See You Again - Niall Horan

Chapter 58

On a mild early November night I leaned against the side of my Range Rover, waiting for Niall. I check the time on my phone and Niall was supposed to have landed fifteen minutes ago so he should be walking out of the airport any minute.

It was already past midnight so there was only a few other people in the parking lot with me. I looked around and only saw three other cars in the parking lot with me. I waited impatiently.

I finally saw him when he and Liam emerged through the doors. He looked up and saw me standing there waiting for him. He turned to Liam and said his goodbye before he approached me. He walked straight to the back of the car, loading his bags without so much as a word. I continued to lean against my car waiting for him.

He finally stood in front of me, hands on either side of my head, staring into my eyes. I chewed on my bottom lip, trying to stop myself from smiling. "Where's Riley?" He finally spoke.

"At home with Rita."

"Good." His voice was low, eyes dark as he stared into my eyes.

"Whatever do you mean honey?" I tried playing innocent but completely knowing what he meant.

"You don't think you can send me those messages after I've barely seen you in three months and not expect for me to get a little excited."

"I still don't know what you're talking about, are you sure you didn't dream about it on the flight? The only thing I did was sent you a few innocent messages."

"Innocent my arse." He groaned in frustration, "You knew actually what they would do to me when you sent them."

"Hormones made me do it." I took my index finger and lightly traced patterns on small section of exposed skin on his chest.

"Backseat."

"Backseat really? We aren't sixteen anymore."

"Backseat now." He grabbed the door handle and opened the door. I sat down on the edge of the seat so I could face Niall still stand outside the car. "It's a really good thing it's cold enough that I have to wear a jacket. Otherwise I don't know how I would have hidden what you already did to me."

I slowly started to work the zipper of his coat down. "I didn't do anything, just sent a few harmless text messages," I said.

"They were far from harmless. The boys asked me why I was shifting uncomfortably on the plane. I lied and said my knee was acting up. No it was really you."

"I didn't knew they would do that to you."

"Bullshit."

"I don't know what kind of person I am. I would never do something like that."

"Fuck." He moaned. "Your innocent act is not helping the matter. You knew exactly what they would do and you did it on purpose."

I wrapped my legs around his body and pulled him flush against me. I leaned down so my lips were next to his ear. "Good," I whispered in the best seductive voice I had. "That was exactly what I wanted.

I was awaken the next day to Niall rubbing my back and kissing my shoulder. "Good morning beautiful," He said when he noticed I was awake.

"Have you slept yet?"

"I dozed on and off throughout the night." He was now kissing my neck. "But other than that not really. Damn jet leg."

"No Niall," I said when he slid his hand to rest between my thighs.

"But you were all over me last night."

"Pregnancy hormones. And right now my hormones are saying food, not sex." I sat up in bed. "And besides, don't you have a soccer game to coach in a couple of hours. Shouldn't you be getting ready for that?"