Our Life Chapter One

Chapter One:

"Perfect." My best friend Heather said as she placed a small tiara on my head. "Now you look like a princess."
"But I'm not a princess I'm just celebrating my 18 birthday." I wasn't feeling that confident and it had something to do with the fact that me and Heather are in a whole new country. We flew together all the way to Ireland for my 18 birthday.
"Which is all the more reason to look like a princess." Heather told me. "You look awesome in that little black dress."
I looked at myself in the mirror. I made the mistake of letting Heather choose my outfit and of course she picks out the only 4 inch heels I own which happen to be black stillettos that I bought on a whim when I was 16, along with a short tight black dress from her closet and thankfully she's taller than me which makes the dress slightly longer on me.
"Why I made the mistake of letting you pick out my outfit I'll never know." I sighed, and sat down on the and kicked off my shoes.
"Don't forget you said I could do your makeup too." Heather told me with a huge grin on her face.
"No you beggged to and I caved in and said yes." I reminded her.
"Chantal, you are single, in Ireland and about to celebrate your eighteenth birthday at a nightclub. Live a little!" She said as she pulled down the neckline of my dress a little so you could a tiny bit of cleavage.
"Okay your right, maybe I'll even meet a hot guy." I was beginning to get pumped. "Work your magic and make me look hot but I'm limiting you to eyes only."
"What! That's not fair." Heather protested.
"Thats all I normally wear and you may have gotten me to change my entire style but that's it I am not changing what my face looks like." I was not bending and I hoped she could tell.
"Fine." She said, she wasn't happy about it but I was getting my way this time. "Your eyes are gonna be the hottest eyes any guy has ever seen." With that she went to work on my eyes.
I swear she spent a good half an hour making sure my eyes were perfect, but I gotta give her credit my eyes looked hot. "I love it, my eyes look awesome Heather."
"See Chantal, what did I tell you, come on let's go." Heather said and put on her heels and urged me to do the same as she stood waiting by the door.
I just hoped I was able to walk in those heels. I pulled them on and walked to the door, I was surprised to find that walking wasn't as hard as I thought I was gonna be but I was still glad that the club we were going to was just around the corner from our hotel. Heather opened the door and we left our hotel room.
I was pumped I couldn't wait to get to the nightclub. The hotel was only two stories so we took the stairs down, and exited through the lobby. We walked to the club which was just around the corner and down the street a little. When we got to the nightclub Heather talked to the bouncer and told him it was my birthday and we got to skip the line and got straight in. But he still needed to card us to male sure we were 18. We showed him our driver's license's, he wished me a Happy Birthday AMD we headed inside.
"Chantal wanna go get a drink?" Heather yelled to be heard over the music.
"Sure." I yelled back, I was kinda nervous though I wasn't sure what I liked.
We headed over to the bar. On the way there Heather was scoping out guys and I was trying to figure out what to order.
We got to the bar and Heather ordered a pina colada.
I still had no clue what to get and Heather had been asked to dance so I was alone at the bar with no clue what to order when I heard someone beside me say in a hot Irish accent. "Can I get a margarita for the lady please?"
I looked over and saw a hot blonde Irish guy who looked about my age.
"Hi I'm Niall." He said and I could swear that the name and face were so familiar bit I couldn't put my finger on it.
"I'm Chantal." I said and gave him a smile.
My drink showed up and I thanked the bartender then looked at Niall and said "Thank you, but you didn't have to do that." I could hear the smile in my voice.
"I know but I wanted to." He said taking a sip of his beer. "Do you wanna go outside to talk so we won't have to yell over the music?" Niall asked.
"Umm, sure." I replied and took a sip of my margarita, it was good.
Niall payed for our drinks even after I told him he didn't have to pay for mine. He took my hand and my heart fluttered. We picked up our drinks with our free hand and walked to the door.
"Mr.Horan your not supposed to bring the margarita glasses outside of the club." The bouncer said when he stopped us at the door.
"Don't worry Ted we're coming back, and I told you call me Niall."
"Okay." The bouncer still seemed hesitant but he let us outside.
Me and Niall walked outside and sat down on the steps of a building that was closed next door to the club.
I looked down as I was laying down my drink and realized that Niall was still holding my hand and my heart fluttered again.
"So Chantal, where are you from? I'm guessing US or Canada." Niall asked.
"Canada." I said with a smile.
"Oh, lovely place." Niall said genuinely.
"You've been?" I asked.
"Yeah, I went there in tour." Niall smiled at me.
"You went on tour?"
"Yeah..." Niall blushed. "I'm in a band."
"What band?" Now I was intrigued.
"Um....One Direction..." Niall said but he sounded like he was scared of how I might react.
"I knew, I knew you from somewhere! You're a great singer, I love your music." I knew I wasn't crazy, I knew I knew him from somewhere.
"Really?" He asked, he sounded surprised.
"Yeah." I nodded enthusiastically. "Why do sound surprised?"
"It's just, that's not the reaction I usually get." He said.
"What were you expecting?" I asked.
"I normally get screams and hugs and asked for pictures and sometimes autographs." He said he sounded slightly scared I might do just that.
I chuckled. "Don't worry, I won't do that." I said. "Unless you want me to." I joked.
"No." He laughed. "Although..."
"What?" I asked.
"I wouldn't mind a hug." He said and my stomach got butterflies.
"A hug? I think I can do that." I said.
He let go of my hand and hugged me and I hugged him back, and my heart did flips.
We ended the hug after about a minute and he took me hand again. My heart was beating so loudly I swear he could hear it, but if he could he didn't say anything.
