Someone Like You

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

It was now 1 in the morning and Niall was still over at my place. We had watched 3 movies and we were now relaxing on the couch playing truth or dare. It's hard with two people but we managed.

It was my turn,

"Truth or Dare?" Niall asked me as he popped a few skittles in his mouth.

I thought for a bit then decided to be a bit rebellious.

"Dare." I stated bravely

He grinned widely,

"I dare you to take off your shirt" He said smartly at me, looking as he had finally got me. Like I had been backed into a corner.

I sat there for a second taking in the dare, I raised an eyebrow.

"I'm not a stripper!" I said told him, shoving his shoulder.

"We'll a dare's a dare." He said motioning me to go on.

I sighed and lifted my shirt over my head revealing my green polka-dotted bra. Oh what had I gotten myself into. He had already seen me with out my clothes once before.

Next thing I know I will just be in my undergarments posing for him.

I threw my white t-shirt across the room to look back to see Niall staring at me, but not my face. Well what did I expect?

"Hey!" I snapped my fingers in front I his face, "my eyes are up here." I said pointing at my face.

"Oh-oh, sorry." He mumbled, slowly and reluctantly looking up at my face.

"Alright your turn," I said "truth or dare, Niall?"

"Dare." He said with out hesitation, trying hard not to look at my boobs.

"Ok, I dare you to take off your shirt." I smirked

He pulled off his shirt quickly exposing his abs. My eyes grew round, holy mother of god I'm melting. I could just see his Calvin Klein boxers above his blue sweatpants.

Now both of us shirtless, we couldn't keep our eyes off each other.

After a few moments, Niall broke the silence.

"Truth or dare?" He asked looking at me in the eyes. His eyes were piercing into my own. Blue against green.

"Dare," I stated again "But I'm not stripping." I told him in a warning voice.

He chuckled, "no no, I won't make you do that." He said reassured

"I dare you to kiss me." He said raising an eyebrow.

I bit my lip, and grinned a bit. He smirked, and I leaned close so that our noses slightly brushed each other. We moved so our lips met. Without parting I moved closer to him, as his hand found itself rapped around my waist.

His mouth pressed hard against mine, fireworks went off once again at his touch. We parted. I looked down at my lap, biting my lip. I could still taste his lips on mine. I got up to retrieve my white v-neck.

I heard a chuckle and I turned to look at Niall.

"What?" I asked

"You're a great kisser." He said sheepishly scratching the back of his head.

I grinned but tried to hide it as I bent down to pick out my shirt.

Niall groaned, "don't put your shirt back on!"

"We'll it's cold!" I whined teasingly

"Here," he got up from the couch and handed me his baggy sweatshirt. "Wear this."

"No, no, no, it's cold outside, you'll freeze!" I refused

"Who said I was leaving?" He asked raising an eyebrow at me. I giggled and pushed on his chest making no difference on his stance at all. We laughed together, I accepted the sweatshirt and pulled it over my head.

When I had brushed my hair out of my face after putting it on, I felt a pair of lips meet mine. Surprised I pulled back.

Niall looked at his feet with guilt.

"Sorry, you just look so beautiful in my clothes. Well, you look beautiful in anything really." He trailed off turning red.

I kissed him. He kissed me back, my hands gripping his hair. His hand were pressed up against my back, but after his tongue slipped into my mouth it slipped down to my bum.

I gasped as he squeezed it, he chucked and kept kissing.

He started kissing my neck leaving a trail down to my collarbone. I let out a small moan, but it turned into a giggle as he started tickling my sides.

Our make out session suddenly turned into a tickle fight.

He was straddling me on the ground, he tickled me. I laughed uncontrollably.

"Niall-no-Niall stop!" I shrieked in between my gasps of laughter.

Surprisingly he stopped and flopped down next to me on the floor. He took my hand in his.

"You're amazing, Jenna." He whispered after a while of lying together.

"So are you, Niall." I whispered back, rolling onto my side and resting my head on his chest.

And eventually, we fell asleep together on the floor.