This City [n.h]

10. cross your mind

A/N: the picture of Niall above is what he is wearing when they go out, I forgot to include it during the part, sorry!

Isobel's P.O.V.

I woke up to the feeling of the left side of my neck being kissed by a pair of lips. I moaned a bit when the person started kissing more aggressively. I opened my eyes, looking at the person who decided to attack my neck. 

Niall pulls away from my neck, giving me a peck on the lips. "Hi." He says cheekily. 

I blushed and cover my mouth, "Hi." 

"Why are you covering your mouth, ya weirdo?" He asks, grabbing my wrist trying to pull my hand away from my mouth.

I shook my head and jumped out of bed before he could succeed in pulling my hand away from my mouth. "I have really bad morning breath, let me go brush my teeth!" I practically ran to the bathroom, quickly closing the door behind me. I will literally be so embarrassed if he got a whiff of my morning breath a few minutes ago. I never had told anyone my morning breath is bad, but I feel like brushing my teeth right now is mandatory before he comes anywhere close to my mouth. 

After brushing my teeth and rinsing my mouth with Listerine, I walked out to find Niall still in bed with his arm behind his head. Somehow this man also lost his shirt in the middle of the night. I glanced at the clock and it read 11:17 a.m. 

"No plans for today, Mr. Horan?" I asked, seeing his shirt on the floor and picking it up.

"Nope, I'm all yours for today baby." He winks at me causing me to roll my eyes and throwing his shirt at his face. 

"That's great." I say sarcastically, but really I am happy to spend more time with him. I always am happy to. 

"I know you're excited you get to spend all day with me, the sexiest man in your life." He says cockily, getting out of bed. 

I scoffed, "I beg to differ." 

I grab the blanket off the bed and start folding it. I feel Niall's presence behind me and I'm trying so hard to control my breathing because nothing good happens when he comes behind me like this. He grabs my hips roughly, pulling me towards him my back hitting his chest. I dropped the blanket on the floor from him pulling me so roughly. 

He whispers in my ear, "You got another sexy man in your life?" 

I shake my head, trying to pry his hands off my hips. His hands are literally glued to my hips. 

"Niall.." I whined out, still trying to escape his grip. 

"Yes, darling?" He whispers, grazing his nose against my neck. 

I shivered from the small contact, "Let me go...p-please." I squeaked out, giving up on trying to get him off me. 

He hums and kisses below my ear making me let out a small gasp. "Your smart remarks, like the one you made earlier, truly wound me up darling."

I rolled my eyes, "Says the man with the biggest ego I know."

Then I feel a small pinch on my right hip making me jump a little. "Ow! Niall, fuck off." I say, turning around and hitting his chest. 

He chuckles, giving me a quick peck to my lips. "You are one of a kind." He says, cupping my cheek. 

I wrap my arms around his neck, "Thanks, the sexiest man in my life thinks so too." I tilt my head a bit, giving a cheeky smile. 

He leans down, kissing me hard on the lips as if telling me to stop teasing him. I smile through our kiss, pulling him more closer to me. 

He pulls away after awhile, "You are driving me crazy." He breathes out.