For the past two hours I had been watching the two boys argue and bicker over who's shoots were better and why.
Boys.
I forced myself not to think about how cute Niall was. Or how cute his laugh was. Or how fit he was. Or how easily he made me smile.
Wow I was failing miserably.
Suddenly Zayn asked me, "Are you sure you don't want to shoot with us?"
I smile and shake my head. I steal a quick glance at Niall , mentally kick myself, and say, "No thanks, we both know how I don't have any hand eye coordination what's so ever."
Zayn and niall chuckle and carry on. Niall was about to shoot, but stopped mid shot. He turned to me with a mischievous look on his face.
"You scared I'd beat you?"
Butterflies pounded in my stomach as he spoke to me.
"No way, I doubt you're that good Horan."
Niall had a smirk on that could only make Zayn proud. He nodded liking my response.
"I see you have no faith in me.."
I nodded ignoring my irregular heart beat, "Nope. None."
Smiling and looking to Zayn, Niall asked, "you up for a bet Macey?"
Loving the way my name rolled off his lips I nodded curtly.
"Okay... If i make this three pointer, I get something from you."
I rose an eye brow and tucked my hair behind my ear, "What do you get, Horan?"
Smiling bigger than humanly possible he said, "A kiss."
Zayn belts out a laugh and shakes his head, "You really think she's going to agree to that? You're out of your mind Nia-"
"Fine, deal" I say stubbornly cutting Zayn off.
Pure shock hits each of their faces. "You sure?" Niall asks composing himself.
I nod and Niall spins around.
Niall takes a few dribbles and and takes the shot. As the ball sores through the air you could have heard a pin drop. Silence filled the gym.
The ball flys through the air and lands perfectly in the basket.
Perfect shot, perfect swoosh.
Crap.
Niall turns slowly to face me and starts to walk toward me. He has on a cheeky grin.
Zayn is standing under the hoop still dumbfounded.
Niall informs me, "You owe me something..."
Blushing like crazy and I nod. My heart was beating erratically just with Niall near me, how was I supposed to kiss him?!
Niall sits next to me on the bleachers and I force myself to look at his beautiful blue orbs. Just as they did at the restaurant, our eyes lock.
Niall gently puts a hand on my cheek and moves closer to me.
I always thought butterflies were suppose to be these gentle and fragile things. Not the way they were exploding inside my stomach.
I couldn't have taken my eyes off Niall if I tried. I couldn't even deny it, he was perfect.
Niall and I lean in slowly and I could feel his breath on mine. We were inches apart and he whispers softly to me, "You don't have to do this, I was only kidding..."
I swallow wanting nothing more than to feel my lips against his.
Niall must have changed his mind because with out warning he closes the small space between us. His soft warm lips find mine and all of my worries, confusions or problems vanish.
It was him, only him.
Niall was all I needed, all I wanted. And the way he kissed me back I could tell he felt the same, felt the sparks I did.
Niall kissed me softly but passionately. I cocked my head to the side allowing the kiss to deepen. Niall held me with care and I could tell he had been eager for this moment to happen. That confused me though, I wasnt anything special.
My lungs screamed for air but that was the last thing on my mind.
I tangled my hands in Nialls hair and our lips moved perfectly in sync. I couldn't get enough.
Feeling myself falling in too deep I broke away.
We both caught our breath but never broke eye contact. His eyes melted into mine.
Blood rushed to my face and I looked at Zayn. He stood exactly in the same place. Shock took over his entire body.
I stood up quickly and half ran to Zayns side. I turned to look at Niall, and his eyes hadn't left me yet. He was now fixing his hair that I had tousled and that did not help.
"We need to go" I say as fast as my mouth would let me.
"Why?" Zayn says trying to put together what had just happened.
I pulled on his arm and said quickly, "We have to feed our cat."
He gave me a confused look and shook his head, "We don't have a cat.."
I threw my hands In the air frustrated he wouldn't take the hint.
"Well then lets go get one!"
I finally managed to lead Zayn to his car with out looking back at Niall. Zayn had a million questions to ask me and I was glad he hadn't started bombarding me with them.
Yet.
I was freaking on the inside. Not only because I kissed Niall , but because I had loved it. A lot.
I couldn't let that happen again. I couldn't develop feelings for Niall. What was I thinking?
I needed to keep a distance.
Keeping a distance was safe.
Right?
