Niall & Harry Take Miami (22 Times Series)

Chapter Nine

This is a long chapter! I hope. Vote and COMMENT! Hah! iTunes leaked Midnight Memories oh and I wrote this chapter listening to Little White Lies, Something Great and Better Than Words (Niall's solo kills me when he sings 'best i ever had, hips don't lie, you make me wanna *sssss* one more night') :)

{Chapter Nine}

          "Gray suit… I really, really like it. It fits you." I hear Savannah clear her throat after she notices that her voice came out like a 'daydream talk'. I turn around and look down at my pants.

          "Do you think Daniel will get mad because I'm using his suit?" I look up at her. She's against the wall, her cheeks turning red, looking up and down at me as she bites her fingernail.

          "O-Of course not, he's a sweetheart," My self esteem increases at the way she looks at me, "but you have to take care of it."

          "Don't need to tell me that." I laugh and look at myself in the mirror. On purpose, I run my fingers through my hair and I see her reflection move in the mirror. She’s bites her lip.

          "Oh Savy close your eyes, Niall looks better than I do in that suit." Daniel enters the room with a pink and black tie, I don’t know if I should smile at that compliment.  

          "Do you want this pink tie?" He asks and I shake my head immediately.

          He bites his bottom lip, "Are you sure?"

          "Yes."

          "Alright," He puts the tie over me and I feel his breath on my face. He's breathing on my face. It’s disturbing.

          He blushes.

          "I know how to tie a tie!" I shout nervously. He backs up.

          "Ni, are you alright?" She asks walking over to me.

          "Maybe he's claustrophobic." He says quickly, "There is a pair of black shoes. I should be going, bye baby." Daniel kisses Savannah on the lips and heads out.

          "Thanks." I say but I'm late he's gone.

          "Okay I think that's all. You better get ready, before you know it it's night time." She playfully tries to kick me out.

          "Don't you want to see me model this suit?"

          She giggles, "Go ahead."

          "I have a better idea." I walk towards her, putting my forehead against hers and I open my coat, keeping a hold of it and move it up and down slowly. She holds my coat and pulls me down, our noses touching.

          "Daniel's is outside. You better not." She whispers.

          "Fine, see you tonight."

*

          When I open the hotel room, I walk inside only bumping with Liam. "Hey!" He greets and I greet back, walking past him. I wouldn't like to treat Liam like I do sometimes but I can't get the thing I have on my chest, I can't forget when he lied that he wasn’t going to make a move on Francis if I don’t. We made a bet, he lied to me, and he was dating her already. If he would have told me I wouldn't be this hurt.

          "Hi," Eleanor waves at me. I wonder why everyone's in the same room. I put the bag with the suit and shoes for tonight on the bed. I kiss Eleanor on the cheek and do the same to Francis who also said hello.

          "Niall where were you?" Francis asks, her blue eyes meeting mines.

          Should I tell her? Should I make her know I’m happy without her? She won’t even care, she never liked me…

          "With Savannah." I smile in triumph. I know Harry doesn't like her but I give him a look to help me. I know we're not dating, but she's a something to me.

          "Ah, she's hot," Harry swallows, "I think she's a keeper."

          "But she's from here and you two are already dating?" Eleanor asks, sitting on a chair next to the window.

          "I never said we were dating." I say annoyed.

          "I'm glad for you." Francis stands up and walks over to the balcony.

          "You are?" I ask.

          "Yeah, I can't wait to meet her." She turns around and says.

          Liam pats the back of my back and shows me a video he did on he's way to the hotel.


*


          Nick decided to stay at the hotel while we all went to the Miami Fashion Week. I can't take my eyes off Francis' body, she's wearing a red dress and it makes her bum look bigger. The lads and I are wearing our suits - except for Harry who's wearing a plain black-button up shirt and black ripped pants. Eleanor's wearing her sweats because she's getting ready there.

          "I thought Eleanor only had a photo shoot."

          "A photo shoot in the runway." Francis clears up. She's holding her camera and kisses Liam a goodbye when she takes a sit with the others photographers. We sit closer to the runway for a better view, the audience is dressed fancy and none of them is Savannah. I know she must be backstage working with her mum.

