8. "it's not like we're getting married,"

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It was the next morning and Niall was still fast asleep beside me. He had his lips barely touching my temple and his arms wrapped around my body protectively.

I didn't want to leave my bed but as much as I wanted to stay, I still knew that I had to get up and get ready. Niall's lucky he even has a rest day. I moan inaudibly and try to push Niall's limbs off me as gently as I could without waking him.

But I miserably fail as Niall half-consciously tightens his arms around me even more and snuggles his face in my neck.

"Niall..." I whisper, ruffling his hair a bit.

"Mm..." Niall mumbled with his eyes closed, his voice cracking a bit.

"I need to get ready. Get off me." I whine but he just groans and mumbles inaudble stuff.

"Please, Niall." I beg.

"Alright." He says huskily and lets go of me, I scramble to my feet and grab a towel so I can get ready to shower.

When I finish taking a shower and doing my morning routine, I walk inside my closet and pick an outfit for today.

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I walk to the bedroom and slip my knickers on before unwrapping my towel around me. I slip my dress on and I hear Niall shift through the bed.

"No bra?" He mumbles in his morning voice and I almost melt. I bite my lip and nod sheepishly, fixing the top so it sits just right on my chest. "Can I take you to class today?" He asks and I furrow my eyebrows. "You're driving me to class? I don't think so. I'm not taking a cab home." I put my hair up in a messy bun.

"Did I say that I'm not taking you home as well?" Niall raises his eyebrows as I watch him through the mirror. I roll my eyes and lean down to slip my shoes on.

"Yeah, right. Not happening. You'll probably forget that you have to pick me up then I'll be the last one at the campus waiting for you on my hands and knees." I snort and grab a bag from the rack, placing the stuff that I need for today.

"The only place you'll be waiting for me on your hands and knees is in the bedroom." He chuckles and I glare at him.

"How can I forget about you, bunny? I'll probably spend the rest of the day looking forward to seeing your beautiful face-," I cut him off, "Alright, if you want to be my driver for today then get ready already. I'll have to leave without you if you're not ready by the time I finish breakfast."

"Yes Madame." Niall stands up from the bed and bows, when he passes by me he slaps my bum and I wince. I glare at him and he shrugs with a cocky smirk.

I swing my bag over my shoulder and walk down to the kitchen where my mum and aunt are. There's toast, bacon and eggs, pancakes on the table and I happily choose my food and eat.

Niall comes down five minutes later all ready with his gym bag with him, he places his bag in his car first before joining us for breakfast.

We make small talk over the food but say goodbye later on as we finish. I follow Niall to his car and take a seat on the passenger side.

Niall lectures me about not wearing a bra when I'm not around him because I quote, "Someone might tug on your dress accidentally or on purpose and expose your top half, and I'm not having it, the only one who gets to tug your clothes down is me."

We both argue on the way to Paulson and Niall almost runs over a student two times before he safely parks on an empty spot.

"Look, I'm sorry. I just didn't want anything bad happening to you. I don't think you noticed but yesterday when we went grocery shopping your nipples were hard the entire fucking time and every guy was staring. I was going mad."

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