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Sleepover (Niall)

Sleepover (Niall)

To: Taylor_J_Horan

By: Maddie

Twenty minutes. Niall would be here in twenty minutes. I rushed to the bathroom and began to brush through my blonde hair, focusing more on the ends of my hair that was dyed a lighter blonde. I applied some eye makeup lightly, knowing Niall likes me better with none at all. I tied a bandana around my head, letting my hair cascade down my back.

It was New Years Eve and my parents were out of town for the weekend, I usually went with them but this time I faked a sickness to stay home. Niall and I had been dating for about six months now, and I really liked him.

He brought out the good in me, my truly outgoing self. He made me smile when I wanted to cry and he made me laugh when he was being a complete arse. I could act a total fool in front of him without a single care. Niall liked me for me, he never pressured me into anything I didn’t want to do.  Niall was everything I had ever wanted and now we could finally spend quality time together. Alone.

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“Niall! Stop it right now!” I screamed between my fits of giggles. My body thrashing about as Niall sat on top of me, tickling my thighs without mercy.  I tried grabbing his wrists to cease his actions, but I was hope less.

“Say it!” He laughed, clearly enjoying the look on my face.

“Fine! Niall is the sexiest man alive.. an-and I’ll never be a-as cool as him!” I said, trying to keep from erupting in laughter again.

He smirked and climbed off of me, holding his hand out for me to take. I took his hand as he helped me from the carpet pulling me onto the couch beside him. 

I cuddled close to his chest, my legs casually rested over his as I sat sideways to him. He reached his arm around me, pulling me closer. My heart fluttered as he leaned down and kissed my hair. 

"Shall we watch the ball drop, Taylor?" He asked, looking down at me with his brilliant panty-dropping-smile. I flushed. "Sure." 

We had been wasting time for two hours now, our tickle fight leaving us enough time to watch the ball drop and launch us into the new year. I am so glad I had Niall with me, I'd never had a new year's kiss, mostly because I'd be shipped out of town with my parents to some family home. It's not like I was supposed to kiss one of my cousins for new years. 

Niall's large hand reached down to the small of my back to pull me onto his lap completely. I smiled, now looking down at him.  

Our gaze foucused on the TV as we watched everyone anticipating the new year. Niall and I began the count down simulaneously, he hugged my waist as the numbers we were chanting decreased.

"3.. 2.. 1!" Niall cheered.

I turned my head and took his face in my hands, my lips pressing to his in a hard passionate kiss. It was gentle and slow. I could feel his jaw pushing forward as his lips worked effortlessly against mine. His teeth pulling at my bottom lip as he pulled away to compose himself, catching his breath. I shifted so I stratled him, my legs on either side of his. 

He reached up, his lips connecting with mine once more. I happily complied, my tounge tracing his lips begging to feel his against my own. He widened his mouth, letting our tounges feel our way around each others mouths. 

The heated kiss must have sparked something, as I felt Niall harden beneath me. I grinded my hips down, making him groan. He smiled into the kiss as his hands squeezed my back side. 

I giggled, his cheekiness was so cute. I love that side of him. 

His lips left mine, making his way down my jaw line to the oh-so-sweet spot on my neck just below my ear. My fingers tangled in his beautiful dirty blonde hair as he began to suck.