Promise Me ||Niall Horan||

Chapter 7.

             *Monae's POV* {BEFORE EVERYONE MET UP}

   Today is just a lazy Tuesday. Well, that Is until tonight. Liam wont tell me what he has planned. Which is pissing me off, but how can I stay pissed off at David Beckham's look alike? He was sitting at the other end of the couch. The TV was on low volume and as well as the lights. He was staring at me. He stayed like that until he slowly crawled ontop of me and fiercely attacked my lips. His cold hand slid up my shirt, resting on my hip. Our heated make out session was interupted by his loud phone. He groaned and moved his arm to find his phone. Our lips stayed connected though. I heard a small click then he parted, his face not far from mine.

"Hello?" His loud voice boomed.

"Yea.......ok. we'll be there in 5." He said. He hung up and dropped the phone on the floor. He once again attacked my lips.

"LIAM! We need to go..." I said.

He kissed down me cheek, to my jawline, and to my collar bone. I grabbed his face and pulled it up to mine.

"We. Need. To. Go." I say.

He rolled his eyes not moving.

"But I wanted to take you to the bedroom..." he trailed, kissing my neck again.

"Liam..." I moaned.

"I'm serious." I said.

"Mmhhmm, and so am I." He mumbled.

"Your not going anywhere till I get a little something." He mumbled yet again.

God, I love him, but he makes me mad sometimes.

I brought his face to mine and attached my lips to his hungrily. They moved in sync as I pushed him up and slammed him to the back of the couch. I straddled him.

"Mmm, feisty today?" He asked.

I nod. I moved my hands down his bare chest to his sweats. I lightly placed my hands on his length as I earned a moan. His arms snaked around my waist, pulling me closer to him.

"Ok, we can stop now. We'll finish later." He said.

I smile in victory.

"Don't wanna have to change your boxers, now would we?" I smirk. He turned a bright red and walked to the bathroom.... You can add it up right? No...ok. I walked to our room and rummaged through my closet. I found my favorite outfit. I quickly changed and Liam came in. I was in the skinny jeans and my bra.

"Thats not helping." He said, looking for something casual.

"I know." I winked.

I slipped on my shirt and scarf, then my shoes. Even in heels Liam is 3 inches taller than me. I went to the bathroom and made my hair in casual curls. My makeup is simple; a thin line of eyeliner, mascara, and natural eyeshadow.

"Ready babe?" Liam called.

"Yup!" I said, walking to the front door and we left for the mall.