PDS (Book 2)

Chapter 69 - I'm to Perverted and Can't Come Up With a Chapter Name...

(Syd’s P.O.V.)

I sat down on the couch bouncing my leg. I was waiting impatiently for Niall to get home.  The boys had a week long break because it had been 3 months since they left and I guess they’re getting a break every three months or something like that. 

I turned on the tv to try and get my mind off of things. Television in the UK was a lot different from television back home. Different shows and and channels and things like that. 

I stopped on an old interview they were showing of PDS. 

“Aww we look so cute!” It was from like 4 years ago when we were promoing our first album. I thought about that album and the first tour. Then I thought about where we are now. It really was quite a remarkable story. 

My thoughts were interrupted by the door opening. I jumped over the back of the couch and ran over to the door. 

“Didn’t know you were so excited to see me.” Kalyn said.

“What are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be at home waiting for Zayn?”

“I got bored of waiting, so I thought I’d come here.”

“Well, he’s gonna worry when you’re not home!” I said. she pondered this for moment. 

“.......That’s a good point.....I should go....”

“Yeah you should!” 

“Geez what’s got you all up in bind?”

“I got engaged and then left for a month......I have sexual needs.” 

“oh....oooh......OH!”

“Leave. Now.” I said opening the door and pushing her out. 

“Call me laterrrrrrr.”

“Yeah yeah yeah.” I shut the door and then went to the kitchen for a snack. I was looking through the cabinets when I felt two arms wrap around me. I jumped a bit, being startled by the sudden embrace, but relaxed when I realized who it was. 

“You’re home.” I smiled. 

“mmhhmm” Niall said. 

“Did you have a nice flight?”

“mmhhmm” I looked back and he was just smiling away. 

“What are you smiling about?”

“Oh nothing.” he said.

“Alrighty then.....how are the boys?” I walked to the other end of the counter.

“They’re good.” 

“You’re not saying much today.” he walked over to me.

“That’s because I’m using every ounce of my being to restrain myself from kissing you.” I took a step closer to him. 

“Well why don’t you just kiss me?” 

“Maybe I will.” he said taking a step closer. 

“Ok then.” We were inches apart. We stood there for about two seconds in silence, and then he wrapped an arm around me and pulled me into him our lips smashing into each other, it automatically going in to a make out session. He lifted me up and set me on the counter, our lips never parting.  

I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling me closer to him. 

He grabbed the top of my jeans as I unbuttoned the buttons to my grey sweater, leaving me in my PINK undies and white tank top with a bra built in.