maid in the am

37.

I realize that we are both still wearing our clothes from the party, as we have been preoccupied with other issues. "Hey Niall I feel nasty I am going to run and shower, can you build the base of the fort while I do, and then you can shower if you want and I'll put the finishing touches on it" I grin at him as I propose this idea. He gives me a sly smile and suggestively jokes, "Maybe, I should just take one at the same time" he winks as he teases me. I giggle, not wanting to let him know how much his words affect me, and smack his arm a bit. "I'm just joking, but there are two showers love" he adds and saunters down towards his room. God, he doesn't know how hot he is, I am convinced. I charge into my bedroom, and go to start the shower. While its warming up, I go and grab my favorite soft cotton shorts, a soft sports bra, and a tank top because I am unnaturally warm right now. I think that may just be because of my nervousness about Niall. I just need to get over this period of being uncomfortable when I am around him and just act normal again. It is just hard, especially now that he knows I like him and I know he likes me, the butterflies just wont go away. Everything we do together is a first, and its all just so perfect. I need to hurry up and get out of the shower, so I rush and hop out. I quickly get dressed, and roughly run my towel through my hair before putting it up into the towel. I look a bit ghastly, and now that Niall has said he likes me I feel a bit more obligated to look better. I moisturize with a dewy cream with a bit of shimmer, pinch my cheeks to get a flush, and curl my eyelashes up before I go out to meet him. He looks as handsome as ever, in a soft gray crew neck and matching shorts. He looks so fucking cozy and cute, his hair isn't up like it usually is because its still damp, and I cant help but smile at him. He meets me with the same giddy expression, and says, "Wow, you look rather magnificent, I really love the towel hair. It is going to be the next big thing" I scoff at him as he says this, and walk over to start our pillow fort. We both get to work, trying to build so that it can still see the tv but also has enough space to eat and be cozy. He seems to think he is better at this than he is, and his structure keeps falling down. I laugh, and build one of my own that manages to support everything we expertly drape across it. We stand back, and admire our work. Niall brings his fuzzy blankets inside, and some extra pillows. He then grabs a small lamp and threads it through a crack he left. The result is a cozy, light filled cave perfect for watching movies. He grabs my hand and pulls me into the nook with him. I snuggle in, and take the towel out of my hair. Its so cold when its wet, and I begin to shiver a bit. Niall notices, and immediately removes his shirt, much to my dismay. I gasp as I look at his bare stomach and chest. God how is he so comfortable with himself, I will never be able to be that way. "Niall you didn't have to do that, now you'll be too cold" I say before realizing that I have even opened my mouth. He blushes a little bit and responds, "Its ok Rosie, I get too warm anyway, plus I have a feeling you'll look extra cute wearing my clothes" he says with an edge in his voice that I haven't heard before. If I am not mistake it almost sounds like desire, but I quickly dismiss the thought. He may like me, but I can't imagine that he would want me in that way. "Thank you, its very comfortable" I say as I lift it over my head. It smells like him, and is still warm from his skin. The feeling of the clearly expensive material and the smell overwhelm my senses, and I am transported into a euphoric personal oasis for a second. Niall wraps his arms around me, and I rest my now burning face onto his exposed chest. I may have been cold before, but now I am practically sweating due to my proximity to this beautiful man. His steady breathing lulls me into a trance while he picks the movie. "Would it be totally cheesy to watch a romcom with you right now?" he questions, pulling me out of my trance. I turn my lips up a bit at his cute choice and reply, "Not at all, whatever you want since I picked last time we watched a movie together." I am transported back to the first movie we watched together, the first night we kissed. It seems like ages ago, but in reality it hasn't been very long at all. I was so stunned when he pulled me into his arms, and I thought he didn't mean it. Obviously he did however, and now we are cuddling in the living room. My heart swells at the idea of us being together, but also remembering how beautiful our first kiss truly was. Niall has set up Letters to Juliet, one of my personal favorites, and looks over to me. "What are you thinking about?" he asks, clearly seeing that there's something going on in my brain. "Oh nothing, just about how I am thankful that you made the first move when you did, because the moment was beautiful and I am a coward and definitely never would have done that" I respond rather nonchalantly. He beams saying, "Oh good I am glad, I was so scared to do it, but you're right that night was beautiful," he pauses and leans closer to me, "and you're beautiful too" he whispers before planting his lips onto mine. The tender kiss lasts for a minute, before he pulls me closer and becomes more forceful. I snake my hands into his hair, and he nibbles on my bottom lip. We are interrupted once again, this time by the blare of the