Eccentric (Niall Horan)

Chapter 48

Christian dropped me off at the house in a rush. He was running late for a 'date'. I believed him. At least I acted like I did. He's never been on an actually in forever. So I guess you can say this is his first.

I however am very anxious and actually quite excited that I'm going to have Niall stay at my place. In my room. Alone. In the night.

This is pretty risky for me but I'm glad Cassandra isn't here at the moment and forty minutes away. I don't have to worry about the boys because obviously they never really come into my room. That's how it's always been we never really do. Jason isn't a problem either. He will come during dinner time, eat, sit down watch television, then send us off to bed. He won't tuck us in except for Marco. Since he's the youngest and a mischievous eleven-year old.

"What are we going to eat?" Rob asks sitting down at the island table.

"We have leftover pizza and I'm making pasta. What do you want?" I ask turning off the stove.

"Both, I'm hungry as fuck" He says ignoring his French since he obviously only speaks it when Jason and Cass aren't home or in school.

The boys came down set the dinner table, and sat down patiently waiting for their food plates. By the time I had sat down myself the door opened and in came Jason, tired as usual.

"Hey guys, how are you?" He asks his eyes droopy.

Everyone gave him a small reply and continued eating.

"I'm sure your hungry, I'll get you a plate yeah?" I offer getting out of my seat when Jason stopped me.

"No sweetie, I'm really tired I'm going to bed. Please make sure everyone is off and in bed by ten okay?" He says and I nod. He kisses my forehead and says goodbye then leaves to head off to his bedroom.

At the table as usual the boys were their usual selfs in being disgusting but I realized again that Jacob isn't eating at much. He's playing with his food and a frown on his face. He's been acting quite strange lately and I'm afraid if I ask him what's going on he's going to get mad and wave me off. I decide to forget about since he did eat a little bit.

I set the dishes away when we're all finished. The boys cleaning the table and head to watch tv. By 9:30 their gone. Thankfully. I turn off all light before I head to my room. Looking to make sure Jason really is asleep then turn on the small light that illuminates the hallways to the entrance of the house.

I wait in bed patiently. My hands intertwined with each other on my stomach since I have the butterflies. I can hear my heartbeat through my ears and I'm beginning I sweat. I check my phone again and no messages. It's almost eleven so I guess that explains it since Niall had said he's be here by midnight. Then I remember about the air mattress we keep stored just incase.

I head down the hall, opening a storage room that no one ever goes into or even opens it and grab the blue mattress. By the time I head back to my room my phone is lot up. And the butterflies rise and I jump on my bed to check it.

*Im here*

I smile to myself and quietly run down stairs. I adjust my shirt before I open the door and slowly pull it to open making sure there are no squeaking sounds.

"Hey" I greet him and let him inside. "Don't you ever get cold?" I whisper to him since he's still wearing his tank top.

"Nah" He replies.

"Okay" I smile and look at him. There's a moment where he actually smiles, he's looking at my lips and then suddenly he looks away. His smile turning into a frown.

I sigh rubbing my wrist. Inhaling a breath I make my way upstairs. Turning around i see Niall looking at my bottom as he follows me. Blushing I look back up and continue walking. Deciding that I should have a little fun with this. I begin to sway my hips a little more with each step I take. I can hear Niall suck in a breath. Until we've reached my room.

"I got an air mattress for you" I say and move the mattress on the other side of my room, opposite where my bed is.

Closing my door I turn to look at him. Niall is looking at the mattress intently then looks at the bed then at me.

"Is there a problem?" I ask rudely.

"No uhm, do you think I can use your bathroom?" He heads towards it already so I simply nod. He closes the door behind him and I quickly change into my pajamas. A black tank top and gray sweatpants rolled at the waist.

Shortly after, Niall steps out of the bathroom. He doesn't look at me, it hurts it really does, but he's in my room.

I toss the pillows off my bed and hold on to one.

"Here" I say to Niall and toss it to him once he turns around. He doesn't catch it. Instead catches on my eyes. He looks at what I'm wearing and his jaw drops.

"Your sleeping in that?" He asks. I don't know what's wrong with what I'm wearing.

"Yeah" I breathe. "Why? Is there a problem with this?" He observes my body again, I stiffen under his gaze. I've never felt so insecure about my body then I am now. I've never really been shy.

"Don't feel uncomfortable you shouldn't be shy about your body, it's pretty freaking amazing" He comments at the end. I blush. Hard. It's these things that I like to hear him say to me.

"It's just the way your looking at me right now, I feel insecure" I admit.

"What way" He's across the room but either way when he takes a step forward my heartbeat quickens.

"The way your looking at me right now" I grab my wrist with my hand.

"It's called admiration Century" I love the way my name rolls of his lips. So seductively and hoarse, he does it on purpose. He and I both know it. He's getting closer the more he speaks. And each time he finishes his sentence he rolls his bottom lip under his top and runs his tongue over it.

"What is there to admire?" Why is it so different now then it was seven minutes ago?

"Oh where do I begin?" He takes about three small steps, and each one is in rhythm with my heartbeat. "You have a perfectly amazing body, you dance yeah?"

"Yeah" I gulp.

"Well that's what I admire. I've seen every inch of you already and each time I see your skin exposing, I can't help but stare and suck in a breath" Why can't he be more like this? At this point he's about to feet away from. The back of my knees hit the edge of my bed. He pulls his tank top of and leans forward. I sit back on my bed and he places his hands on either side of me.

"You see your flaws, but in my eyes your beauty blinds me and I'm unaware of them" His face is inches away from mine. He pulls my hair off my chest and leans in again. His teeth grazing over the skin on my neck. I close my eyes as he keeps his lips on me. He's off of me in a matter of seconds and I'm left breathless. "Goodnight"

I watch as his muscles contract with each other when he walks. I keep watching when he takes off his belt and slides his shorts off. He's wearing boxer briefs and he doesn't look at me after that. He fixes my pillow on the air mattress and lays down on it, his hand behind his head and the other over his stomach. His eyes are closed so I get up with my mouth still wide open and shut the lights off. I slide into bed right after and unclasp my bra. I pull it off and tuck it into my drawer in my nightstand. Curling myself into a ball I keep the covers over me.

This is messing up my head. Sometimes I hate Niall's guts but at the same time aI can't help but have these feelings for him. This crush I have on him is not right. I don't understand what I'm feeling but I know that I want him. And he's making it hard for me.

His actions change every time. He'll be so seductive and passionate with me and the next he'll be telling me to stay away from him. He's so confusing. So damn confusing. And I think by now I've chosen to not stop until I've figured it out. Every last bit of it. And Niall was always right. He was right since the first time he dropped me off at my house. His exact words were true:

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