Imagines (from my Instagram)

All the Way

"That was good," I smile, licking my lips and setting my empty mug of hot chocolate on the counter.

"I know," he smiles.

Niall entwines our fingers, leading me down the hall and up the stairs.

"Turn around," I instruct. "I have to change."

"I've seen you without clothes before, (y/n)."

"Just turn around," I grumble. I don't want to be reminded of the one time we've been intimate.

He grins, but folds his arms and faces away from me.

I pull on borrowed sweatpants and as I get my shirt all the way over my head, I catch Niall peeking.

"Hey!" I throw the clothing at him.

Too bad he catches it and starts laughing. "You didn't really think I wouldn't sneak a peak?"

"No, but I was hoping you'd at least be nice about it."

"Nice, huh?"

I realize then I'm standing in just a bra and pants. Turning towards the dresser, I find one of Niall's sweatshirts and tug it on.

I sit on the bed and Niall joins me after exchanging t-shirts.

"Isn't it uncomfortable to sleep in a bra?"

"I guess."

"Then why don't you take it off?"

"Because sometimes you get a little grabby in your sleep."

"Ahh." His eyebrows wiggle.

"Niall Horan!" I smack him with a pillow.

He smacks me back, but not as forceful. He leans in and kisses me softly, and then presses deeper. Soon his arms are around me, and I'm almost laying on top of him.

I pull away, catching my breath. "Niall, stop."

"What's wrong?"

His hand reaches for mine, but I shutter when they connect.

"(Y/n), are you okay?"

"Y-yeah. I'm fine."

"No you're not. What's bothering you?"

"I don't know," I admit. "I'm just.. I'm getting used to spending the night here sometimes... And I love it. I love sleeping with you.."

I see him smile a little.

"I know our past," I add. "But I don't know.. I'm not used to.. to going all the way... not as often as you'd maybe like to..."

He nods in understanding. "It's okay."

"No, it's not. I'm a wimp."

Niall laughs. "You're not a wimp. Sometimes I get ahead of myself. And that's my fault. I'm sorry."

I kiss his cheek in reassurance, and lay my head on his chest, thanking God that Niall understands.