Playing With Fire

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Just a little disclaimer, this story contains explicit language and sexual content.

FYI.

Other than that enjoy!

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The year is 2015 and Virginia Thompson has just moved to a new flat in London. After studying abroad in Ireland for a year, Virginia decided to stay and work in Europe. She would've stayed in Dublin, but she's doing her best to avoid Niall Horan, her ex-boyfriend.

The alarm clock screams as I desperately search for the snooze button, my eyes blurred with sleep. The covers wrap around me like a serpent and I slowly roll off the bed and onto the cold floor.

Godammit.

I shuffle into the kitchen and turn the TV on, instantly regretting the decision the minute I see a familiar blonde haired boy on the screen. It's hard to avoid him since his face seems to still be everywhere, despite the fact that One Direction is now split up, with Harry the only one pursuing a music career as a solo artist. I've remained good friends with all the boys. Zayn is happily married to Perrie, who is now 4 months pregnant. Liam and Danielle have recently tied the knot. And now that Harry and Louis are out of the closet they are publicly dating. Niall is the only single one, and all the boys insist we will get back together someday despite the fact that I haven't talked to or seen him in over a year.

Suddenly, the sharp ring of the telephone pulls me from my thoughts. I hear Harry's recognizable "Hiiii" on the other end.

"Hey Harry" I respond.

"So Zayn's having a party tonight and you better be there" he says in a commanding tone.

"Will you know who be there?" I ask cautiously.

"Course not" Harry replies. " I'd never do that to you babe".

Relieved, I tell him I'll be there and retreat to my closet to scavenge through the mountains of clothing. I find a slightly wrinkled lace dress and grab a pair of wedges from underneath my bed. After applying ample makeup and trying to get a brush through my stubborn curls, I get dressed and hop in the car, heading in the direction of Zayn's flat.

Upon arrival, Louis drunkenly opens the door and embraces me, the smell of vodka poignant on his breath.

"Hello love!" he practically yells at me.

Harry spots me, followed by "GROUP HUG" as he, Zayn, and Liam crowd around me, almost pushing me to the floor.

"Hey guys" I say, laughing uncontrollably.

The party is loud and full of unfamiliar faces, so I make my way to the kitchen hoping some sort of alcoholic concoction will ease the awkwardness. As I turn the corner, a large figure suddenly appears in front of me, almost knocking me to the ground. Before I can move out of the way, two red cups come flying out of the unnamed figures hands and onto my white dress. I step back and lift my hands in disgust as two large, brownish stains form in an inconvenient location, revealing the hot pink bra I stupidly chose to wear tonight.

"Dude what the hell?" I demand, trying to cover up my now see-through dress.

I look up, only to see two blue eyes staring back at me.

"Shit" he says, obviously recognizing me.

Standing in front of me is the one and only Niall Horan.

We stand there, stunned into silence, for what feels like an eternity. Thankfully, Harry walks up, verifying that this is in fact actually happening.

"Oh. Am I interrupting something?" he asks, playing stupid. I grab his toned arm and violently pull him away from Niall.

"Harry. What the actual fuck is he doing here?" I ask through gritted teeth.

He smirks, and I have to restrain myself from slapping that stupid smirk off his face.

"I was hoping you two would run into each other and catch up" he says innocently.

"Run into each other? He practically ran me over!" I say incredulously, motioning to my chest where my bra is now fully visible.

His eyes follow my hands to my chest and his eyebrows raise in content. This time I actually slap him.

"Ouch! What the hell?" he says, rubbing his cheek.

"Focus harry! Stop looking at my boobs."

Our conversation is abruptly interrupted by a certain Irish boy, who comes over and whispers, "can we talk" in my ear. I look to Harry who motions for me to go. Sighing, I follow Niall to the bedroom. How ironic.

Niall closes the door and turns to look at me, his eyes wide.

"How've you been" he asks, awkwardly placing his hands in his pockets.

"Shit." I reply. "I've been absolute shit."

He moves closer.

"It's my fault isn't it. I'm sorry." he says, his body feet from mine.

"Of course it's your fucking fault Niall! Do you know how hard it is to wake up every day hoping for something to happen that deep down you know never will? You should've called."

I practically yell this at him, my emotions losing control.

"I'm so sorry. You're right, I should've called." he says, his eyes silently begging for forgiveness.

"Then why didn't you?!" I scream, tears streaming down my face.

Suddenly he grabs me and pushes me up against the wall, his strong arms on either side of my head.

"Because I knew if I called, I'd fall right back in love with you just by the sound of your voice" he whispers, his lips grazing my ear.

"Forgive me" he pleads, moving his lips inches from mine.

Looking at his lips, the lips that I had once been so familiar with, I realize I have a choice to make. If I let this boy kiss me, the last year of being strong and independent will mean nothing. I'll fall back in love with the boy who broke my heart.

If I don't kiss him, my life will continue. I'll continue on as I have been for the past year, and my future will be forever free of Niall Horan.

After a brief hesitation, Niall moves his lips to mine. After thorough examination of my options, a smile begins to spread across my face. I lean my lips in towards Niall, and our mouths embrace like two long lost lovers. I don't know what I'm thinking, my brain isn't functioning properly, but all I can think about is Niall's lips on my. As his tongue traces the outline of my teeth, our bodies move closer, our ferocious hearts beating against each other. His hands on my body and his lips on mine sends me spiraling into old emotions, and the sensation spreading throughout my body is unbearable. A single word crosses my mind.

Shit.

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sooooo what did you guys think??

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