Rays of sun gradually come from the window frame. My eyelids come apart, my eyelashes flutter. I feel a hard substance next to me or a body. Niall was sleeping on me. Literally. HIs head on my chest, arms on my waist. He was facing me. His chest rises and falls. He's still asleep. Wow he's cute when he sleeps. I play with his hair a bit and kiss his cheek. Then I remember the errands my father left me. I had to go to the grocery store. The ways off the bed without waking him up were limited. Shoot. Slowly I lift his arm of me grabbing a pillow from behind wich I planned to replace with my body. I lift my leg up slowly but Niall shifts. He makes it hard for me to get up from the side of them bed. I choose the end of my bed as and escape. I lift my other leg up and try to balance myself without falling on top of Niall. In a few seconds of struggling for balance I'm left right on top of him. I am on top of Niall Horan. Hell thank God he is sleeping or else his endless sputter of dirty jokes will be endless. Thank God he is- did he- did he just smile? Oh shit.
" Well now that I know your awake I won't bother doing my best not to wake you up." I state shifting to the easiest way out of bed but his strong grip stops me.
His arms snake to my waist. Pulling me on top of him. I'm laying on top of him. No space between us. His eyes are shut but he is smiling like crazy. That doof.
" I like you like this. I love girls on top." He whispers into my ear.
His voice echoes in my head. It sends chills into my spine. I shudder. He kisses my neck.
" Niall stop. You like someone else. Your my friend. " He lets go.
I get up quickly. He follows me standing dangerously close. " It's you S, you were the one to win the fudging lottery. " He says taking a loose strand of hair and pulling it behind my ear. He leans in and kisses me. A bit longer than a peck but no tongue. It's like he's waiting for my reaction. My permission is granted. I pull him by his hair. I pull him on me. " I love you," I say.
" I love you." He answers nibbling on the crook of my neck. I let a moan escape my plump lips.
Some how we find our way back to the bed. He places me under him hovering on top. He kissed every inch of my face. I pull his face back to my lips never breaking eye contact. His hands linger towards my waist. Then one finds the hem of my shirt. He pulls my shirt off. I let him. My hands wander untill they find the callar of his shirt. He lets me take it off. His body feels warm against mine. The body heat I was secretly craving for a long time. Then I'm the one on top and I kiss every square inch of his chest. He lets a moan escape him. I smile against his hard abs but I don't continue. He lifts my face up to him. I kiss him and kiss him again. Then the pants are coming off and thats when I realize where this was heading.
" Hello?" A british voice greets us. We are startled and Niall grabs my waist and pulls me off the bed. He lands on top of me. Covering my bare chest. Well I had a bra on but I'm not willing to show that off to a stranger. Thank God Niall read my thoughts because he covered me up like a caterpiller i its cacoon.
It's Harry. " Oh come on it's nothing I've never seen mate. Savannah Love, I see your practicing your moves. I'm quite impressed."
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Loved You First
RomanceFriends? Friends with benefits? Boyfriend and Girlfriend maybe? Ha! Like I had a chance! He was thee Niall Horan, if anything he was horny and I was the first girl he saw. Yeah, that's probably what happened. I'm so lost in my own theories about wha...
