#205 = He dated you for a bet (Part 4)

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You looked around the dark apartment and checked the time on your phone. Though you had to blink back from the bright light that rayed into your eyes. 11:42. Right. You weren't going to wake anybody up. You were going to be ninja. Stealth was in your blood. You were as silent as the silent atmosphere around you. You were-

"(Y/N)?" A voice said behind you making you yell out and stumble forward as your nose hit the wall. You cussed under your breath holding your nose. So much for stealth. "Oh my god, are you ok?" A figure took your shoulder and his palm wrapped around your skin. The person picked up your phone and put it facing up at both of you making you wide eyed.

"N-Niall...? What the heck are you doing up at this time of night?" He chuckled and rolled his eyes.

"I could ask you the same thing." You lips formed into a pout as your cheeks heated up in embarrassment.

"Midnight snacking." You admitted as he smiled and handed you back your phone.

"Same babe." You slightly cringed from the pet name and stepped back.

"Y-yeah..." Turning away, you made your way slowly into the kitchen before opening the fridge.

"You need to get your nose fixed first (Y/N). It looks terrible."

"Oh gee thanks Niall. Now I feel much better about myself." You cringed from your burning nose as the fridge shut in front of you.

"Here. Let me take a look." Niall put a hand on your shoulder though you shrugged it off.

"No thanks." You tried to step around him in the dark though he gripped your shoulder and pushed you back. You stumbled and clung to Niall bringing him with you. Your lower back hit the kitchen bench making you groan in pain before a larger body landed on top of yours. "Ah!" You hissed.

"Are you ok?" Niall asked as you felt his breath hit your face.

"F-fine." You whispered letting go of your nose before pushing Niall back. He resisted making you become annoyed. "Niall. Move."

"In the dark? No thanks."

"Bloody move!" You growled shoving him back. He clung to you bringing you both to the floor as he grunted in pain this time.

"Fuck you're heavy!" He breathed as you went wide eyed. Your eyes slightly narrowed as you stood up and paced off silently. "(Y/N). (Y/N)?" Niall called though you ignored him. "Wait!"

You turned around the corner and felt up the wall though you heard Niall do the same behind you.

"I didn't mean it!"

"You liar! That's all you ever do towards me Niall! Lie!"

"It slipped! I was in pain!"

"Well so was I!" You yelled though a hand clamped over your mouth. Everything went silent and you looked away letting a tear slip. Niall's thumb caught it unintentionally before he cupped your face. The silence told you both you understood what the last statement was directed at.

"I didn't mean to (Y/N)."

"What? Hurt me? How could you not mean that?"

"Because..." He let out a shaky breath before it hit your face again. "If I didn't pity you then I wouldn't like you. You are very stunning and I would have liked you if I didn't put up a barrier." You kept quiet in anger before stepping back.

"Go away."

"No."

"Why not? You seemed fine before!"

"Because I've let my barrier drop!" You blinked back at his outburst before a nose touched yours. Lips suddenly pressed against yours making your breath hitch in your throat. You pulled your head back and Niall lightly panted on your face. "Do you... do you think I could actually get a real chance this time? No bet. No money. Just you and me." You kept silent before Niall snuck a peck of your lips.

"No." You growled though Niall persisted and pressed you against the wall pressing his body against yours. He chuckled lightly before putting his forehead on yours.

"12 o'clock, lunch. Be ready in something... cute." Now where have you heard that before.

"Fine Horan. But I still don't trust you." You growled before he pushed his lips onto yours though you secretly liked his lips on yours. He pulled away and kissed your cheek before stepping back.

"Then let's change that."

~ NouisHoransons_child

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