Niall Horan - The meet up

Back to the flat

The cold air was getting to us both, he progressed to put his arm around my shoulder.
"Do you have somewhere warm we could go" he turned to me asking with a slight grin to his face.
"Sure" I replied and began walking towards my new flat.
I fumbled for my keys in my bag, and of course they where at the bottom, tangled, among chewing gum rappers, tissues and my makeup bag, I finally freed the keys and proceeded to open the door.
I propped open my bedroom door and lead Niall down the hallway and into the kitchen.
"Do you want a drink" I asked
"Yeah why not" he smiled.
I smiled back and reached into the fridge for two beers. We sat down at the table. It feel silent for a moment but it was a comfortable silence, no one needed to say anything, we just looked at each other.
Eventually Niall spoke first and complimented my smile.
"You've got an amazing smile, go on smile" he laughed jokingly. And of course I couldn't help but smile.
"Have you settled in and unpacked your stuff yet" he asked
Instead of explaining the mess of my new room I decided to show him.
"Wow" he laughed "and I thought my room was messy when I get back from tours and haven't properly unpacked yet, why don't I help a bit" he said in that great Irish accent.
He set his beer on my desk and picked up one of the boxes, proceeding to fill the shelves with its contents.
Pulling back tape, he opened another box. I hear him sneicker, " who's this ?" He said turning towards me and putting a horrible photo in front of my eyes.
"Oh god that's me, think I'm about about fourteen in that" I could feel my face turn red, it wasn't a good stage, I had braces, spots and I can thankfully say now I've grown into my nose.
"Aww don't be embarrassed, I think it's cute" he nudged me.
I pushed him back.
He retaliated by grabbing me and throwing me on the bed playfully tickling my sides.
He stopped. At this point he was hovering over me. He just looked at me, I was uncomfortable but some how he made me feel at ease.
He leaned in and kissed my lips a soft kiss, I kissed back harder. He began to kiss my neck and back to my lips. I sit up progressing to be standing up next to him, he stopped, his forehead leaning in on my mine, he smiled, I could feel his hands slowing move from my neck down to my waist, he grabbed my top and pulled it up over my head, I did the same with his. I ran my hands over his body as he continued to kiss me. At once our jeans came off, now just in our underwear he put me on the bed and stared into my eyes once more.
"I'll get protection" he said as he kissed my chest.
He left the room to go into bathroom down the hall, and I all of a sudden felt very vulnerable just lying there. What am I doing I thought to myself, I don't even know him. I heard his footsteps coming back towards my room, I composed myself as he opened the door. He came closer to me and picked up where we left off, he kissed my chest and back up to my lips.
He began to take off my bra.
"I'm not ready for this" I whispered
"What" he stopped and looked at me
"I just don't feel ready to do this yet, I'm sorry" I felt embarrassed but relieved that I'd said it.
He smiled at me and slid the straps back onto my shoulders again. "That's fine" he said in a sweet tone. He sat up beside me, " we can still make out though, right " he said and we both burst into laughter.