Just Friends

Part 15

Niall took you to a seaside area where you can smell the saltiness of the water and hear the sounds of the clashing waves. Even though the moment seems perfect as it is, you can't help but be scared about what Michael said... that Niall just wanted to get laid. But if that was the case, you're sure Niall wouldn't take all the trouble for the past month. He made strawberry chocolates, helped you in some classes, and just now, spent for pizza and beer. "What are you thinking about?" He quietly says, interrupting your thoughts. "Hmm... You wanna know?" Niall nods, his bright eyes gleaming against the moonlight. "I'm thinking about this." You raised your intertwined hands. "And why... because you're cool and I'm average. Plus you just met me at a frat party-worst place to meet, I swear. And I don't know why you stalked me for the first few days we've met. I just... This can't be real, Niall. I'm sure you at least want something in return." When you look up at him, you see him wearing that cocky grin again. He stops in his tracks and faces you, tilting your chin upwards as he slowly leans in. You close your eyes as your lips met his. There wasn't any place you'd rather be in except here. Because he kisses you so good that you felt like you're in cloud nine. You slung your arms against his neck and tiptoed, deepening the kiss. "Let's go back, love." Niall broke away, and you feel slightly embarrassed for wanting more. "Um, yes. Sure." As you got back, Niall waited until you entered your room. But before you entered, you turn around and leave him a quick peck on the cheek. He smiles and squeezes your hand before you got inside. You turn on the lights and saw Michael on the bed, piss drunk and asleep. Shrugging, you quickly lifted him off his shirt to change him into one of his fresh clothes. When the shirt was completely off, you let out a small gasp as you stare at his chest, mortified. There were hickeys all over. You quickly grab him a singlet and put it on him. You saw his eye crack open and then close again before you fall on your bed, unable to process what you just saw.