Bring It // EDITING

Chapter Thirty Two

D e l a n e y

I felt a gust of cold air blow over me, making chill bumps rise on my skin. Niall shuddered beside me, holding me closer to him

"Maybe they- Damn it, Delaney's not naked."

My eyes shot open, a group of the guys standing by the bed. Niall jolted awake, blinking his eyes repeatedly against the sunlight.

"The hell?" He grunted, throwing the duvet to the side, running after the guys in his boxers. I snorted, covering my mouth.

I stood up slowly, walking out of the room into the hall, seeing Niall wrestling with someone on the ground, another taking pictures.

"Niall, get your dick off my leg!" The guy yelled. Niall smirked and began humping his leg. I snorted, leaning against the wall.

After a while, Niall let go of him, grabbing me by the waist as he walked past, picking me up and putting me over his shoulder.

"I bet they're gonna fuck!" Someone yelled. I burned bright red as Niall slapped my bum. "And none of you are lucky like me."

"No shit, you got a bird." someone said back.

Niall walked into his room when I heard someone yell. "Oh shit, look at him!"

He closed the door, throwing me on the bed, climbing on top of me. I giggled as he laid between my legs. "You're a bit feisty in the mornings," I looked at the clock, "Or should I say afternoons."

"Well, there's a thing called morning wood that puts me in a mood every day." he said, bucking his hips a bit.

"Well, sorry. It's against my religion to do anything until Colgate is in the equation."

"And what religion is that?"

"My personal hygiene-ism. I worship the holy toothbrush, that we both need." I said, patting his chest. He laid down completely, all his weight crushing me.

"Niall!" I struggled to get out. He laughed. "Sorry what?"

"Get off me!"

"Not until I get a kiss."

"I told you it's against my religion."

"Shove that religion up someone's ass, I deserve a kiss."

I rolled my eyes. "Why do you deserve one?"

"I had to run after some pricks in me drawers."

"That was your choice."

He bounced. "C'mon baby-y-y, give daddy a little smooch."

"You're calling yourself daddy!" I giggled. He turned to me.

"Fine, you won't have to give me a kiss-"

"Thank you." I sighed. He held his finger up. "You have to call me daddy."

I coughed. "Excuse me?"

"You heard me."

"Um, I think not."

"Call me daddy from now on and I'll let you leave."

I scoffed. "I am not calling you daddy just so I can brush my teeth."

"I'll do this every morning I'm with you, don't think I won't." he threatened. I glared at him. "Niall.."

"Laney.." he mimicked. I kept my glare on him, sighing. "Niall, this is ridiculous."

"Only if you make it that way." he said, rubbing my sides. I sighed, closing my eyes.
"Please let me up...."

"I'm waiting-g-g." he sang. I felt my cheeks burn.