Please Don't Go, Please Don't Leave Me ☮ z.m.

Chapter 5

Sabina's POV

I was in the same room with One Direction.

Correction: I was sitting in between Harry-EFFING-Styles and Louis-FREAKING-Tomlinson. While Liam and Niall looked at them like they should leave me alone... As if I wanted that!

I am more than comfortable in between these two gods.

Zayn and Scarlett were sitting in the love seat, chatting quietly. They really had no other option since Louis and Harry kept giving them a hard time. Not going to lie, It was kind of funny....

"So... what date?" Louis asked me out of the blue. I just stared at him completely clueless.

"Yeah love, which date?" Harry urged. Again I just stayed silent, not knowing what they were talking about.

"Babe, the date. For our wedding?" Harry explained.

As soon as I understood, I felt my cheeks heating up as I blushed and I know they both noticed because smiles spread on their faces.

I shook away the shyness and smiled back. "I'm free tomorrow" I replied boldly, which resulted on their smiles getting wider.

"That's the spirit! So which of the two of us are you going to marry?" Louis asked.

I thought about it a moment and shrugged. "Both" I said simply and they both laughed excitedly and high-fived each other.

"In your face Zayn! We are both getting married before you. Know why?" Louis asked.

Zayn just shook his head, not really into our conversation but not being able to avoid it.

"Why?" he played along, hesitantly.

"Because we're sexy and she knows it!" they both sang at the same time and got up and started fist pumping around the living room.

"Oh my God... please don't encourage them" Liam suggested hopeful, but I just shrugged.

It's not like I get to joke around with One Direction every day, I was going to enjoy this, no matter what!

"So... am I included in the marriage packet?" Niall asked.

When no one answered, I looked up at him --he was sitting on the couch in front of mine. That's when I realized that he had been talking to me.

"Oh, I'm sorry. You asked me?" I questioned stupidly.

He nodded, a smile tugging at the corner of his sexy mouth.

"I don't know, it depends... are you going to dance for me too?" I asked with a smug smile.

He gave me a devilish hot half smile and got up from the couch. Both Louis and Harry started grinning... apparently they knew what was coming next, even if I didn't.

He slowly walked towards me, standing a couple of inches away while I just waited for whatever was about to happen (I was still sitting and he was standing in front of me).

"C'mon Niall!" Zayn cheered and I stared at him. My look told him, "you've been  complaining about the guys not letting you alone, and now that they are paying attention to me and not you, now you want to join the fun?"

To this look he just winked and smiled at me.

Then Louis and Harry started singing "I'm sexy and I know it" and after a few moments Liam was pressured into beat-boxing.

That's when Niall smiled down at me and I noticed how his hips started swaying to the rhythm.

I felt my cheeks burning and I knew I looked like a fresh-picked tomato. But that didn't stop Niall, no, instead as the guys kept singing he started taking his shirt off while he danced provocatively in front of me. 

I was so embarrassed that I didn't know where to look at. 

If I looked at his body, I felt a shot of desire go through me, if I looked at his face I got lost on his beautiful blue eyes. 

It was too much for my poor fan-girl heart.

I decided it was better to just look at my hands until it was over, but I could not catch a break. Niall took both of my hands and made me stand up, now our bodies inches from each other as he started dancing to me.

I just stood there, motionless until his breath hit my ear when he whispered.

"Is this enough or do I have to take the rest of my clothes off?" he asked with a smile.

"What?" I asked, dazed from the whole scene.

"Is this dancing enough for me to be included in the whole marriage thing or do I take the rest of my clothes off?" he repeated with an arched eyebrow.

My breathing hitched and he stopped dancing, a worried look on his face.

"Are you okay?" he asked, his voice anxious. I couldn't hear the guys singing or Liam's beat-boxing anymore.

I was about to tell him that I was perfectly fine when I felt dizzy and my vision got clouded.

I think I may have hit the floor if two set of strong arms hadn't caught me in time, helping me regain my balance while his body was pressed against mine.

It was Niall.

"Love, can you hear me? What's wrong?" he asked desperately, and I wanted to answer but my lips weren't moving.

Then everything went black.