One Direction Preferences (Interracial-Bwwm)

Trouble //All Boys//

(Requested by EndiaBrowne)

Niall:
"Right...I should've known you were bad news...From the bad boy demeanor and the tattoos..Cause most guys only want one thing...But I'm undecided, tryna figure out if that's you....Either way though, I think you're worth a test drive...Cause (ooh) you're so much better than the next guy.....And a little trouble only makes for a good time...So all the normal red flags be a good sign..."

You walk into your college class a few minutes late. The professor didn't even notice you because he was so into his lecture. You quickly found an empty seat next to a kid with his head down on the desk. When you sat down, the kid lifted his head, staring at you.
"Why are you sitting here?" He asked you. The first thing you noticed were the bright blue color of his eyes. They were enticing. The next thing you noticed was his accent. Clearly he wasn't born in this country. He had what you classified as an Irish accent.
"This was the only available seat." You shrug pulling out your laptop. The boy raises a brow looking around the class.
"I see over five empty seats." He pushes the sleeves of his sweater up. You glance at the ink that covered his arms.
"Nice tattoos," You mumble, turning on your laptop. He ignores you and goes back to his nap or whatever it was he was doing. Sometime during the lecture you found out his name was Niall Horan. He was a senior at this university. When the lecture was over, you began to gather your things. Niall stood up stretching. You watched him for a bit before he walked out of the classroom. You stood up with a sigh, pushing in your seat. You went to walk out, but on the floor, under Niall's seat was his wallet. You picked it up and walked out the class. You looked around, but he was no where in sight. You shoved the wallet into your purse and made your way through the campus. Feeling your stomach start to growl you decided to stop at the student cafe. Upon entering you caught a glimpse of dyed blonde hair. After further expecting the person, you realized it was Niall.
You walked up to him, tapping his shoulder gentle. He stopped talking to his friends to turn to you.
"Stalking me?" He asks amused. You reach into your purse.
"Don't be too full of yourself. You dropped this." You placed the wallet on the table. He picks it up. "Well...?"
He looks from the wallet to you. "Listen, that's nice of you to return this, but don't expect a kind gesture from me. Stay away from me. I'm trouble."