We talked for a couple hours then Niall asked "Do you wanna go back inside?"
"Sure." I replied.
We picked up our drink glasses and headed back inside, all the while Niall never let go of my hand.
Me and Niall brought our glasses back to the bar and a slow song came on. "Do you wanna dance?" Niall asked.
I smiled and said "Yes."
Niall led me over to the dance floor. I put my arms around his neck, he put his hands on my waist and we did the sway kind of slow dance.
"I love your eyes." I told Niall as I looked into his beautiful blue eyes.
He blushed and said "Thank you. I love yours too, and I like how you don't wear a lot if makeup, your beautiful without it."
Then it was my turn to blush. "Thanks." I said with a huge smile on my face he pulled me a tiny bit closer and I took a step forward and closed the distance between us. I rested my head on his shoulder and tightened my arms around his neck.
"Chantal..." Niall said.
I looked up into his eyes. "Yeah Niall?" I asked.
"I know that we just met but I really like you and I wanted to know. Will you go out with me?" He asked nervously.
"Yes!" I said with a huge smile.
Niall had a huge smile and I reached up onto my tippy toes and kissed him. When I went back down of my tippy toes we were both still smiling. I reasted my head on his shoulder again and we danced for the rest of the song.
The slow song ended and we went over to the bar to have a seat. We sat down at the bar and I looked around the club and realized I haven't seen Heather all night.
"Niall have you seen Heather?" I asked.
"Who?" He responded.
"You remember the girl I came over to the bar with the first time?" I asked. He nodded. "That's my best friend Heather, she's who convinced me to come to Ireland with her for my eighteenth birthday, and I haven't seen her since she left the bar to go dance with someone." I said, I was kinda worried.
"While then I guess I owe my happiness tonight to Heather." Niall said.
"Why is that?" I asked.
"Because without her you wouldn't be in Ireland right now which means I wouldn't have met you." Niall replied.
I smiled and leaned over and gave Niall a quick kiss.
"Why don't you call Heather?" Niall suggested.
"Yes, thank you!" Gave Niall a hug, then I took my cell phone out of my clutch and called Heather.
"Hello?" Heather answered.
"Heather thank god you picked up." I said looking at Niall.
"Hey Chantal." Heather said.
"Ask her where she is." Niall prompted me.
"Heather, where are you?" I asked.
"Im in the club, why where are you?" She asked.
"I'm in the club. I'm over at the bar." I told her. "She's here." I whispered to Niall.
"Oh, I see you don't move I'll come to you." Heather said and with that she hung up.
I put my phone back into my purse and looked up at Niall. "She's on her way over here."
"That's good I'm glad she was still here." He said.
"Why is that?" I asked and leaned closer to him.
"There's a lot of blokes out there that aren't very good."
"Are you one of those guys?" I asked teasingly
"Nah, sorry to tell you but I'm one of the good guys."
"Oh, really?" I teased.
"Yep." He said and closed the distance between us with a passionate kiss that I returned, and that was what Heather found us like.
"I hope I'm not interupting anything." Heather said when she found us.
I pulled away and looked up at Heather. "No." I replied and blushed as Niall took my hand.
"Heather what time is it?" I asked.
Heather looked at her phone. "Almost three." She told me. "We should probably head back to the hotel.
I sighed "I guess so." I looked at Niall. "Do you wanna walk back to our hotel with us?" I asked.
"Sure." Niall answered. He looked at Heather and extended his hand "I'm Niall." He said.
"Heather." She responed and shook his hand. "I know you from somewhere....You're I'm that band... One Direction right?"
"Yep." Niall said he sounded like he was afraid she might make a big deal out of it.
"Cool." Heather responded.
Niall breathed a sigh of relif, let go of my hand and stood up. He turned towards me "So are we heading back to your hotel?" He asked.
"I guess." I said and stood up. I walked over and stood next to Niall and Heather, Niall took my hand again and my heart still did a little flip. We exited the club and headed back to the hotel, talking the whole way.
When we got back to the hotel Niall walked up the stairs to our room with us. Once we reached our room Heather unlocked the door with her key card and went in leaving me and Niall alone.
"I just realized I don't have your number." Niall said.
"Yeah, same." I said.
"Here let me see your phone I'll put in my number."
"Yeah let me see yours I'll do the same." I took my phone out of my clutch and pulled up a new contact for him to put his name and number under. I handed him my phone.
He handed me his phone and he had done the same. I typed my name and number into the new contact and handed Niall back his phone and he handed me back mine. I looked it and tapped edit contact. Niall asked me what I was doing I said "You'll see." As I typed in a heart next to his name, and put Nialler under nickname.
I showed him the new contact and he smiled and blushed. "Thanks."
"It's nothing."
He looked down at my contact in his phone. "It needs something." He started typing. He showed me the contact when he was finished and my name now had a heart next to it and under nickname it said "Princess".
"Aww, thanks."
"Now when the boys go through my phone they won't ask who you are they will know that you're my princess.
I blushed and leaned in and gave my Nialler a kiss. "Goodnight and thanks."
"Night, I'll text you." He said and we kissed one more time before I went into our hotel room.
I was expecting to find Heather asking for all the details but she must have been beat, because when I came into the hotel room she was asleep on top of her bed, still wearing the clothes she wore to the club the only thing that was different was that she wasn't wearing her heels.
I took off my makeup, brushed my teeth, and took off my tiara I wondered if that was why he called me his princess. I changed into my PJs and crawled into bed and was asleep by the time my head hit the pillow. All that I dreamt of was Niall.