I had never been to many parties before so I didn't really know what to expect to be quite honest. I went to like three before and I didn't really enjoy any of them to be honest. I was bored and alone.

I hope Niall doesn't leave me. I don't even want to go but I had no choice.

"What's this party for anyways?" I asked Niall.

"I d'know I'm only going for the beer." He said. It was only us in the car and I wanted to break the awkward tension between us but I never know how to do it. Like what do you say to him that he'll keep talking?

"I'm not gonna have to carry you home, am I?" I asked him, smiling. He didn't return the smile.

"No because management set a limit on our drinks so it makes it impossible for me to get piss drunk that I can't walk, I'll just be a little tipsy. Apparantly it's bad for my image if I am drunk." He shrugged.

"Not very fair, is it?" I asked him but he just shrugged.

"Well, I don't wanna go on twitter tomorrow and see pictures of me piss drunk to be honest." He said.

"You never followed me yet." I pointed put, not that I wanted him to follow me anyways.

"Fine, I'll do it now." He said, pulling out his phone.

"No don't, I don't want you to." I said.

"I have to though, Michael is making me." He responded.

"Well, just don't do it tonight."

"What's your second name?" He asked me. "Did you say Jean before?"

"No Johnson." I said and I watched him type on his phone. A few seconds later he tilted his phone to face me.

"This is?" He asked me and I felt a blush creep up my cheeks as I seen his looking at my profile. I nodded and bit my lip, cringing at the icon I have. It's an old photo, I don't really take many photo's and I never take selfies so my choices were very slim. The photo was or Joanna and I when we were at a wedding last year I think. "This your little sister?" Niall asked me, tapping the icon.

"Yeah, that's Joanna." I replied.

"She's cute." He smiled. "You're gonna have to start tweeting you know." He said when he seen I had no tweets. I used to have some but I deleted them all because they were cringy.

"Don't follow me now then, wait until I tweet." I said. He just rolled his eyes and put his phone away.

"You're a weirdo, I hope you know that." He said as we arrived at the pub. I got out of the car, trying to follow him but he was walking quicker and I was in heels so I got left behind a little but Louis and Liam had landed then so they walked with me.

Niall waited for me at the door though and we walked into the loud room. There was music blaring and the crowd was loud. I already wanted to go home. There was too many people for my likings. But lucky for me we were lead to a VIP area. It was a small room out the back and it had it's own bar and seats and dance floor. There was a few other people there but not near as many as there was in the other room. I sat down in with of the booths with the boys while Niall went to the bar to get drinks for us.

He came back and handed us our drinks and took a seat next to me.

To be quite honest I didn't really enjoy the evening because all the boys were talking to people they know and I was just awkwardly sitting at a table with my phone on my own. The room was full with loads of 'famous people' but I didn't know them. It was a bit crowded for my likings but I tried not to think of that.

My phone started ringing and I seen it was Noah but I wasn't able to answer because I wouldn't of been able to hear him. I felt kinda bad but hey, what can you do?

I actually didn't see Niall at all until like one. He came back to the table and he was definitely drunk. I think he went over the limit for his drinks.

"Don't you wanna dance, you're looking all lonely." He slurred to me, swaying above me.

"No, just wanna go." I sighed.

"Don't be such a stick in the mud come on and dance, look everyone else is." Niall said, gesturing to everyone else on the dance floor. I could see Harry's hair swaying about.

"I don't know how to dance." I admitted.

"Neither do I but it's fun, now get your ass out here and be my girlfriend." He said and grabbed my forearm pulling me to a stance. He pulled me out to the dance floor and I actually allowed him. At least there wasn't people trying to touch us like there is when there's crowds of fans.

He held my hands and started moving to the music with me. His face held a sloppy smile and it felt nice that he was being nice to me for a change. I smiled back at him and he giggled and pulled me closer to him so his chest was brushing off mine. It sent shivers down my spine when he latched his arm around my back.

