Unprofessional Pt. 2...

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His lips traveled down my neck as I tried to be as quiet as possible. Something about being in his office, where anyone could catch us, made everything that much more exhilarating.

"Niall," A small giggle passing my lips, "okay, we need to stop. Someone could walk in." I gripped both of his hands and pushed them away from their previous spot on my waist.

"Baby, come one. One last kiss!" How could I say no to those gorgeous eyes and those perfect pink lips that just made you want to- I pushed my lips on his for a second, a low "Hmm" coming from Niall.

"That's my girl." He smirked

"Its getting late, I should head out. I'm just going to organize a few papers, and I'll see you tomorrow!" I began to walk out the door when Niall called my name.

"I was wondering if you would like to go out for dinner with me. You know as friends!" He stared at me, waiting for a reaction and all I could do was burst out laughing.

"I would love to. Only as friends though right?"

He placed some papers in a portfolio, grabbed his suitcase and followed me out of the office.

"Only as friends!" He laughed

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"Ooh! I like it Mr. Horan!" I said as I turned up the volume to Sugar by Maroon 5.

"Guess where we're going?" He asked, keeping his eyes on the road

"Olive garden? Giordano's?"

"Nope, some place better." A playful grin tugged at his lips.

As I looked back onto the road I noticed we were headed away from the city.

We soon arrived at what seemed to be an apartment building. "What are we doing here?"

"I've got a surprise for you..." He whispered as he stepped out of the car and jogged to open the door for me.

"A surprise? How exciting!" I squealed

As we arrived onto the top floor, we stepped into apartment number 274.

"Welcome to my humble adobe." He spread his arms out wide, "Feel free to take a seat at the table, dinner will be ready in a bit."

I followed him to the kitchen, "Are you going to cook dinner?"

"Is that okay?" He asked, a bit of a nervous tone in his voice

"That's perfect! Can I help?"

"You don't have to, but if you'd like."

"What did you have in mind?" I stepped to the sink and washed my hands.

"I was thinking a home made pizza!" He said cutely.

I began getting the dough and flour while he got the rest of the ingredients.

When we finished he placed the pizza in the oven, I picked up a handful of flour and when he came back up I threw it to his face.

"(YN)!" He gasped.

I began cracking up, he looked hilarious in his face full of white.

"You think that's funny? I'll show you funny!" Next thing I knew I was splattered with tomato sauce. I wiped my eyes and looked at Niall with a serious glare, while he had a huge grin plastered on his face.

We both looked around for any ingredients we could get our hands on. We began throwing food everywhere, trying to mainly aim at each other.

Seeing as I had nothing left but Niall had the bag of flour in his hands I took a run for it.

I sprinted around the living room as fast as I could but was caught by Niall. He wrapped his arms around my waist firmly, making sure I couldn't escape.

He began to raise the bag of flour over my head, "No Ni. Don't!"

"Are you testing me, (YFN)?" Next thing I knew I was being covered in white flour.

"You're mean." I pouted as I turned around to face him, placing my hands on his chest.

"I'm mean? You started this war!" He laughed

We both began to crack up as we realized how horrible we looked.

As the laughter subsided, Niall began to take his shirt off. "We should go clean up, before dinner."

"I don't have any clothes." I realized

"That's fine. You can borrow a T-shirt and some of my sweats or shorts."

I followed his up the stairs and into what I assumed was his bedroom. It was not at all what I expected. Instead of a dull gray room, I was met with blue walls and instruments laying neatly all around the room.

"You play?" I asked, motioning to the instruments.

"Yeah. A little, I always had this dream of becoming a musician, I even had the crazy idea of auditioning for the X-Factor but my dad shut me down, and told me I had to join the family business. So my idea of becoming a musician sort of vanished." He gave a dry, almost sarcastic chuckle.

I stepped closer to him, wrapping my arms around his waist. Placing my head gently against his chest. "I'm sure, you're amazing." I smiled

He leaned his head down to place a soft kiss to the top of my head. He gave a tension relieving cough, before heading to his closet and coming back with some t-shirts and shorts.

"You want to take a shower, or should I go first?" I asked

He looked down at the ground, a smirk quick to appear on his features.

"I was actually thinking we could take a shower together." He whispered into my ear. His lips now dangerously close to mine.

If my heart wasn't racing before, it definitely was now. He began unbuttoning my white button down, soon throwing it across the floor. I was left in my black lace bra, as he took the opportunity to place soft kisses against my collar bone and neck.

His cool breath hit my heated skin, sending me to a whole new world.

I stepped away, breaking the kiss.

"So are you going to join me or what?" I spoke teasingly, stepping into the bathroom.

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"Niall, this pizza is heaven on a slice!" I joked

"Glad you like it, I mean we did make it together." He smiled, the ends of his eyes wrinkling up a bit.

I stood up, placing my dish carefully in the dishwasher. Niall soon following.

When I turned around to face him, he wasted no time in attaching our lips for the 100th time tonight.

We pulled away after a few moments and just stood in each others arms, enjoying the comfortable silence.

"How about we watch a couple films, then you stay the night so I can hold you in my arms?" A cute innocent smile appearing on his face.

I hummed in agreement as he led us both back to his room.

So I don't know how I feel about this one. I kind of like it but I kind of don't. There will be a part three because, you better believe drama is acoming! Thanks for reading!
~AusllyDirectioner

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