Better Than Words

Chapter 10

Niall's POV

"Hey, go add some alcohol to the punch before more people come." Harry points to the kitchen. I was waiting in the living room for Bella to arrive but I might as well do it quickly so I can come back and get a better view of the front door.

As I am mixing the drinks, I see Bella walk in. She looks amazing. She turns her gaze on me and flashes me a smile. She makes her way towards me and takes a seat on one of the bar stools.

"Happy you made it!" I shout over the music. Why does the music have to be blasting?

"Yeah, I am too."

I offer her a drink and brag about how good it is.

"So Bella," she suddenly cuts me off.

"I'm sorry! I can't hear you!" She responds while pointing to her ears. I grab a chair and pull it closer to hers, a lot closer.

"As I was saying, are you enjoying the party so far?"

She looks up to meet my eyes and I can't help but stare at her beautiful jade eyes. I feel like I can stare at them forever, getting lost in them. The way she flutters her spider like eyelashes almost touching the bottom of her eyebrow, has me mesmerized. I then try to focus on what she's saying and how she moves her pink, plump lips. For some unknown reason, whenever she talks I feel the need to lean in and kiss her, to feel her lips on mine. They always seem so soft... I am tempted to confirm that they are just a supple as they look but I know I can't. Not yet.

"I just got here, but so far... Yeah, I am." She responds sounding a little nervous.

I chuckle and lift a few strands of hair away from her face and tuck it behind her ear.

"Relax, alright?" She nods.

"Oh for the love of God! Just kiss her already!" Louis' voice rang and I couldn't be happier that he said that. Without a single moment of hesitation I press my lips to hers. I hear Louis in the back round saying something but I'm too focused in her lips to care. Her lips feel so good against mine, it's like they were made to fit perfectly together. I part her lips with my tongue gradually deepening the kiss. A minute later, I pull away. I didn't want to stop but if I was going to make out with her, I want to do it in a place less crowded. Just her and I.

"That was..." I trail off and notice Bella's wide eyed gaze falls just behind me. Seconds later, Dylan comes to talk to her. That guy seriously can't stay more than 10 feet away from her. While I finish my drink they exchange an awkward conversation and before I even realize it, he has left and melted into the crowd.

"Sorry, I don't know what he is doing here." She says. So he didn't come with her?

"Oh it's fine. You two have been friends for a long time?"

"Yeah we have... we are pretty close." She replies while taking a sip from her drink. I can tell she doesn't want to talk about him right now so I change the subject.

"Do you like to dance?"

"Yeah, I don't mind dancing." She giggles, which makes me want to hear it a lot more tonight.

I stand up and take her hand in mine. I lead the way to the living room where the music is playing. With each song she loosens up, and gets more comfortable with the rhythm of the music. The way she moves her hips, moving them perfectly to the beat of the music, makes me want to feel her body closer to mine. I step closer to her and she reaches up and grasps my hair in her tiny fists, teasing me. I pull her body closer which causes our bodies to touch. We dance for a couple more songs before she starts to get tiered.