Eccentric (Niall Horan)

Chapter 28

Confusing is just another way of making you want to understand.

His words have repeated and repeated over and over again, echoing in the back of my head. By the way he looks at me, I know he is thinking of it too. His fingers brush my breast, my nipples going hard and suddenly I feel this type of liquid running through my panties.

Did I just wet myself?

Niall's hand tightens on my waist, his fingers trying to find its way under my shirt. Something presses itself against my back that only causes Niall to gently push me off of him, but quick enough so that I am not able see his blushing cheeks in embarrassment.

"Century?" Someone waves a hand in front of my face. Blinking a couple of times I adjust my vision and notice Louis. "You okay?"

"Uhm" I look behind me. Niall is looking embarrassed down at the floor with his hand on the railing and everyone else is behind him looking up at me.

I just felt Niall's erection flick against my lower back.

"Yeah, just slipped" I smile pushing my hair back. I really do wish that everyone wouldn't have their eyes on me right now.

"Next time take ahold of the fucking railing, will you?" As much as it sounds as a command I know he really just is asking me. Though I don't miss Niall holding onto his pants gripping the space between his legs tightly as he skims my shoulder and makes his way up the stairs.

Louis looks at me giving me a 'just ignore him' face. I shrug my shoulders and continue my walk. And this time I do as Niall says and hold on to the railing.

Once in the kitchen, I show them where the glasses are set in which I also inform are to high for me to reach.

"Niall get them down, will you?" Giselle nudges Niall's shoulder in the same matter of tone he used with me. I can tell she is trying to provoke him.

"Oh no!" Daniel/Danny laughs waving his hand back and forth indicating his no for an answer. "Niall is never delicate, with anything" For some reason his comment makes me shudder.

"The fuck you talking 'bout?" Niall furrows his eyebrows only making Daniel/Danny laugh out loud and grip onto his stomach.

"Niall those glasses must be some expensive shit, you drop or break one you gotta pay for that motherfucker" Niall simply rolls his eyes and pulls out his middle finger to him. "If you want to help, then help Century get them down from there" Niall scoffs but grabs a chair and abruptly sets it down in front of me.

I take my time to count everyone in the room that would like a drink and when my eyes find Niall's, he's staring right back at me. His face emotionless and his breathing increasing. He's standing in front of me close and with just his eyes he's cornering me.

Slowly I take a step on the chair, just at the moment someone pushes Niall. He barely moves an inch but he turns around and meets with a smirking Harry. It's revenge, all of us know it. Though Niall took it better than Harry did, Niall seemed almost grateful. He takes his place behind me which only makes me more nervous.

"Come on Niall, take a hold of her" Harry jokes his smirk getting wider.

Niall ignores him again, and puts his hands on his hips looking up at me. I open the cabinets then reach my leg to the counter, even with jeans I can feel Niall's cold hands behind my thigh. He's close to my butt, dangerously close but he helps me up his hand slowly and seductively sliding down my leg until it's off.

"Here" I've been trying to control my breathing, but the fact that he touched me is unnerving.

"Thought I can't be delicate" Niall snaps at Daniel/Danny and hands him a glass I gave him.