A Hint of Spice

Chapter 11

I sat on the left end of the couch, Niall's head in my lap. He was laying across the couch asleep. My right hand played with his hair, my left gripping the remote. I changed the channel from ESPN to Die Hard 2. I went to stand but Niall's hand gripped my thigh. I giggled and softly shook him awake. He opened his eyes slowly.

"What is it love?" He asked half asleep. He looked so sexy! His blue eyes were a bit blurry from the nap, his light blue polo shirt had a navy button up long sleeved vest over it. He wore blue jeans and his white high tops lay on the floor. I kissed his cheek and rubbed it with my thumb. He blinked several times before smiling at me. I must have been smiling like an idiot because he soon started laughing.

"Are you hungry? Thirsty? Can I get you anything?"

He rolled his head to the side a side towards the tv and closed his eyes again. "You can get me my clothes back." He murmured.

I laughed. I hadn't remembered that I had worn his shirt and jeans home. I stole his car too. He must've walked all the way here. I don't think he's gonna be doing that again. My hand traced down his abs and slowly to his hips. My hands slipped inside his jeans above his boxers, but before I could do anything his hand gripped my wrist and pulled my hand away. He set my hand on his stomach and closed his eyes again. I glared and tried again, but like last time he move my hand.

I sighed and stood making him flop to the couch. "What's wrong love?"

"You!! I want to but you don't." I snapped walking to my kitchen.

He sat up and walked after me. He twirled me around and kissed me. "I don't want to hurt you. You have a broken leg and you... You're.."

"What? Bruised!" I shoved away from him walking past him and up the stairs to my bedroom.

I heard him slowly open my door. "I don't want to hurt you-"

"I don't want to hurt you. I don't want to hurt you. I don't want to fucking hurt you!! I'm tired of hearing that!!" I screamed.

He looked a bit taken aback. "He beat you. I won't- can't let myself do that. I love you too much." His voice died away at the end.

I looked at him. "What was that? At the end.."

"I-I-I love you."

I grinned and walked to him pressing my lips to his. I jumped, his hands gripping my thighs as to not drop me. My arms wrapped around his neck and held me close.

Our lips interlocked with each other. He was a monster. A sweet, protective, loving monster hidden by shame and neglect. He leaned against the wall as we kissed, his tongue slowly slipping into my mouth. I sucked on it, my tongue running over his.

After our snogging for a little while I pulled away to catch my breath. We were both smiling from ear to ear. He set me down reluctantly and grabbed my hands in his. He led me to the living room downstairs where he slipped a movie into the DVD player. He sat down pulling me into his lap. I fell back against the arm rest. I leaned against the arm rest, my legs on his lap. I wore my short shorts as he ran circles over my calves. I watched the screen like him as the movie came on. What had he put in?

**

I felt his hand on my back and his arm under my knees. I opened my eyes to watch him carry me bridal style up to my room. He set me on the bed, kissed me good night, and walk to my bathroom. I giggled as he started the shower.

**

The sunlight poured through my window nudging my eyes open. I blinked several times taking in the scenery. I was laying on my right side towards the wall. Niall's left arm held my waist protectively, his face pressed into the pillow next to mine. He was sound asleep. Probably stayed awake all night for some reason. I gripped his wrist trying to remove his arm. Him being a rock was boneless. I carefully stuck a pillow under his arm. I watched as he gripped it and pulled it closer to him. I laughed quietly as he kissed it and murmured something. I made my way quickly and quietly downstairs to start breakfast.