He stank of beer but I complied anyways because I kinda liked the feeling of his hands on the smalls of my back.

"Y'know you can touch me." Niall said making me blush. It was then I realized they were just hanging lazily by my sides. I felt a little embarrassed and as though everyone was watching me, but in reality everyone was probably too drunk to notice.

"Where am I meant to put them?" I asked him, not making eye contact. I heard him chuckle lightly.

"Around me anywhere." He chuckled. I awkwardly moved them up so I had them around his back. I didn't really know what to do. I knew my face was bright red even with al the makeup Lou had put on me. I avoided eye contact with Niall.

The funny thing was we weren't even in time to the music he was just dancing about like a numpty.

"Why won't you look at me?" Niall asked me and I looked up to see he was staring directly at me. I just shrugged slightly and looked down again. "Jenny, I may be drunk but.. but.. but I forgot what I was going to say.." He trailed off. I had to stifle a giggle. Even I had a few drinks but I wasn't even tipsy.

"Jenny! Niall!" We heard being shouted and our heads snapped to the source of the voice. It was Liam. "Smile." He said, holding his phone up to us. I smiled and he snapped the picture. I don't know why he wanted this but whatever.

Niall stumbled a bit on his feet, tripping over mine but he didn't fall. He laughed a little and put his arms which had left my back around me again. "We should probably go before I make a fool of myself." Niall laughed.

"You've already done that with your terrible dancing." I teased and he shot me a glare. He took out his phone before we went and called over Liam, Louis and Harry.

"Picture for instagram, make a funny face." He said and held the phone up. Everyone crowded around Niall and I and he stuck his tongue out pulling a funny face. I stuck my tongue out too and everyone else seemed to copy him as well. "We're leaving now, are you guys?" Niall asked the boys. They all shook their heads and Niall shrugged. When Niall and I got into the car he showed me his phone with the picture he took and the caption said 'bunch of Miley's we are !'

I had to laugh. Then I seen all the comments were things like 'Jenny!!!!' 'There's Jenny!!!'

"And look what Liam posted." Niall said and showed me a picture on twitter, which happened to be the one he took of us. But the funny thing I noticed was that I was smiling at the camera but Niall was smiling directly at me. He's a good actor. The caption of this one said. 'Look at the cuties :*'

"Aren't we cute." I giggled as he took his phone away again. "Are we staying in the hotel tonight again?" I asked Niall.

"Yeah. we still have one more show here tomorrow night and we'll be leaving after that to go wherever else we have to go." Niall told me.

I like the way he is actually talking to me today. It makes me happy. I bet it's just because he's drunk but I don't care because I kinda love it. "The fans are gonna be going crazy tonight." Niall said, drawing out the word crazy.

"Do you like messing with their feelings?" I asked him.

"Nah, it's just fun to see them freaking out." He giggled as we got out of the car and walked into the hotel. We got in the elevator seeing as Niall probably would end up tripping on the stairs. When we got into our room it was then I realized I still didn't have pyjama's.

"Niall." I said and he looked over at me. "Still got no pyjama's." I sighed.

"Here." He said, pulling off his jacket then he attempted to pull his t-shirt over his head but he got a little stuck. "Help." He said and I had to giggle. I walked over to him and helped him get his shirt.off. I had to literally force myself not to stare at his torso because fuck. "There's your pyjama's for tonight." He said to me.

"Thank you." I smiled. I went into the bathroom to put the top on but I got a little flustered when I couldn't get the zip down and started to panic. I couldn't reach and I didn't want to ask Niall, but after a lot of trying anf failing I knew I had no choice but to ask him. "Niall." I shouted.

"What?" He yelled back.

"Come here." I said and a few seconds later he was opening the door.

"What?" He asked me.

"Can you um, help me with my zipper I can't get it down." I said, blushing.

