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[17] - Cupcake Kisses | draft two

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Delinquent

[17] - Cupcake Kisses

C h a r l o t t e

I brought my eyes open, but quickly shutting them again.
A toned arm was thrown loosely over my waist. I turned my body slightly, staring at the intricate tattoos on Niall's arm. I brought my hand up and started tracing them.

Every tattoo, every detail.

It was amazing, really.

There was a pair of angel wings, a heart, a lion and few other ones as well.

Niall's body started to move, and he finally lifted his head.
He squinted his big blue eyes, cracking a smile at me.

"Hey sleeping beauty," I giggled at him.

"Hey Lottie." He chuckled.

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"Hey Niall? Where are the boys?" I asked, sitting next to him on the couch.

"They went into town for the day, they made me stay because I slept in with you," He explained.

"Oh, I'm bored. Can we make cupcakes?" I asked, pouting my lips.

"Yeah, if we have any mix. Here, I'll help you look." He kissed my forehead.

We got up, making our way to the large kitchen. After poking around the cabinets and fridge, we found cupcake mix and frosting along with sprinkles. I got the dry ingredients out,while Niall got the wet ingredients out. I got the mixer out, beginning to mix the batter. Two arms wrapped around my waist, holding the mixer along with me. I turned my head, kissing Niall's jaw because I couldn't reach his cheek.

Sad, I know.

We finished mixing the batter and Niall put the dirty dishes into the sink. We put the batter into the tins and into the oven. I started to put the flour away, spilling a little but in the process.

I smirked to myself evilly.

Taking a handful of flour, I chucked it towards Niall. "You did not just go there." He smirked, grabbing the egg carton.

"Oh I did." I replied, proud of myself for throwing it at him.

Niall took an egg, throwing it at me. The gooey substance dripped into my hair and onto the floor.

"Niall!" I gasped.

That's when the war broke out.

We threw things at each other and made the kitchen a disaster.
It looked like Hurricane Katrina had touched down here.

Niall was now standing in front of me, his hands on my waist. He had sugar coating his lips. I lifted my finger, wiping it off.

"Hmm, sugary." I smiled at him, my arms going around his neck. There was comfortable silence before I did something that I've wanted to do for so long.

I kissed him.

My fingers tangled in his hair, tugging at the roots. I opened my mouth to let out a small moan, and he took the opportunity to slide his tongue into my mouth. I was not going to lie, he was an amazing kisser. His fingers pressed deeper into my skin, and I knew there would be faint indentations later on. Niall kissed my jaw, moving down to my neck while I caught my breath. He pulled away from my neck, a slight tinge of pain flowing through my veins. I rested back on my feet, not having to stand on the tip of my toes anymore. My hand rose and touched my neck, the tinge of pain flowing through again.

"Did you give me a hickey?" I whispered. He nodded, his smirk fading away, a small, but proud smile replacing it.

"What does this make us?" He asked suddenly.

"I don't know, I like you but I don't know if you like me." I blurted, immediately covering my mouth.

"Well, lucky for you. I like you too." I smiled at him.

"I don't think I'm ready for a relationship." I told him.

"I'm not either," he replied. I blew out a sigh of relief.

"How about this, we aren't dating. We'll wait til we're ready. Until then, we'll stick to kissing, cuddling and things like that. Basically a couple that isn't a couple." I offered.

"Kissing and cuddling, I'm alright with that."

N o t e

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