Keep You Warm- Part 3

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He stood there, holding you in the moment in the middle of the hallway. Forgetting about everything else, you memorized his touch and his gentle stare. He traced the outline of your face with his finger, taking in everything about you. He closed his eyes and inhaled a breath before suddenly his eyes flew open at the sound of a ringing phone.

He smiled apologetically at you, knowing that this phone call would ruin the moment, which it did. He let your arms fall back to your sides, and immediately you felt lonely again. You felt empty at the loss of his touch. As your eyes trailed down his body, he held his phone up to his ear and you stared at his feet that were now pacing the hallway.

“I can’t,” You heard him say into the phone. He sighed with frustration and gave you a sign which meant to wait a minute and then he disappeared into his bedroom, shutting the door after him.

You licked your lips, tasting him again. Smiling with delight, you spun around on your heels and continued down the hall. You took time to observe your surroundings as much as possible, even the framed picture of Niall and his mother that hung on the wall. You stopped and smiled at the picture, running your fingers along the frame of the picture, chuckling when you notice that dust was collecting. You took another couple of steps before you came to the end of the hallway, and in front of you was a staircase. Looking to your right, you noticed a door that was closed. Out of curiosity, you grasped the knob to the door in your hands, giving it a gentle tug, only to find that the door was locked. You raised an eyebrow, but just shrugged it off while you finally made your way down the stairs.

You stopped once you got to the last step, gasping at this sight. His house was absolutely gorgeous, and you couldn’t believe that you didn’t remember this. The staircase rounded slightly at the end, and led into a giant room, that had two couches and several chairs placed in it. There was also a beautiful marble fireplace in the center of the room, and it had delicate designs carved into it. There was a huge flat screen TV hanging on the wall over the fireplace. The room even smelled nice.

You took steps along the room, amazed with how fancy it all looked until you heard Niall behind you. He cleared his throat and you quickly turned around, and his eyes were scanning over you. You folded your hands together and nervously stared at your feet. “You have a very nice house,” You mumbled.

He chuckled and a second later, he was beside you again. “Thanks, love,” He whispered. He groaned and stroked your cheek with two fingers. “I just want to touch you,” He smirked and shook his head. “That came out a little differently than I had planned,” He paused to giggle. “But it’s true; I just want to feel you close to me…all the time.”

You felt his breath on your neck, and suddenly his wet lips were connected with the sensitive skin under your ear. A quiet moan slipped from your mouth and you could feel his smirk against your skin.

You clasped your hand over your mouth, your eyes widening at the weird whale noises that were erupting from you. Niall chuckled and rested his forehead against yours. He looked into your eyes and held your hands in his.

“(Y/N),” He whispered, pressing a soft kiss to your cheek. “I know you’re hungry. I’ll go make something.”

He attempted to slide away from you, but you held him back, refusing to let go of his hands. “I’ll help,” You offered, catching up to him, still gripping onto his hands.

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