Chapter Six

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I immediately pull away jogging towards the exit. I leave the rooms and continue to jog. I'm not quite sure where I'm going, nor why I'm running away from my first kiss. My first real feel at something. And I run away? what in the hell is wrong with me.

I hear him call after me and i hear his pants as he catches up to me. He really doesnt run much, does he? I stifle a laugh.

He grabs me by the waist begging me to stop. I stop and turn around to face him.

"Why are you running?" He whispers

"I don't know Niall, why shouldn't I run" I cross my arms

"Maybe because normally when a girl gets kissed that's not her first reaction??" He questions

"Well maybe this girl doesn't know how to react, maybe she's never been kissed" I growl

He stands there stunned. I wait for something, but when nothing comes out I walk away. I go back to the room because I know I have no where else. I lock myself in my room for days, god only knows how long.

Every couple of hours someone will knock, probably Niall. After about a week I leave the room, when everything seems quiet.

'I know your mad at me, but if you came out of your room I made you chicken soup. Me and the boys will be back in a couple hours -Niall'

I heat the soup up holding back a smile, I eat silently. Then I clean my plate, and start to walk towards my room. But something makes me stop, Niall's door is open. I tip toe over to the door, even though I know nobodies here. And push it open fully.

As I walk in I am immediately engulfed with his scent. I smile warmly and crawl onto his bed, thinking I'll just lay there for a minute.

I wanna like Niall.. I really do I think to myself. Then I fall asleep

"Niall" some girl screams
"Yes baby girl" he smirks at her
"I love you" she squeaks

I wak up in the dark, realizing it was just a dream. I hear the shower running, and roll over to look at the clock. Its 1:43 A.M. making me squeal realizing I'm still in Niall's bed.

I hear the shower stop and I start to get up, but he opened the door before I could leave.

"You can stay in my bed if you would like" he smirks

I shake my head blushing, trying to keep my eyes off his body.

"Are we done fighting?" He pouts

"Who said we were fighting" I smirk

"You spent a week in your room" he stares at me

"Yeah, now maybe I'll stay a week in this room" I wink

"Are you gonna freak out on me if I kiss you?"

"I don't know, I guess we'll just have to find out" I shrug as I get up and smash my lips onto his

I hear the heavy towel hit the floor when he wraps his arms around my waist. I start to push his body away from me, freaking out about the towel. But he doesn't let me, he pulls me closer.

I back up as he follows me and I fall onto the bed. He's naked, which I find sexy as hell, and I'm kissing him the way I never thought I could kiss.

Our tongues fighting for dominance, and my hands running down his chest. I start to feel hot, and pull away for a breath.

"Damn don't stop" he groans

"You agents having sex with me you know that right?"

"Whatever you say goes" he smiles as he gets off of me

I then get a nice view of his body, his full body. And it makes me internally groan, wanting more. But he turns away and gets dressed.

"Don't leave" he whines as I start to slip out of his grip while I thought he was sleeping.

"But nialllll" I whine back

He pulls me against him and I've never felt so giddy, bubbly, happy in my entire life.

When I wake up in the morning, its like I've never slept better. I roll over while he snores and watch him. Up close he has these cute little frekles, and he sleeps with a cute little smile on his face.

I lean forward brushing my nose against his. I'm not sure why I hated the idea of liking him a week ago, but now its the only thing I want. I kiss his nose lightly and run my fingers through his hair. He groans and kiss him before he can even open his eyes. He starts to smile, and I feel good.

Everything in my life seems good for now, let's hope it stays that way.

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