Chapter 9

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A/N: Yay chapter 9! I don't know why but I'm excited for you guys to read this chapter even though it's short, but I'm even more excited for the next chapter, which will in fact be in Niall's pov! Follow me, vote, and comment :) Enjoy!

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When we got inside, he asked if we would be having "fun" to which I replied a simple no, he knew he wasn't getting in my pants yet he still tried.

"Can't blame a guy for trying," He shrugged. "Can we at least do something maybe half as fun as what I had in mind?

"Depends, is it sexual?" I asked.

"It could be."

"It won't be."

"Okay, fair enough, let's just play truth or dare, that'd be at least half as fun as anything sexual between you and I."

Ah, truth or dare. I remember that was how I got first kiss, and I remember I really didn't want to kiss the guy because I was too scared. But of course, it ended up happening and it actually went quite well. But this wasn't 5 years ago, and Jimmy McGorn wasn't with me, about to kiss me. It was just me, me and Niall Horan, fratty soccer player, the big man on campus.

"Alright," I smirk. "You first."

He smirked right back at me. Oh, this was going to be a fun night.

"Truth or dare?"

"Truth," I smiled innocently, knowing it drove him wild since I knew he wanted me to pick dare.

"Have you ever sucked someone off?" 

I bit my lip, and he chuckled.

"Sweetheart, it's nothing. Have you done it or have you not?"

I haven't actually did that, I mean, I've only had sex. I haven't had any foreplay, ever, so when he fingered me that was the first time I had been fingered. I just didn't want him to think I was inexperienced, because then maybe he wouldn't be interested anymore.

"No." 

"Okay, that's fine." He smiled, and it was genuine. It was cute. He didn't make a rude, cocky, comment. He was completely okay with the fact I have never done that, and he believed me.

"Okay," I exhale, "Truth or dare?"

"Dare."

Of course.

"I dare you to..." I bit my lip again, for the second time this night. This was hard, what should I dare him to do? I didn't know.

He sighed, "Any day now."

I huffed, "Oh shut up, I dare you to give me your snapback, I've never had one to keep." I smirked, and he smirked back. Again.

"Of course, baby," He took it off and placed it on my head, and for some reason, I blushed again. Him calling me baby just made my stomach fill with butterflies, and him actually giving me his snapback for me to keep just made the butterflies flutter around even more.

"Thanks," I look down with a huge smile on my face, not wanting him to see the goofy excuse I had for trying to bite back my smile. But he lifted my chin up, and his eyes met mine, I thought we were going to kiss, but then he opened his mouth, then quickly shut it, and I got confused, until he let go of my chin, and opened his mouth again.

"Truth or dare?" He smiled really big, and, I can't believe I'm saying it again, but he looked really cute while doing so.

"Dare." I challenged.

"I dare you to kiss me." He breathed.

Butterflies.

And all I could do was nod.

Now when I say he pounced on me, I meant it. He literally knocked me down onto my bed, his snapback fell off my head in the process. His lips crashed onto mine, and they really moved in sync with mine. But I was finding it hard to keep up with until his tongue poked my lips, asking for entrance. I gladly accepted.

I was starting to get uncomfortable with being completely pressed down onto my mattress.

"Scooch," Kiss. "Back," Kiss. "Up." I said in between breathes, and he gladly did so, his hands quickly finding my hair as my hands fumbled around his hair, then finally went to the nape and tugged on his hair there, to which he groaned. I grinned.

"Tease," He quickly said, detaching our lips, then reattaching them again quickly.

"You love," Kiss. "It," I said in between breathes. He just smiled, and I took that as he was agreeing with me.

We finally stopped making out after what seemed like hours.

"Did you drink before you saw me? I asked, curiously.

He shook his head, "Nah, just a few sips of the cheap beer they had, " He chuckled. "They never have any good beer at their house." Then he shook his head, disapprovingly or something. "Did you?"

"Nah, I was gonna but you came over to me and David."

He nodded his head, "Cool."

And all of a sudden it felt awkward.

"Well do you wanna finish?"

"Making out?"

"No, silly, truth or dare."

"Oh, sure."

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