**Keeley's POV** I woke up in the bed upstairs. Sitting up, I noticed that I still had no clothes on. I slid out of bed and slipped on some baby blue knickers and the matching bra. I then grabbed Niall's red polo shirt and slipped it on. I quickly put my hair in a ponytail before slowly walking down the stairs. Niall's shirt stopped about halfway down my knickers. I walked into the kitchen but stopped frozen in my tracks. Curls stood facing the blonde quiff as they spoke. Niall's eyes darted to me before quickly returning to Harry, but it was too late. Harry glanced over his shoulder and saw me. He smiled and let his left eye drop in a wink. Disgusted, I put on a fake smile and quickly walked over to Niall who stood on one side of the island, Harry on the other.
"Hi Harry." I smiled up at his looming frame.
"Morning Keeley." He grinned at me, dimples taking their seats in his cheeks. His green eyes watched me as I latched my arm around Niall's waist, his right arm going around my shoulders.
"How are you?" I asked watching Harry's jaw tense slightly as he watched us.
"Fine." He replied.
"And Bo?" I asked.
"Left me." He grumbled.
"Why?" I asked slightly confused.
"She couldn't handle the fights. I kept having them and she was getting pissed so she told me she needed a break."
"Are you alright?" I asked as worry filled my eyes.
"No. I'm not alright. I can't sleep at night and I.." He shook his head, making the curls ruffle.
I released Niall and hugged Harry. "It's gonna be ok." I whispered before releasing Harry's warm body. "I'm gonna make breakfast." I turned to the stove and teasingly pushed Niall out of the way.
"Hey!" Niall laughed before shoving me slightly.
"Hey!" I laughed. "Do you want food or not?"
"Yes! I'm sorry! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" He gushed. I giggled and plugged the griddle in. When the griddle was hot I laid the bacon on it watching the grease bubble and pop. "I'll be right back." Niall set his tea down and walked up the stairs.
I felt arms wrap around me and pull me into his body. My breath hitched in my throat as I realized who it was. "I'd like to see you in my shirt cooking me breakfast one day." His raspy voice wafted into my ear. He kissed my neck before releasing me and quickly leaning against the counter.
Niall entered the kitchen, his smile fading slightly.
"Making sure she doesn't burn the bacon!" Harry grinned at Niall. I dropped the spatula and turned, running to the stairs. I quickly ran upstairs and into the bathroom in my bedroom. Locking the door, I turned to the shower and turned it on. I removed the clothing I had on and stepped under the hot water. It ran down my body as I angrily scrubbed my body with the soap. I heard a knock on the bathroom door before an Irish accent seeped through the wood.
"Babe, is everything alright?" He somewhat yelled so I could hear him.
I stepped out of the shower and slowly opened the door. He stepped into the bathroom, I closed the door behind him and locked the door. I stepped back into the shower. I got my hair wet until I felt a body press against me. "Is everything alright?" He asked again.
"Y-ya." I stuttered shaking my head as my hand flew to the spot that Harry had kissed.
Niall moved my hand to kiss the same spot. "You sure?" He asked as he wrapped both of his arms around me.
"Ya. I'm sure." I whirled around to face him. I couldn't help myself but to wrap my arms around his neck and press my lips to his. He gratefully accepted the gesture and kissed me back, his arms wrapping around my back. The hot water ran down his back and my front.

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A Hint of Spice
Teen FictionA fan fiction of Niall Horan. WARNING!!: May have scenes that little children under 13 are not aloud to see. Language! Sexual content!! Keeley is thrust into a world of complications when she is only 19. Having a job...