Unsolved Mysteries *stopped*

14.2 Sunday

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I'm reluctant when Niall pulls back eventually. He doesn't remove his arms from around me, but instead locks eyes with me. A playful smirk is covering his pink lips, but i notice an unsure look in his eyes.

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He rests his forehead against mine and my breathing hitches.

"So...everything is alright again?"

He asks softly.

My still unstable breathing completely stops now and my body shivers with delight at how close we are.

"Yes. I think so." I whisper.

Although we still have lots to discuss, i guess basically we're back to where we were before i found out about the bet. If not further.

My eyes dart from Niall's eyes to his lips and back. His smirk tells me he noticed, so when he moves his head slightly and his lips crash onto mine within seconds, I'm not really surprised.

I've gotten used to the cautious kisses we shared before, so this kiss completely knocks me off my socks. The kiss is passionate and filled with longing. Niall's hands slide down to my thighs, then my bum. A firework erupts in my stomach and i feel like lightning is shooting through me.

Niall pushes me closer to him and i can feel his manlyhood. I haven't experienced something like this ever. Normally, i would've probably pushed Niall off me, but i feel a pull in my abdomen and can't stop. I feel weightless, kind of like drifting around space.  Niall's hands now move under my dress to caress my thighs even more and I moan into the kiss. Where his fingers dig into my flesh, goosebumps form. What is going on with me? My conscience tells me to stop, that this is going too fast and too far, but i don't stop. Even though i know this is wrong, it feels so right. My throat is killing me, because i don't breath, but i don't mind.

Suddenly I'm pushed into the wall. I didn't even notice we were moving. Breathless, I pull back and immediately feel my throat stinging in pain. Niall's now swollen lips cover mine again as quickly as possible though, leaving me with hardly any time to catch my breath. Fingers are stroking me everywhere, so i let my hands glide down to Niall's bare stomach while deepening the kiss. Now it's his time to moan. In reply his hands glide further up my thighs, reaching my panties and starting to pull them down.

In that moment, my brains take over. I push Niall away from me and inhale deeply. He takes a step back, also catching his breath and by the pace his cheeks redden, i realize that he knows his actions were inappropriate as well.

Not able to form any words for what just happened between us, i stand at the wall, mustering Niall taking his nervous-pose. With his hand scratching his neck and his elbow stuck up, he doesn't meet my gaze.

"S-Sorry. I didn't mean to..."

"It's fine. Really."

I wave my hand, indicating i don't really mind. This is just as much my fault as his. I knew from the start that this wasn't supposed to go as far as it did, but i didn't stop. I didn't even try.

I'm surprised at my strong feelings towards Niall. He arouses needs in me that i haven't yet felt. Mentally as well as physically. How is that even possible?

"No, it's not. I shouldn't have-"

Niall doesn't let go of the topic, so i quickly interrupt:

"Was it a mistake?"

"What?"

"Do you think what happened just now was a mistake?" I repeat.

"No, of course not. But-"