"Yeah sure, turn around." He said and I turned my back against him. I felt his skin on mine making me shiver slightly. He pulled the zip down and I could feel his hands trembling on my skin as he did it. Once it was down the whole way it was slipping down my body but I kept a tight grip on it.

"There you go." Niall said awkwardly ending his sentence with a cough.

"Thank you." I softly replied, not daring to turn to face him. He left the bathroom, closing the door after him and I took the dress off and put on his t-shirt. again. I just love the way it smells of him, it really calms me to be honest.

I walked back into the room to find he was lying in his bed. I turned off the light so the room was juust lit by the lamp. I got into my bed and I seen Niall was looking over at me. "What?" I asked him and he looked away.

"Nothing." He mumbled. I took out my phone and checked twitter to see what was rising. I looked up Niall and Jenny and the two pictures of us came up but the most used one was the one Liam had put up.

'They are totally going out look at how Niall is smiling and holding her.'

'They look kinda cute together idk.'

'I hate them.'

'Jenny and Niall, it just doesn't sound right.'

'Niall and Jenny look cute to be honest.'

'I ship them.' Ship them where?

"Are you reading through tweets?" Niall asked me.

"Yeah, what does shipping mean?" I asked him.

"Um when you think two people are meant for each other you like ship them." Niall replied.

"Oh, that's weird." I said, putting my phone on my bedside table.

"Can I ask you something?" Niall asked me, looking over at me.

"Yeah." I said.

"Last night, when you had that nightmare, what was it about?" He questioned. My heart started beating faster because what was I going to tell him? I can't tell him, I can't.

"I um, I can't remember." I stuttered.

"Yes you can, I know so." He said sitting up in his bed.

"Well, I don't wanna talk about it." I replied.

"Will yiou be okay on your own tonight?" He asked me.

"What do you mean?" I asked him.

"Like I know what it's like and I used to have nightmares as a kid and I only wouldn't have them if I was in a bed with someone." He told me.

"Oh, well I don't know." I said.

"Do you always have night mares?" He asked me and I shook my head.

"I used to but they didn't come back until last night." I sighed.

"Alright but if you want me at all during the night I am here, okay?" He said to me. "I know how scary it can be." He sighed and lay down in his bed.

"Night." I said.

"Night." He replied.

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"Jenny, Jenny." I heard Niall's voice. It happened again. I had the nightmare again. I sat up in the bed and I just started to cry. I don't know why this is happening to me, I mean, I haven't had these nightmares for ages.

I was out of breath and, my body was shaking and I felt all sweaty. I just cried into my shaking hands. Niall left me and went to the bathroom and came back a few minutes later with a towel and a glass of water. "Calm down, you're okay." He softly said and handed me the water. I downed the glass I left it on the bedside table. I was still shaking terribly.

"I just wanna go home." I cried as he sat down on the bed beside me. He started drying my body with the towel.

"Don't cry, everything is gonna be okay, alright?" He asked me. He went to lift his t-shirt but he looked up at me as if asking for permission.

"I-"

"I promise I'll be a gentleman." He said and lifted it slightly so he could dry my stomach and chest. I couldn't stop crying though. I was blushing too because my panties were on show and it just made me cry harder. After he dried my back he put the t-shirt back down and brought me into his arms.

"Don't get yourself worked up, I promise it's all okay." He whispered to me.

"I miss home, I just wanna go home." I hiccuped. He hugged me tight and ran his hand up and down my back until I had calmed down.

"See, you're okay." He said when I had finished crying. He ran his hands through my messy hair.

"Thank you." I quietly said.

"Don't cry, okay? Do you want me to stay with you?" He asked me. I just nodded shyly ad moved over for him. He got in next to me and brought me into his chest. I felt instantly relaxed when he did this and I sighed a little. "If you wanna talk ever I am here alright." He whispered.

Most of the time he is a pure dickhead to me then there are moments like these where I just wish time could stop and I could stay like this with him forever, but sadly, the world is a cruel place and doesn't work like that.

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