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12. Smooth moves, Niall.

Caitlyn's POV.

"What do you want?!" I yelled. He is coming closer to me. He always do this.

"You already know the answer, moron." He smirked while touching my shoulder.

"I said I don't! I-I never want a dumbass dick like you! Get off of me, fucker!" I yelled, pushing him.

"I know you want this. Come on, don't a bitch!" He slapped my face. What the? My blood boils as I pushed him and fell on the ground.

"I said I never want you! First of all, this relationship is just a bet! I don't love you and you do the same. We only do this because of a damn bet! I agree that we can do PDA, but sex?! No fucking way! You are crossing the line! Are you out of your mind?!" I yelled to his face, anger flushed to my face. What the fuck is wrong with him? He fucked different girls every night and.. he want to try me? He's not contented?! Urgh. He didn't say anything as he smirked and stand up. He came closer to me and whispered; "You can run but you can never hide."

I opened my eyes, breath heavily and wiped the sweat on my forehead using my hand. I looked up the ceiling and it's still dark. I looked at the neon clock beside the nightstand, it reads.. it's only 4:16 a.m. in the morning. Thank god it was only a nightmare.

Robbie, my ex-boyfriend. I dreamed about him. Fuck not a dream, a nightmare. He became my boyfriend when I was in high school because of a damn bet. They force me to do that thing because I kinda 'popular' that time. They threaten me that they'll make a rumor about me or whatever they wanted to do, so I gave in. Robbie Reyes, my half filipino-american nerd classmate, they chose him. We talked about it and he agreed.

Two months later, he changed. He became a campus badboy. Every slut in my school wants him so he played with them, every night different girl. He fucked all of the sluts in my school except for me and Abby, my bestfriend.

But one day, someone told him to try me. Everyday he begged and forced me but I screw it.. until one day, I broke up with him. I never loved nor want him. He's a dick and I'm so young to have sex with someone I don't love. After I broke up with him, he made up some rumors and shitty things about me which I didn't expect.

All of my classmates and the whole school, I think, bullied me. Everyday, they laughed at me until my popularity fade.. that was Robbie's fault.

I shook my head and again, I looked at the time it's already 5:06. I turned around and I saw Niall sleeping peacefully, one of his hands was on my waist. I didn't feel nor notice that. I level my face to his face and I started to think.

Why did Barbara broke up with him? He's so close to perfection. Maybe he doesn't treat Barbara right? What? No, Niall is not that kind of guy. I felt sorry for him... I hope he's okay. I hope he would move on. I wish that he'll find the right girl for him and I wish that was me.

What if I'll confess? Maybe we'll end up together? Maybe he'll just laugh at me? Or maybe he'll avoid me. I don't know, I'll just go with the flow and... Why did he stormed out yesterday? Maybe he's jealous because I'm with Harry? Maybe he likes me? Nah, don't assume Caity.

He's a popstar and you're just no one here so shut up. I cupped his cheek and smile. "I think I already love you." And with that, I burried my face to his chest and drifted to sleep.

My eyes fluttered open as I heard a loud noise. I looked at the neon clock and it reads 12:09 in the afternoon. Holy shit. I looked at the bathroom door as I heard it creak, Niall. "Ow. I'm so sorry did I wake you up? The razor fell from the ground an-"

"It's okay, Niall. Besides it's already afternoon, I have to wake up." I interrupted him as I lean my back to the headboard. He smiled and went to his closet to get his clothes. He was only wearing a towel around his torso. I keep my eyes on him as he slowly pulled down the towel around him and he revealed his boxers.

Niall Horan standing infront of me only wearing boxers...again. I admit, the first time I saw him in boxers while we're on the tour bus, I liked it. I just pretend that I was shocked and looked away because Harry was there.

"Haven't your parents ever told you it's not nice to stare?" He smirked and playfully winked at me. He caught me looking at him! Shit.

"I-I shouldn't have done t-that, so-sorry." I stuttered and looked away.

"Oi! She's blushing!" He teased me as he wear his pants. I didn't respond nor bother looked at him. He came and sat next to me, shirtless. Shit, I hate this feeling. I felt embarrassed and.. I wanna run and hide.

"Ow. She's blushing like a tomato." He teased me as he cupped my cheek.

"No." I spat his arm and looked away.

"I know I'm sexy. You can't resist me because I'm hot." He whispered with a seductive voice. Don't make this hard Niall.

"Get away!" I yelled playfully while I punch his chest.

"Ouch! That hurts! Did you know that it's rude to punch a Prince like me? Therefore, I'll give you punishment!" He threaten and he started to.. Oh my god.

"Stop... tickling... me... you... idiot.." I moved here and there until we ended up him on top of me.

He's lifting on top of me supporting by his two hands, we are now face to face. I felt my world stops for a while, I felt the butterflies inside my stomach. The way he touch nor contact with me, it became more stronger than ever. The air inside this room became silent and dumb. My eyes looking at his blue ones, he raised his eyebrow and I nodded. He was about to lean in until...

"Oh my god. I knocked several times and thank God I have a spare key to this room or else I will take forever to ope-WHAT THE FUCK?!" Louis interrupted us, blinking. He was standing behind the door while both of his hands are on his back. "No that's not what you thi-"

"I understand, no more explanation." He creepily smiled and... excited?

"Wha the-"

"I just wanted to say that Paul called us and he'll pick us up at 4:00 so you still have time to.. you know." He smirked while he tilt his head as he say the word 'you know."

"You don't underst-"

"Use protection mate, bye." He winked at Niall and closed the door. I looked at Niall, suprisingly, we didn't change our position. He looked worried and I bursts out laughing. He stand up from his position and sat at the edge of the bed. He looked down, I sat next to him and hugged him. "Why?" I hugged him tight. I don't know but I'm getting used to hugging him. Our skin touch and I felt goosebumps.

"You're laughing at me." He frown.

"No, I'm not. I'm laughing at Louis." I protested and I lift up his chin up facing me.

"Hmp." He hummed and looked away.

"Ow. You're mad at me again." I removed my hands over him and looked down. We stay silent for a moment and when I was about to get up to take a shower, he grabbed my hand and we faced each other.. our faces are so close. Too close. He looked at my eyes ones again but before I knew it, he kissed my cheek. What? What was that for? Oh my. I felt my cheeks flushed red. "Just take a shower, baby." He whispered and it gives shivers to my body. "O-okay." I quickly grabbed my clothes and directly went to the bathroom. Before I close the door, I glanced at him and he was smiling while looking at the floor. What the... I mean, why did he kissed me at the first place? Why is he being playful? What is his problem? Why did he call me baby? Maybe.. nevermind. I caught myself smiling as I closed the door.