Temptations [Niall Horan]

Chapter 9

Ow.

My head was pounding when I woke up in the morning, my eyes closed tightly.

What happened last night?

I move a bit, catching a delectable scent.... what smelled so good? ...Wait...

What the hell is wrapped around me?

I open my eyes, my vision blurry at first until Niall's beautiful face appeared in front of me. What happened last night!? I looked around to find that we were in his bedroom, snuggled under the covers...

Fuck, tell me I didn't...

Ok, good, my clothes are still on.

Niall changed positions, pulling me closer to him. I smiled when my face met his chest, his cologne leaving me breathless. I loved the feeling of his arms around me, my body tingling with excitement. My eyes shut again, basking in this comfort I was in.

When I opened my eyes again, a pair of sparkling blue orbs were staring back at me.

"Morning," I smiled.

"You're up! How d'ya feel?" he asked, looking down at my cheek.

"Not the best... my heads throbbing," I sighed. He frowned, releasing his arms around me and getting out of bed. I watched him disappear into his bathroom, returning with a bottle of meds soon after. He got back in beside me, popping the cap and handing me a couple of pain killers.

"Take 'em... I'm surprised it's just your head that hurts to be completely honest," he smirked. I widened my eyes at his words.

"Why...?" I questioned. His face got serious, raising an eyebrow.

"Don't ya remember..?" I shook my head.

Remember what?

All we did was go to a party... what did I do?

"Oh shit. Well um... ya kinda got in a fight, with another girl. And she, um... she kinda punched ya before I could stop 'er..."

My eyes bulged from their sockets at his words, my hands immediately roaming my face. That's when I felt the bruise on my cheek, accompanied by a small gash. Niall had attempted to bandage it, but did a pretty crappy job.

"I... I... what?"

He chuckled, pulling me closer to him.

"Relax. The cut will go away in a few days," he said, peering into my eyes. I couldn't help but let my gaze wonder over his half naked body...he was beautiful, just like I remembered him. He coughed, another smirk appearing on his face.

"Like what ya see?" he chuckled. I rolled my eyes, turning on my back.

"Okay so... what exactly did I get into a fight about?" I asked, curious to know what I could've possibly done to make someone fight me. Niall went silent.

"Niall..."

He nervously laughed, laying on his back and releasing his grip on me.

"Um... well, that's a funny story actually... you see, um... you..."

"Niall, what did I do?" I asked, anxiety rising in my mind. When he wouldn't answer, I rolled over on top of him, placing my hand on his chest.

"Tell me! Now," I demanded, gritting my teeth.

"Alright, alright! Well, the girl... Um,  she kinda danced with me... and ya went to the bar and got a bit drunk, ya see... So when I finally found ya, we were dancing and you saw her with some other guy, and I guess ya got mad or somethin' so... so um... you kinda..."