Macy's POV:
"harry... stupid sex addict.. go away Louis." I stammered.
He shook his head quickly, "Harry has always been that way, love. don't let it bother you. plus, I heard a certain Irish lad is fancying a certain Macy Ann" he teased.
I went red, "Really?" I whispered.
He nodded and I smiled. I shot him a text, asking if we could talk. He quickly replied, telling me to meet him at his flat.
I gladly agreed.
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When I got to Niall's flat, I walked straight in. I found him on the couch. he stood up to greet me, and I simply jumped into his arms, pressing my lips firmly to his. he smiled into the kissing, loving every moment of it. I loved it too. the butterflies erupted through my stomach, as I heated things up, our tongues wrestling for dominance. He won quickly, not that I was complaining. This kiss was full of lust, passion, love, and every other great feeling. When we pulled away to catch our breath, I smiled.
"Be my princess?" he asked. I nodded immediately. He grinned.
he then whipped out his phone and we took a few sweet pictures.
around 5 minutes later, my phone beeped. I had around 1 million new followers and pictures Niall posted on twitter, saying @macyannbabe and I. finally found my princess, treat her right fans, xx
I smiled and replied, @NiallOfficial, beware, I'm going to eat your cake now!
He ran after me as I went after the cake in the kitchen. I refused to let him have any, instead, smashing it onto his face. he looked shocked as I let out a thunderous laugh, only to have icing smeared on my face. I whipped out my phone, took a picture of us, and went to twitter
@NiallOfficial, got a bit of cake on us, eh?
,
he grinned, and kissed me.
and finally, things seemed right.
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next update tonight or tomorrow.
