pillowtalk ♡ njh

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      "and to the left is the conference room, where, you know—conferences are held."

i'm pretty fucking sure he knew what a goddamn conference room was, em.

niall nodded, taking in as much of the setting surrounding him.

"erm, t-this is backstage! it's pretty cool, there are some props up—that's only because we have a play showing real soon."

"when's that?"

"next saturday," i smiled.

"are you starring in it?"

"hell no, acting isn't my thing. my friend is actually starring in it," i said. "speaking of my friend, there she is." i pointed out, to an angry looking ophelia.

she stomped her way to both niall and i. she stood infront of niall with her arms crossed against her chest.

"may i hel—"

"—yeah you can actually, by not buying this theater."

niall smirked and leaned down, his face only a few inches away from hers. "too bad princess, i already signed a contract. whether you like it or not, get fucking used to it and stop acting like a cold bitch." he said and walked around her, heading to the main office.

ophelia stared at me as if i stomped on her heart in front of her. i gave her a look that said, i'm talking to his ass.

i followed niall, and when i finally caught up and immediately grabbed his forearm and pulled him back. "what the hell was that?" i almost shouted.

"what do you mean?" he asked with a grin on his, handsome face. i want to kick him.

"you were a complete ass to my friend."

all he did was shrug.

"who the fuck do you think you are?"

"i think i'm the most successful businessman in america, and i reckon i'm the new owner of this fuckin' building. so get used to it, darlin'."

"screw you."

"watch your fucking mouth."

"who are you to tell me what to do?"

niall looked around, checking if anyone was around. or, he was looking for something. his eyes landed on the janitor's closet that was a few feet away from us. his rough hand gripped my arm tightly, and pulled me into the closet. he immediately shut the door and locked it.

"what the fuck are you doing?!" i shouted, trying to push him away from the door.

his hand gripped my face, forcing me to look uo at him. "watch your fucking mouth sweetheart. a big mouth like yours can get you in so much trouble."

my small hand held his wrist, trying to pry his hand off my face. his eyes were a dark blue—and he didn't look too happy.

"sass me one more time, i fucking dare you."

"you don't tell me what to—" before i could finish my sentence, he rotated us. he slammed me against the door and pressed his torso against mine; and i could feel someone hard pressing against me.

"are you sure you want to finish that sentence princess?" he asked, his hand still on my face. i shook my head no. he nodded and let go, with a smirk on his face; he left the closet.

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heyyy !! sorry i haven't updated in a while. i hope you guys really enjoyed this chapter, tbh i liked writing it lmao. i cannot wait for the next chapter .

well it's late and tomorrow is monday, so goodnight bbies i love you all. xo