I Will Always Love You - A Niall Horan Love Story

Chapter Fifty Four

"Home, Sweet Home," Stacey says, as we place our suitcases in our rooms.

"Yeah, and now there is washing to be done," I say. "And we have to unpack our bags, and wash dishes. All this stuff was left to do. We should have done it before we left."

"Well then let's get to work. I will do the dishes while you put the washing on and start folding the clothes."

She hurries off into the kitchen and I call Harry and Niall over.

"What's going on ladies?" Harry says.

"We wanted you to come keep us company. We have to do a shit load of housework, and we want you two to stay with us." I tell them.

"Where's Stacey?"

"Kitchen."

Harry walks off to the kitchen and Niall sits on the lounge.

"I can help you." Niall offers.

"No, it's ok. I can do this." 

I go to the laundry and put some dirty clothes in the washing, before grabbing the dry and clean clothes out of the dryer and placing them in a basket. I carry them back to the lounge placing it on the couch and taking out the first clothing.

"Are you sure you don't want me to help?" Niall asks.

"I'm sure, Niall. Please, I need to get used to this."

He shrugs and turns on the TV, flicking to V Channel. It was playing Nicki Minaj -- Pound The Alarm, and Niall turned it up.

"By the way, we're going on a date tonight!" he shouts over the music.

"More money?"

He nods.

I roll my eyes and smile. "You won't say no, so I guess yes."

He smiles.

When I finish folding, Niall is still sitting on the couch watching music videos.

I smirk and go sit on his lap.

"Well hello there." He says and leans in for a kiss.

I turn my head away and place my left hand on his chest. The other hand sits at the bottom of his shirt.

"Why are you teasing me?" he says, pouting.

I turn my head to face him again. "I'm not."

He leans in for a kiss again, and I turn my head. Again.

"You are teasing me." 

I shift my body so my legs are wrapped around his waist, but we are still sitting. His hands immediately go to my outer thighs.

Once again, he leans in for another kiss, but I move my head backwards.

"What's it going to take for you to come closer?" 

I smirk and put my lips to his neck, kissing softly. My hands go a little up his shirt and I deepen the kiss.

A light moan escapes his lips, and I smirk, pulling away.

"Why did you stop?" he asks.

"Because I have to get ready for our date."

He leans in and whispers, "Maybe we can skip the date and stay here to have some fun."

I tease him by leaning in until our lips are millimetres away, before pulling back and getting off his lap.

"Nah, I think I want to go on this date."

He groans as I walk off into my room, smirking. Before I close the door, I pop my head outside the room.

"And no more hanging out with Harry; I don't trust you two together. He is teaching you naughty things, Niall!" I shout.

"I am not!" I hear Harry shout as I close the door.

I laugh.