Temptations [Niall Horan]

Chapter 19

----Niall's POV----

"So they were just, doin' it...There?" I asked, a hint of amusement in my voice.

I watched as Ronnie covered her face with her hands, groaning into them.

"Ugh, yes. Right there, under the covers! I wanted to die, Niall... I didn't need to know what they did in their spare time, but oh god, now I do!" she whined, shaking her head. I laughed, rubbing her arm.

"Aw babe, it's not that bad! I mean, that's how ya show someone ya love em' is when ya-"

"I know how it works, I know how it works, just... Please, I don't want to talk about it! I already know I'm going to be having nightmares for weeks," she groaned. I chuckled, rolling my eyes. Girls were so dramatic. I don't know how I was able to put up with it...

"Alright, alright, babe calm down. Get some sleep! Tomorrow's Saturday, so you're welcome to sleep in as late as ya want," I sighed, kissing the top of her head. I got up off the couch, watching as she hunkered down into the soft confines of the pillows I'd carefully laid around her.

"Are ya sure ya don't want to sleep in my bed? I can take the couch?" I offered.

When Ronnie said she wanted to sleepover, I was thrilled. And she had no idea how much I wanted to sleep with her... but respecting her wishes, I decided I'd better wait for when she was ready to move onto something like that. Of course it was another problem for me when she realized half way here that she didn't have any clothes to change into... so I'd leant her a pair of boxers and one of my t-shirts to sleep in. What's the problem you might ask?

The problem was that she looked insanely fucking hot in my clothes.

The shirt was way too big for her, almost reaching her knees, completely covering my boxers. It was almost like she wasn't wearing any pants at all, which nearly made me attack her then and there... but I kept my cool.

Barely.

"Ya, I'm sure! You've already gone to the trouble of making me comfortable here, so I'm fine," she said a moment laer, laying her head on the pillow. I nodded, walking towards my bedroom.

"I love ya," I murmured, stopping at the door.

"I love you more!" she sang, a smile spreading across her beautiful face. I turned out the lights, heading into my bedroom. A heavy sigh fell past my lips as I sat down on the bed, slipping off my shirt.

I fished through my pockets, emptying out my phone, wallet, and pocket knife. When those were all situated on my nightstand, I slid my shorts off, leaving me in my boxers. I stretched my arms, popping my back before I crawled under my covers. Tonight had been amazing...

Especially that make out session in the park.

I hadn't been expecting that. But I kinda liked it... an adventurous side to Ronnie.

It was sexy. If she was like that when she was riled up, then what was she like in bed?

Niall stop it, that's sick.

I sighed, getting comfortable before leaning over and turning out the light.

----------Ronnie's POV---------

Tick.

Tick.

Tick.

Tick.

I listened to the clock on the wall as the minutes passed. I was bored... And cold.

Freezing, actually.