He's Niall Horan's Son! - Discontinued

Chapter Six

Chapter Six

Paige's POV

"Paige! Breakfast!" Mom called from downstairs. I groaned and got out of bed.

"Let me get ready! I just woke up!" I screamed and shut my door. I shivered from the breeze coming from my window. That's odd. I always close my window. Must've been Mom. She likes to open my window when she cleans it.

I grabbed my towel and hopped into the shower. I took the quickest shower I could and got out. I wrapped the towel around my body and let my feet carry me to my closet. I picked out a black shirt that came up to above my belly button and had long sleeves. I grabbed a pair of white, high-waisted shorts to match with it. My feet dragged me over to my drawers that held my bras as underwear. I opened them up and gasped.

They were all gone. Except for my skimpiest bra that I owned. It was black, with nearly every part of it see through material, on top of that, it was strapless. It was one of the newer purchases after Nicky and I decided to go out of our comfort zones this summer. It was about two sizes to small since Nicky had told me it would make my boobs look bigger and more "inviting". Since I slept without a bra, I had this bra, and a thong that was similar, except instead of black, it was dark blue.

I sifted around the drawer, trying to find another pair, but all I found was a note.

"Hey babe. Sorry I took all of your (incredibly hot and sexy) bras and panties. I had to get back at you for what you did to me yesterday in the car. At least I left you one (it's my favorite). I hope you wear panties to sleep, because I took all of them. Sorry, love. xx Nico"

I huffed in annoyance at his little trick he played on me. I quickly changed into my clothes, trying my best to make the bra comfortable. It stayed uncomfortable, though. I walked into the bathroom and blowdried my hair. I applied enough makeup to make me look sexy, without trying to be.

I raced downstairs, grabbed a piece of toast, kissed Mom on the cheek an grabbed my keys. "I'll be back later. I have to visit a friend." I smiled and left while stuffing the toast in my mouth. I had tried to get out fast enough that she wouldn't noticed my boobs were practically spilling out of my bra and shirt.

I drove as fast as I could to Nico's, without getting a ticket. I slammed the car door shut and raced up to his door, knocking on it harshly. "Nico! Nico, open up!" my first pounded on the door.

"I didn't know you wanted me so bad, babe." Nico smirked, opening the door for me.

"You perv!" I screamed, as soon as he shut and bolted his door.

"Sorry, let me try that again. Hey, Paige." he smiled sticking his hand out.

"Give me my fucking clothes back, dickhead." I fumed, ignoring his out reached hand.

"I don't have you clothes. And may I say, that shirt compliments your assets very well."

"Fuck!" I yelled, glaring at him. "Fuck you!"

"I wish you would." Nico winked.

"Just give me my god damn stuff back!" I screamed at him.

"What stuff?" he asked.

"My bras! And my underwear!" I glared at him.

"So I can keep your thongs?" he smirked. He's twisting my words and I hate it.

"Fuck! Fucking fuckity fuck! Give me back every fucking thing you took." I seethed.

"Babe, calm down." Nico smiled gently.

"Calm down? You want me to calm down after you stole my clothes?"

"Look. I know you must hate me right now, but you just need to calm down. I think you're just a bit stressed. Here sit down and I'll give you a massage." He guided me over to the couch and sat me between his legs, facing away from him.

His hands began massaging my shoulders, working out all of the knots in them. I moaned as I felt the knots undo themselves.

"Eager, are we?" Nico teased. The tone in his voice made heat rush between my thighs. I groaned and squeezed my thighs together.

"That feels so good, Nico." I moaned.

"Mmmhmm." He hummed as he pressed wet kisses on my exposed neck. I moaned as he found my sweet spot, again.

His hands reached underneath my shirt and he unclasped my tight bra. I let out a breath as I felt my boobs be released. He slipped the bra away from my body and threw it on the floor of his living room.

"You're boobs seem tense, too." I heard the smirk in his voice as he told me this. I moaned as his dirty words. His large hands grabbed my boobs and began to massage them. After a few troublesome minutes, Nico removed his hands. "I think it'd be easier if I took off your shirt to gain more access and make your massage better. Don't you think?" Nico asked into my ear.

I moaned in reply and guided his hands to the hem of my shirt. He quickly and skillfully lifted my shirt above my head and moaned as he saw my boobs bounced out of my shirt.

"How big?" He mumbled against my neck, before pressing kisses against it. At first I was confused, but I finally caught on. "I won't continue unless you answer."

I whispered their size under my breath. "I'm sorry, love. What was that? I couldn't hear a thing." Nico teased. I told him a bit louder. "I'm sorry, what?" he asked. I repeated my bra size louder and louder and he continued to repeat the same question.

"Fuck, Nico. My bra size is a double D." I screamed at him so he could stop asking me to repeat it.

"Well, DD, let me make you less tense." Nico smirked against my exposed shoulder.

A/N

DOUBLE UPDATE WHAT. IDK I'M jUST FAB LIKE THAT.

xxxxxx Catttttt