Paper Houses **N.H**

Chapter 15

Evelyn's POV-

"Can I come in?"

I looked up from where I sat on my bed, Niall poking his head in my room. He had put on a grey hoodie and had a navy blue one in his arms.

"Yeah of 'course" I smiled, patting the bed next to me. "Oh, lock the door, I don't want my sister barging in"

"Barging in on what?" his raised an eyebrow.

"That's not what I meant" I rolled my eyes.

Chuckling, he shut the door and twisted the lock, then tossed the navy blue hoodie at me as he walked over. I picked it up as he sunk down on the bed beside me.

"What is this?" I asked slowly.

"My hoodie. Don't girls like to where them?"

"Yeah, but..."

"But what?" he reached for the remote that was sitting on the bedside table.

"For me to keep?"

"Yeah?"

"Thank you.." my voice trailed off.

"No one's ever give you their hoodie before?"  he asked, sounding kind of shocked.

I shook my head, then brought it to my nose, inhaling the scent which smelled identical to him. "It smells good"

"With this hoodie, comes great responsibility" he looked at me seriously, but I could see the playfulness in his eyes. "You can't leave me as long as you have it"

"So we're official..." I thought out loud, but not meaning to.

He let out a quiet laugh and laid back, holding up the remote to turn on the tv. "What horror movie are we watching?"

"I don't know any, so you pick" I looked down at him.

"Can do" he begin to scroll.

While he searched for a movie, I smelled the navy blue fabric again, letting the smells travel up through my nostrils. It was crazy how it smelled the same way as his chest did when I had my face in it-that perfect blend of coffee, cologne, and fabric softener.

"You gonna put it on?" he wondered, staring at the choices Netflix was spilling out.

"Oh...yeah" I found the edges of the sweatshirt and pulled it over my head, letting the oversized fabric fall over my body.

He flicked his eyes over to me, a gentle smile on his face. "You look cute in it"

I raised an eyebrow.

Grinning, he held the back of my neck and pulled my face closer to him, giving me a short, gentle kiss, then pulled away, his eyes sparkling.

"Did you pick the movie?" I teased.

"Sorry, I got distracted" he hummed, looking back at the tv and clicking the Bride of Chucky. "I'm guessing you haven't seen this one"

"You took my horror movie virginity with Cadaver" I laid down beside him.

"Interesting choice of words" he tilted his head into mine, his soft hair brushing against the side of my face.

"Thought you'd like that"

The intro of the movie was playing, the volume at a fairly low volume, so we could hear it and also still talk.

"You know our dad's are going golfing" I said.

"I heard" he laughed. "They seem to have become good friends quickly."

"I agree. I'm happy for my dad. It's been a long time since he's had a friend"