When Niall came back I was trembling. I went 8 hours needing to cum so badly and being restricted. He smiled at me.
"I think your lesson is learned" Niall said taking the dildo out slowly and then he untied me. "Go make me some dinner then princess."
I nodded and limped downstairs. I pulled out some chicken and some mac and cheese. I started to cook and popped some grapes in my mouth.
I season and marinated the chicken and put it in the over then started to cook the mad and cheese.
Niall came downstairs when I was done and I set his plate at the table. I didn't feel like eating chicken so I scooped some mac and cheese in a bowl and sat down. We both ate in silence and stared at each other.
"You know you're a nerd right?" Niall said smirking at me.
"I do sir." I said.
He patted my head then stood up. "Do you wanna go play golf with me Harry?"
That was the first time he's actually used my name since we first met.
"Yes sir I would love too."
He smiled at me. "Alright go put some clothes on and we will leave in 15 minutes. While we're out you can call me Niall."
I nodded and went upstairs and went through my clothes.
I put on a black top and some pink shorts. Then I fixed my hair in the mirror and grabbed some cherry lipstick. I put it on then smiled at myself.
I walked down the stairs and Niall was wearing a white polo and some black shorts, his shirt was a bit tight showing his body. He looked really hot.He was holding some bags and we went outside and got in his car. I got in the drivers.
I looked over at him. His hair looked perfect right now I just wanted to run my hands in it. It was almost fully brunette with the tips blonde and falling a bit in his face. His eyes really stood out to me. I like the blue in his eyes, it's different from Louis colour of eyes.
"Are we going or are we just staying here?"
I guess I must've been staring for a while. I pulled out the driveway and started driving to the golf course.
Oh shit, I think I'm falling for Niall.
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Stockholm Syndrome (Narry mpreg) - COMPLETED
Fanfiction"Who's this whisper telling me that I'm never gonna get away" Or Where Louis and Cordi loose Harry to a stupid bet with Mr Niall Horan