doorbell. We both freeze before he says, "Do you mind getting it? I am not particularly decent right now." I look at his flushed face, and if I am not mistaken I think he may mean more than just his lack of shirt being indecent. I blush, and scurry over to answer the door. Again, Travis the pizza guy is delivering, and his eyes bug out when he sees me. I then realize that I am pretty scantily clad myself, and it looks like I am just wearing Niall's shirt. "Well well well, you're still living here huh?" he taunts, in a rather venomous way. "Well yeah, its my job Travis, I live on site for privacy reasons" I spit back, I don't know why I am being defensive but he is kind of being an asshole. He is about to hand me the receipt, but pulls it back. "Sorry, it looks like someone else's name is on the card Rose, they're going to have to sign for it. For privacy reasons of course" he says mockingly, and I am getting pissed off. What is with him? Is he jealous that I fucking live here now, or is it the fact that he has always had a crush on me and I never reciprocated. Whatever it is, its annoying, and I say back, "Fine." Then call for Niall to join me at the door, "Hey Ni, he wont let me sign for it because you used your card, can you get in here?" I say in a sweet tone, partially to piss of stupid Travis, but also because I feel bad for making Niall come over here when he specifically asked not to. Also, I called him "Ni" I have no idea where that came from, but it slipped off my tongue rather easily. I tap my foot and act annoyed instead of making small talk with Travis, and wait for my boyfriend? Well, not really, I guess we haven't really talked about that but it seems thats what he wants. Just like that, he appears in front of me. There is a thin sheen of sweat over his body, making him shine like a literal god, and his hair is disheveled from my hands. He has a slight flush to his face, and it is pretty evident that our clothing is a set. Whoops, this is a bit awkward but at this point I don't fucking care because I am mad at this stupid guy that thought he had a chance with me but never actually did. Honestly, I am glad he is seeing this, maybe he will finally leave me alone. Niall pulls his wallet out of his pocket and shows Travis the card then signs for the pizza. Travis hands it over, but as soon as he does he blurts out, "Jesus Rose, I thought you were better than this! Sleeping your way to the top? I expected more from you, but I guess not. You're nothing more than a common whore, I thought you were actually sweet and that we could've had something good, but apparently I am not good enough for you!" he is yelling by the time he finishes, and I stand there shocked. I am fucking incensed by his words, and my odious temper rears its head. "How dare you accuse me of that?! I have worked hard my whole fucking life, how dare you judge me and my personal life? You are just upset that you could never have me, and its not because you aren't rich. Its because you're a fucking creepy asshole that gives me a bad gut feeling! Now, you get out of here and let me and my boyfriend, who liked me first and pursued me by the way, have a nice night in! Get out of my sight!" I scream at him, while Niall pulls me back and puts himself between Travis and me. He glares at Travis, gives him a $20 tip and slams and locks the door, setting the alarm behind us. I am still enraged, my chest is heaving and I am sweating. I rip Niall's shirt off of my body and try to calm down. He sets the pizza box on the coffee table, and comes over to calm me down. He pulls me in for a tight hug, and whispers right in my ear, "Shhh, its ok Rosie, I am sorry he said that about you, I know it isn't true. You don't need to worry about it, I do not think that" he reassures me. Thank god he feels that way. I respond back, "I know, I just cannot believe the audacity of that guy, like I barely know him I just remember him and talk to him because I am nice and he always used to deliver my pizzas but he's creepy and like I never ever ever even gave him the slightest inclination that I would want to be with him I have no idea what he thought me being polite meant, but it definitely wasn't that I wanted to date him." He looks at me with amusement in his eyes, and starts laughing. "You know, you're really hot when you're angry" he says and winks at me, before continuing "also I am glad that you called me your boyfriend, I was just about to ask you that." He looks down shyly, then back up batting his eyelashes at me and saying, "Rosie, my delicate petal, since those pictures happened and everything in the past few days that has happened, I was wondering if you would be my girlfriend officially?" My breath hitches in my throat, and I cannot believe that he is asking me this. My horrible evening has been turned around just like that. I respond, "Of course I will, you're perfect" before kissing him on the cheek. He laughs giddily and we make our way back over to our fort. We eat our pizza and watch the remainder of the movie. Niall's phone rings at around 8:30, and he answers. It is pretty clear who it is by the volume of the call; Mel and Harry. They have invited us to a dinner party for tomorrow night, and we both agree that we will be there. We decide to watch another movie, since it is still pretty early in the night. We settle on Creed because we both like the movie, and its already on tv. I am glad with how this day has turned out, and find my self drifting off on Niall's chest.