Pandora's Box ~ON HOLD~

Chapter 17- Acknowledging The Past

Author’s Note:

Oh my God, I’m so sorry for the extremely late update! I’ve just been so busy with coursework and school and I just genuinely couldn’t find the energy and the time to write! I’m so sorry but without any further ado, here’s Chapter 17!

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“Niall honey, wake up. It’s 9 already!” I poked him in the nose, smiling adoringly at how round and button-like his nose was. I poked him in the cheek this time but he simply brushed me off and rolled around, facing away from me. I scoffed loudly and grabbed onto his toned arm and forced him to turn roll back to his previous position but my weak arms disagreed and eventually gave up. I sighed, admitting defeat, and got off the bed, placing my feet into the warm, soft bunny slippers below my bed.

I walked into the bathroom, stripping my clothes off as soon as the door shut close. I washed my face thoroughly and moisturised every reachable part of my body. I changed into fresh underwear, peeling off the sensual red bra and the matching lace underwear and replacing it with matching PINK polka dotted underwear that perfectly hugged the lines and curves of my chest and butt. I quickly sorted out the bun on top of my head, cleaning up the loose strands of hair that poked out of the bun, and applied a thin line of eyeliner, just to emphasise my eyes a bit. I unhooked the ripped denim shorts and the loose, black Pink Floyd tank top that hung at the back of the bathroom door and quickly put it on. I swiftly gargled some mouthwash, making sure my breath didn’t smell like a skunk’s ass, before resuming the impossible task of waking the human equivalent of a Snorlax slumbering on my bed.

I opened the door and to my not-surprise, Niall was still asleep. I rolled my eyes and stepped back a couple of steps before sprinting towards the bed. I hastily charged, sprinting like it was the 100 metre race at the Olympics, and jumped as high as I can on the bed. I crashed on the space next to Niall and as soon as my butt hit the feather-filled mattress, Niall was sent flying. He fell on the ground, landing flat on his front, his perfectly structured face probably ruined after the painful impact with the floor. I heard him groan and moan in agonising pain and I felt a sharp burst of regret and guilt shoot through my body, sending cold shivers down my spine. I crawled across the bed and looked over the edge, staring at a curled-up Niall, his body formed into a ball, his hands on his abdomen.

“Oh my God, I’m so sorry! I didn’t expect you to go up that high!” I screamed, jumping off the bed and crawling to his side, engulfing his pained body with my arms. He rested his head into the crook of my neck and rubbing his nose against my skin like he normally does. His arms snaked around my waist, clashing my body against his. I straddled him, my legs on either side of his waist. I could see the lust and desire radiating off his smile as his lips turned into a seductive smirk after pulling his head away from my neck. I blushed and simply grazed my lips against his, peeling his limbs off me after sending him a teasing wink after pulling away from the contact of his soft pink lips. He frowned and simply pouted. “Nu-uh honey, I don’t fool around,” I giggled, standing up and pulling him up with me. Niall opened his mouth about to retaliate with an argument but I placed my index finger on his lips, shutting him up. “Remember? Still a virgin”.

“I never said anything about sex!” he quickly retorted, crossing his arms across his chest.

I walked towards him and stood on my tiptoes, pulling his hands and pressing them against mine, intertwining our fingers together. He lowered his head and playfully ticked my nose with the tip of his, forcing out a couple of laughs and giggles out of my mouth. As my laughter died down, the intimacy between us increased. The intensity of his stare increased tenfold and the thoughts that plagued my mind were close to overfilling. I bit my lower lip, Niall’s gaze soon focussed on my lips and he then licked his lip, moistening it for what he was about to do next. He slowly lowered his lips, studying the lines and curves of my lips, and connected his lips with mine. I found myself getting lost in the kiss as he took the dominant role, kissing me passionately with his intense, soft lips. His hands let go of mine and moved to the small of my back. I stretched my body even more, gaining some extra height but he pulled me towards him, forcing me to step on his toes. My chest slammed against his bare chest and our abdomens perfectly pressed hard against each other. I could feel our heartbeats slowly synchronising and our heat merging with one another.