Breathe Me // n.horan au *Completed*

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20th November, 2014

Thunder rumbled and shook the walls of the bathroom as soon as I stepped out of the shower. I dried off my body and wrapped the fluffy towel around my hips. Lately, the weather in Ireland was always like this. Gloomy and stormy. But I loved it more than I did before. It was the perfect cuddle weather and I finally had someone to cuddle with.

Aisling and I weren't exactly together but we've been sharing sweet kisses, and cuddles, and giggles, and flirtatious whispers with each other since our day long event of getting rid of all sexual tension between us. Which we did manage to get rid of. It just left us to be really sweet and touchy feely with each other. But who was complaining besides Irena and Zayn? Not me, that's for sure.

I entered my bedroom and let the cool air nip at my skin. Goosebumps arose up and down my body, causing me to shiver. I quickly made my way towards the closet, pulling out a pair of dark skinny jeans and a black jumper. After putting on my clothes, I rubbed my hand and made my way downstairs.

I helped the kitchen staff set up the dining table with breakfast, waltzing with the older woman who was in charge of cooking. She reminded me of my mother and I enjoyed having a little bit of fun with her. She enjoyed it, too. She told me that her son passed away at the age of nineteen due to drug abuse but he always waltzed in the kitchen with her.

She'd always smack my chest and laugh, whispering, "Silly boy."

I gave her a hug and went to sit down at the table, waiting for my friends to come down.

"Niall?" Aisling sang, poking her head into the dining room, "there you are!"

I stood up and went to hug her, "I'm right here, love."

"You weren't in your room when I went to grab you," she pulled back and pouted, "my good morning kiss has been delayed."

"Well, let us not delay it any further." I smiled, leaning down to press my lips against hers. Zayn and Irena wolf whistled and I threw my arms up in celebration. Aisling laughed against my lips and pulled back. "That was a very short kiss, missy."

"Boo-hoo." She winked, kissing my cheek. Aisling grabbed my hand and led me to the table, where the two lovebirds had already started eating. "Can we have a cuddle day today?"

"Ais, we've been having cuddle days for almost a week." I chuckled.

"Your point?" She retorted.

"Niall, don't complain about cuddles," Irena winked, "everyone knows you'd rather cuddle than actually work."

"This is true." I snorted.

"But we also know what else you'd rather do than cuddling." Zayn waggled his eyebrows at us.

"Shut up, baby brother-to-be." Aisling glared. "I could say the same about you idiots."

"Hey! No name calling!" He whined.

"You two are actually children. Irena, we're intimately seeing children. Do you think we could get arrested?" I chuckled.

"Not if we tell the police that you and I are seeing each other. Seeing as we're the only ones who are acting our age." She muttered, a smirk plastered on her face.

"Sounds like a plan."

"Excuse you. This is my girlfriend." Zayn shot, putting his arm around Irena.

"Yeah, Irena," she said, putting her arm over my shoulders, "excuse you, this is my--" Aisling cut herself off, causing everyone to cough awkwardly. I looked at my hands and tried not to let a sad sigh escape my lips. "This is my Niall, okay? He's mine, not yours."