Niall & Harry Take Miami (22 Times Series)

Chapter Twenty Two

Saying "I do" to a man who has been lying without caring how much could destroy a life is the reason why I did that. Here I am, not regretting what I did and walk back inside, up to her bedroom where she's wrapped in a black towel. She creases her eyebrows at me and I audibly swallow, looking at the wall next to me.

"Where were you? Did the limousine arrive?"

She has no clue.

That made my shoulders relax as I sit down in her bed, avoiding her gaze but she doesn't seem to notice it.

"Eh, I was outside to check if it arrived, I thought I heard something."

"Oh," She sighs and sits down next to me, "I don't know what to do. Should I go? He told me he wanted me to dress sexy and I don't want to, he probably wants to make love and I just don't want that with him anymore."

"You should definitely go." I try to hide my sly smile, and she looks up at me confused, "If you don't he'll start worrying and getting suspicious."

"But what if he tries something sexual?"

"Make up an excuse," I say, "It's easy, ask me to kiss you."

"Kiss me?"

"No, I didn't brush my teeth," I tell her, and she laughs, "You see? It's that easy, you just have to come up with something smart."

"Fine, but we have to catch up with a lot of stuffs you know?" She wraps her arms around my neck and I lean back, pulling her with me as she presses her lips against mine.

"Yeah," I feel my cheeks heat and it takes everything in me to not turn us around and take her towel off of her body. "But, we have to first know more about each other. We're going too fast and I know it's because I'm leaving in a few days and we haven't finished what we started that night we met, but I just want to take everything how it's supposed to." I explain while she sits back up and nods, and I add, "I am crazed for you though." She smiles.

"I know," She crinkled her eyes as she grins, "I have that magic on you."

"That addicting magic." I kiss her cheek.

"I'm going to get ready before I ask you to take me right here on my bed."

I know she's only joking because we are way to far for sex even though when a touch burns our skin we need to get under the covers immediately, but after all, I'm not that man, she's not that woman. I don't want to turn into someone who fucks after meeting a girl a week ago.

We talk while she dresses up and I cover my eyes while she does. She talks about her favorite song that came out a month ago, about her dreams and beliefs. We ended up laughing about my fake tattoos Harry made me get. We talked about her tattoo of a rose and its meaning, apparently it has no meaning. It's just a red rose.

She curls her hair and apply too much make-up for my liking. Her lipgloss falls to the floor next to her leg.

"Can you get that for me?"

"Alright."

I have nothing else to do but to stare at her while she gets ready for a 'date' that she isn't even going to go. It's a very rude part of me doing this but I can't help it. Instead of Daniel walking through that door, asking why she didn't go, Savannah is going to ask him why did he lie about sending a limousine. He'll probably come up with an excuse saying he did send a limousine, and that's the truth. If he wants to ruin Savannah's life, I will ruin his - and I know, if this doesn't turns out how it supposed to that arse of Daniel will act innocent while she'll think I'm the one with the problem.

I kneel and look up to her soft looking leg, and she turns her body so her legs are in front of me.

"Niall?"