiles at me: "a kiss!" I laugh: "Sure!"
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seventeenth chapter --->