Stubborn Love.

Chapter 120

Chapter 120

Kelsey

I know what I'm doing is completely wrong but I can't help myself, I just have to kiss him. Having him here with me in my room, smelling his cologne and then the way he looks at me is simply too much. I can't control myself. That he has his hand placed on the small of my back simply gives me the rest. "Before you go, I have to kiss you one last time." I whisper and climb onto his lap.

He keeps quiet and continues staring at me, watching every single one of my moves. I feel a bit intimidated but when he gives me warm smile, I know that I can go ahead and do what I have been wanting to do since the second we walked into the house.

I place my arms around his neck and press my upper body against his chest so he falls onto the bed and lands on his back. I, on the other hand, am still sitting on top of him and bring my hands to his hair before I tug on it. I need him so badly. If we only had more time, I would start undressing him right away and might sleep with him.

"I like the view." He smirks. Seeing him so happy makes me happy.

"I can say the same." I wink and lean forward.

At first the kiss is slow and I'm holding myself back but when I part my lips and his tongue slides through them, it gets more heated. I missed him so freaking much. After a few seconds, I notice Niall's hands travelling under my shirt. His fingertips are ice-cold and a shiver runs down my spine.

I bite his bottom lip and give as much passion in the kiss as I can. Feeling his hands on my skin is the best thing ever and I could do this for the rest my life, and by this I mean letting him own me completely. We're interrupted by his phone going off in the pockets of my jeans. "Fuck it." I curse under my breath and start fumbling on his belt. I don't want us to end, not now not ever but I know there's no other option than letting him go.

"You're so beautiful." He whispers and starts sucking the spot right under my earlobe.

I giggle when I feel his teeth on my skin right there on the side of my neck. I love when he does that. I love everything he does to me. He's so gentle and knows exactly what he is doing.

I feel his phone vibrating once again and free myself out of his grip.

"You have to go, don't you?" I sigh and he nods.

"Yes. I bet they're already waiting." He tells me and get up from him and bring my shirt back into its former position.

"Okay." I mumble. I don't want him to leave. Me.

"When will I see you again?" He asks and gets up as well, so we're both stood in front of the bed.

"I don't know." I reply honestly. I really have no idea when we will meet up again. "I think we both need time to work out some stuff and our friendship."

"Yeah, exactly. Our friendship." He huffs and rolls his eyes. I feel that he doesn't like my idea of only being friends but I can't be more to him at the moment. I need to have some stability, something he can't give me.

"Niall, please." I beg him and swing my arms around his torso. I don't care how desperate this must look like but I need him to understand that it's not that easy. After four months of complete silence he can't just show up and think everything is going to be okay, just like that. I am addicted to him. And yes he's my drug but I do need some distance, some time for myself and my plan.

"It's okay." He rubs my back, up and down until his hands stop in my hair.

"Call me. Just do it when you're ready to see me again. I'll be waiting." He places a peck on the top of my nose and pushes me away from him.