          I start to fidget.

          We all clap after an hour when we see the women modeling; I'm not interested in them. When Eleanor comes out with a long red dress, I take a picture of her and send it to Louis. He replies with a 'That's my girl!'

          "Niall I would like to talk to you after this." Liam says without removing his eyes off the models.

          "About what, bro?"

          "I know you hate me."

          "No I don't." I whisper back.

          He stays silent. Suddenly someone sits next to me.

          "You look bored." Savannah whispers and it takes me by surprise. She's wearing a little black dress, it's tight and ends the mid of her thighs. I'm out of breath. Her cleavage is noticeable and I want rub my face on it. She should be modeling too…

          "I was until you came. You look," I swallow, "beautiful."

          "Thank you. You look handsome. Hey do you want to go grab a bite after this?"

          "Yeah, can I ask you something?"

          "Yes what?"

          "Can I put my arm over your shoulders?" She looks so cuddly. I'm feeling the need to jerk off.

          "Please, it's cold here." She nods resting her head on my shoulders and I wrap her in my arms. Her hair smells like strawberry and she giggles of how loud I'm sniffing. She rests a hand on my thigh.

          The activity ends and Harry disappears to see Cara. I wonder if his charm will work on her… it always works. I'm with Savannah backstage playing with her fingers, we were eating snacks but we decided to talk before we go eat something together.

          "If mum sees me like this with you she's going to freak out because I'm cheating on Daniel."

          "Oh, no, you’re not cheating on him. You said you love Danny and we're friends remember?" I tease.

          Savannah smirks, "Yeah right, we're friends. Friends who want to kiss each other." She moves closer to me. “You can’t stop looking at my lips.”

          "You're quite flirty today." She nods and grabs my hand. She drags me without warning. We pass few models and I can’t stop staring at her hips as she hurries to somewhere. She opens a door to the dressing room and grabs my tie and pulls me inside.

          "I'm kind of desperate today Niall." She hesitates, closing the door behind her, "You look so... I don't know in that suit-"

          "This is so wrong." I rub my forehead.

          She rubs her leg against her other one and bits her bottom lip, "I know. I'm sorry... I shouldn't do this."

          You should. I want to.

          "Come here." I say.

          "What?"

          "Come here, Sav."

          "I..."

          “Please”

          She looks at me confused.

          "Come."

          She shyly walks towards me and when she's where I want to I grab her face and press my lips against hers. She responds back immediately, opening her mouth and wrapping her arms around my neck. I ran my fingers down her sides and sit down on the chair without interrupting the kiss and she sits on my lap.

          I lay back of the chair as she grabs my coat and pulls me closer to her. The she grabs my hands and puts them on her boobs. My eyes widen. She leans down and tries to kiss me again. “Savannah…” My dick hurts. I grab her shoulders and pull her back a bit. I know she just let me touch her… but I’m not drunk and I know what I’m doing this time. This is not me.

          "This is bad." I swallow. We can’t lose our minds.

           I take a piece of her hair and tuck it behind her ear. “You’re right.” She rests her head on my chest. We both stay there controlling our breathing.

          "I never done this with anyone not even with Daniel, we never get this intimate."

          "I never done this with anyone either."

          "Are the girls in Ireland blind or what? I mean, just look at you!" It takes all in me to not to push her on the floor and get on top of her.

          “Nah! You just like ugly people.” I say while she runs her hand down my chest. Savannah looks as lost as she does that movement. I move my finger up to her lips and trace them. There’s something wrong with her husband.

          "Please help me take this dress off!" I hear Eleanor groan and I freeze when she opens the door with Francis behind her. I feel Savannah turn her head to look at them. Francis drops her phone and Eleanor is in a shock state.

          I grab Savannah's hips and move her off me, she covers her mouth embarrassed and I'm more embarrassed than her. If Harry was here he would be patting my back or laughing his butt off.

          "Don't you knock?!" I finally yell.

          "This not a room, this is a dressing room." Eleanor laughs.

          "You must be Savannah. I'm Francine Turner, just call me Francis" Francis says trying to act normal in this awkward situation.

          Savannah leaves unexpectedly out off the dressing room. I go after her.