FOREVER [Niall Horan] ✔

Chapter 23.

"I never knew a better sound than my name in your lips." -Bridgett Devoue

Ana's POV

"I never gave you a tour of the house," Niall says after rinsing our plates in the sink and loading it into the dishwasher. "C'mon."

He takes my hand and leads me to a hallway and up the stairs. There are 2 bedrooms, out of which one is a guest room and one is a family room that has a lofty beamed ceiling. The walls are creamy, just like how they are downstairs. The floor-to-ceiling French Windows makes it look even better. Each bedroom is connected with an ensuite which is just as huge as the room, with a bathtub and shower. His room, that we slept in last night, has the same interior like the other rooms but his room has a character. His family photos hang on the wall above the bed and his guitar on the opposite wall. His room is the biggest, with a king sized bed, a huge closet and an en suite. There are another two rooms with the same interior. The living room, downstairs, has a vaulted grated ceiling, along with French Doors. Grey couches are aligned in front of a huge TV set along with a sleek, black piano. There's a sleek kitchen island and a narrow, but spacious dining area, a window-lined office, and 2 ensuites. Outside, there's a roof deck and a large pool area connected to the office room, which I haven't seen until now.

"This is so beautiful, Niall," I shriek, after we come back to the living room, and run my hands on the piano. "Do you play?"

"Yeah. Sometimes," He says.

I stare at him for a couple of seconds, before I hear my phone beep. I look at my phone to see that there's a message from my dad, I click on the notification. The message says that they won't be able to come to meet me this weekend because Nate has a school programme. I frown a little at the message.

"What happened?"

I look up from my phone. "My Dad messaged me saying that they wouldn't be able to come to meet me this weekend." I pout.

"Baby, they'll surely come to meet you soon." Niall takes my face in his hands and kisses me on the lips until I pull away. "And anyways, you've got me."

"I need to go." I sigh, after a few minutes, not really wanting to leave him and his lips. "I gotta shower and head to work."

"You can shower here and then I'll drop you," He suggests.

"I do not have clothes here."

"I laundered your clothes from the last time you had your bath here." He smiles. I remember, it was the first time I stayed the night at his, I didn't want to wear my dirty undergarments so I just wore back my shorts and top without them, leaving them in the hamper. Niall walks to his closet and brings me back my undergarments along with one of his T-shirt. I blush slightly at the thought of him doing my laundry. He hands them to me and I turn around to walk to the bathroom, until I feel Niall's hand pull me so that my back is against his chest, his hand keeping me in place. I feel his teeth graze my earlobe and my breath starts to quicken. "Do you know how sexy you look in my T-shirt and nothing underneath, except your panties." He whispers and kisses my neck. I feel my neck and cheeks heat up and I try to pull the T-shirt further down to cover my legs. He withdraws his hands from my waist and slaps my butt, on which I squeal before I hear him walk away.

He always does this, tells me something perverted and then leaves me panting.

I take a short shower and wrap a towel around my body, before exiting the bathroom. I wear my undergarments, that Niall handed me earlier along with his T-shirt and my jeans from the night before. I tuck Niall's black T-shirt in my jeans since it was way too big for me and roll up the sleeves.