Three
The next day during bible study, Niall brought up the topic of underage drinking. You caught him smirking at you as the others went into why they thought it was such an issue and how terrible it was. He was trying to get a reaction out of you and you just crossed your arms, suppressing the urge to say something to him as he egged on the conversation with ridiculous things that the others ate up.
You left the bible study feeling annoyed and judged. You were the first one out, heading to the obstacle course of the day. You wanted as much space away from Niall as possible.
The course required piggy back riding, getting sprayed with water, and relying on your partner to control your movements through certain parts where they would have a better advantage seeing than you. The girls had to pair up with boys. Niall smiled at you, anticipating you to go over to him and ask if you could be his partner. You narrowed your eyes at him, walking instead to one of the boys, Curtis. You gave him your best smile and the thick boy built like a linebacker but with the personality of a teddy bear melted at your words. You could be charming when you wanted and when you saw Niall’s eyes on you, you could swear you saw anger in his crystal blue eyes as he paired with one of the girls.
You were determined to beat Niall in this course as you and Curtis went to the starting positions. Something about the way Niall got on your nerves triggered your competitive side and you and Curtis just beat Niall and his partner by seconds. Your clothing was soaked as Curtis picked you up and gave you a huge hug, everyone cheering. The seemed surprised you had it in you and you searched for Niall who had a hard look on his face, unsmiling.
On the way to the showers, a hand caught you and pulled you against a seething solid form.
“What did I say about you being a good girl?” Niall said, his voice barely above a whisper as he used his other hand to lightly trace your lips. Your breathing was shaky, his sudden dominance surprising you. “You chose Curtis over me. You let him touch you…That’s not what good girls do. Are you asking to get punished?”
“Maybe,” the word escaped your lips breathlessly and he shook his head, closing his eyes tightly. When he opened his eyes they were dark on you and you felt yourself become aroused. He looked like he wanted to shove you against the nearest wall and fuck you.
But that’s not what Niall did, right? He was friends with these people, he followed the rules, he wasn’t going to do that.
You really wanted him to though and found yourself disappointed when he let go of your arm.
“I need to be in control, not you.” he said roughly. You rolled your eyes and annoyance passed through his face.
“I need to take a shower. You know, after winning the course.” you taunted, walking away from him and gave him a show in the way you swerved your hips as you walked.
