Night Time, My Time

Delia's POV

I'm not that nervous anymore, I know I can control myself. Why was I so freaked out? We took two cars, in the first one there's was Louis, Niall and I. Louis was driving. And the rest of the boys were in the other. We kept joking and laughing, I love Louis and Niall, they're so carefree. They always make me laugh. I'd not know why Niall has no girlfriend, he's so sweet and funny. I'm excited to meet Eleanor, Louis' girlfriend, she'll come in two days.

We finally arrived at the club, the loud music bumping in the streets. I felt good, like an old feeling I used to have. The boys and I made our way to a VIP set where Harry, and Zayn were drinking only Liam wasn't.

"Why aren't you drinking?" I asked in his ear because the music was too loud to talk.

"I'm driving"

"Bummer" I giggled.

Niall came with a few drinks and handed me one. I shook my head to tell him that I won't drink but he insisted. I faked taking a sip but he didn't notice I was faking it but the taste of alcohol my lips was so good. I couldn't handle it and took a real sip letting the rough taste enter in my throat.

I quickly gulped my drink and asked for another one. Fuck. I don't know how to stop, the boys were already drunk. I decide to go dancing and stay away from my drink. A guy came behind me and I started grinding on him, his hands were rough on my body gripping my hips. It felt good but not enough.
Something was missing.

The guy went away for a while but I kept dancing I didn't care about anything I didn't even know where the boys were. The guy who was dancing with me came back with a glass of a cocktail, I could tell there was something in it. A white powder was dancing in the drink. I looked at him, he was smirking. He looked hot as fuck.

I can't. I can't do that. Not anymore. I changed. I took a glance at my drink and felt thirsty as hell, like I never drank, and drank the cocktail. The white powder was burning my throat. I knew what it was. I knew that feeling way too much but i kept dancing. The loud music was bumping in my ears. This feeling, I loved it. It's freedom.

The stranger didn't try anything on me, he kissed my neck softly and whispered:

"Bye, Delia"

My eyes widened and he wasn't there anymore, he disappeared, like nothing had ever happened. I felt dizzy, everything around me was cool. Nothing mattered anymore.

I kept dancing until I was out of breath, some one came behind me, I knew his smell. I turned around and saw Niall wasted. I smirked and started grinding on him not aware of my actions. His hands travelled my body, his hot breath on my neck. Everything was such a turn on.

"Fuck Delia I want you" he moaned in my ear.

"You can have me if you want to" I whispered.

His lips fell on mine, the kiss was heated full of lust. We kept making out on the dance floor, he took my hand and took me out of the club. I almost couldn't stand even though I was in my converse. Only a car was left, I don't know where the other was but I didn't care everything was blurry. I entered in the car with Niall and that all I remember.

*Next morning*

Liam's POV

Thank god Niall was here to take care of Delia, I had to come back home because Zayn was wasted and tried to kiss another girl. He's stupid. I told Niall to keep an eye on her, I lost her when she went dancing. I was worried but I know she's safe now.

Delia's POV

I woke up when I heard a loud groan next to me, I almost jumped when I realized that I was in someone else's room, but I couldn't because of that stupid hangover. I turned around and saw Niall, I sighed in relief. I then realized that I was naked, in bed with Niall and almost screamed. I quickly got and almost threw up. I put my panties and bra back on.

I looked at Niall, his eyes were open now.

"Please tell me we didn't" I asked already knowing the answer but praying I was wrong.

"Fuck, I'm sorry, it wasn't supposed to happen" he mumbled slapping his hand on his forehead.

"Shit" I breathed while putting my dress on.

"Look we're not gonna tell the boys and act like nothing ever happened okay?" I said.

"But it did happen"

"Nope nothing happened, you brought me back home and that's it" I cut him off.

I felt bad when I saw his eyes turning sad and disappointed, I feel like a bitch.

"Niall" I said sitting next to him "I don't want them to know because they'll think I'm a whore"

"But you're not" he said giving me hug.

I sighed and kissed him on the cheek before exiting quietly the room. I could see from here Liam on the couch. I quickly and discreetly made my way to my room without being noticed. When I arrived in my room I sighed in joy before running to the toilet and throwing up everything I had in my stomach. Stupid hangover.

Notes

Sorry I haven't been updating lately but I'll try to do it more often.

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Who was the stranger Delia danced with?
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