Sexting Niall Horan

Chapter 9

"You have to do something for me first..." He nods and steps closer to me. What the hell am I doing? He would send those fans DMs anyways, right? of course he would...

"Wait... would you send some fans DMs and follow them? Along with your other band mates?" Please say you would. I don't even know why I brought up me in sexy Lingerie.

"I'll answer you while you're in that bra and underwear." Fuck.

I sigh and nod in agreement. "Fine, but you'll have to get me a little drunk first because I'm not just going to do that while I'm sober."

"Things could escalate if we're both drunk." He reminds me.

"Don't drink. Let me drink. Are we still up for dinner with you and your band mates and with Camary?"

"Yeah sure." He turns around and looks around for his friends. "Over here!" Zayn? I think shouts from across the almost empty mall. He's standing with Harry and Camary by the yogurt stand. Why is no one here today?

"Do you have anymore friends you could bring? Zayn has a fiancé, and Louis has a girlfriend... Liam has a hook up but that basically is all she is." His tongue runs over his bottom lip. Why are you so damn hot?!

Every time I see him I just want to grab his face and make out with him I don't know. I sound crazy but who wouldn't? I mean look at him. He's fit, he's tan, he has beautiful eyes. His hair is just... So... I don't even have a word to describe his hair. He's tall, he has style in his clothing. I could write a book about everything that is so attractive about him.

"Ella?" His voice snaps me out of my thoughts. I hadn't realized how long I was staring at me.

"Fantasizing about me?" He smirks and stuffs his hands in his jean pockets.

"No" I lie and push him. He laughs and shakes his head.

"So do you have a friend other than Armony that you can bring?" No. I don't have any friends other than Camary.

"No... I'll ask Armony if she has a friend to bring, but I have none... I just moved here remember?" He nods.

"Let's go over there." He points to Zayn, Harry, and Armony.

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It's 6:00pm and Camary and I are on our way to restaurant we were going to meet at. Niall texted me the directions and told me to wear something elegant. I had to borrow some of camarys clothes because I didn't even get anything at the mall except those undergarments. I'm wearing a black cocktail dress that has no straps.
Camarys has a friend named Casey on her way to the same restaurant. I've never met this girl but hopefully she isn't a bitch like the rest of Camary's friends are.

When we arrive at the restaurant I realize how fancy it is. When I step inside my jaw nearly hits the floor. I've never seen such a fancy restaurant in my entire life span. Everything is white. Literally... Everything. Who would pick white, out of all colors, for a restaurant. Niall walks up to me and takes us to the table we are sitting at.

"Casey!" Camary squeals. She runs over to the tall blonde headed girl already seated. The middle aged adults seated around us shush us loudly. I take a seat near Niall and he can't take his eyes off of me.

"What?" I question him.

"You're... Just so... fuck." He whispers and looks in front of him.

"Thanks?" I answer yet question his comment.

Zayn and his fiancé are chatting silently to each other in front of me and Niall. She's gorgeous.

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(I skipped the dinner because I didn't want it to take so long getting to Ella and Niall (: don't be mad ily)

"I'll drive you to your apartment." Niall offers. I agree and walk out to his car.

When we arrive at my apartment Niall follows me in with a bottle of vodka.

"What are you doing?" I ask him and unlock my door.

"You need to own up to what you promised" He smirks and shakes the bottle of liquor.

"Shit" I silently whisper to myself.

"Let's just have some shots first." He says and sits on the couch. I walk into the kitchen and take out two glasses. I walk back into the living room, set down the glasses, and sit down.

Niall unscrews the cap and pours the glasses half full.

"Straight?" I ask him with wide eyes. He nods and picks up his glass. We click our glasses and drink up.

The familiar burn in my throat from alcohol soothes me for some reason.

"Another." Niall pours the glasses half full once again. I close my eyes and down the glass of strong liquor.

I've had 3 shots and things are getting blurry. I'm drunk, yet I'm sober. Does that even make since? Let's just say I have enough common since to not do anything dumb.

"I think you've had enough." Niall takes my glass away and sets it on the table.

"Whyyy? Please?" I stick my lower lip out and pout. Laughter escapes my lips.

"You're wasted." He shakes his head and screws the cap back onto the bottle.

"I want more."

"No. That's enough."

"Please? I'll do anything."

*Niall's P.O.V.*

"Please? I'll do anything." Her smile fades and she comes literally inches from my face.

"No. I can't do this." I shake my head and unscrew the top of the bottle. I chug the bottle and set it back down.

When I turn to face Ella her lips smash into mine. I can't resist her. I relax and deepen the kiss. her mouth moves
across mine slowly. I move my tongue across her lower lip and she lets it slip in. That's a first.

She's now straddling me and making my bulge grow. Ella grinds slowly on top of me. Her fingers move to my shirt. I allow her to strip it off of me. She runs her soft hands along my stomach and at the rim of my pants. At this point I'm breathing faster and I'm Horner then ever. Before I can throw her on this couch and take her, she stands up. What the fuck?

"What are you doing?" I ask her.

"I'm not going to have sex with you." she giggles. What?

"Why not?"

"That wasn't part of the plan. I was just going to run around in front of you in my bra and panties... You know... the sexy ones?" She smirks and raises her dress above her head.

Fuck. Her body... is just... fuck.
"Damn Ella." is all I can say.

She turns around and moves her hips slowly in front of me. My eyes never leave her body.

That bra and underwear she bought at Victoria Secret is really making me horny as fuck.

She leans down in front of me and kisses me against my lips. She turns back around and moves her hand to her bra clasp. Yes. Please, fuck... please. I bite down on my lower lip.
She turns back around and grabs her dress.

"Goodnight Niall, see you in the morning. You can't drive home drunk. there's a blanket in the closet and there's already a pillow on the couch. Sleep tight." With a small wave and a smirk. She walks into her bed room. What the fuck was that?

"Fuck" I say and rub my hands across my face. what a fucking tease. I'll get her back one day.