That Blonde-Haired Boy ( Niall Horan Fan Fiction )

Chapter Three.

" Let's go all the way tonight! No regrets, just love! We can dance until we die, you and I! We'll be young forever! YOU MAKE ME FEEL LIKE I'M LIVIN THE TEENAGE DREAM! THE WAY YOU TURN ME ON, I CAN'T SLEEP! LET'S RUN AWAY AND DON'T EVER LOOK BACK! " I hear a Niall sing in the shower. I moan and get up. I go to the mirror he has and use his brush to brush out my blonde hair. I hear him close the shower and he comes out, a towel wrapped around his waist. He screetches and I cover my eyes. " I DIDN'T KNOW YOU WERE UP! " He yells. I open my eyes and he squeals. He tells me to turn around and I do. I can hear him dressing and then he says I can turn back around. His hair is wet and he's dressed. I sigh. " I'm still tired.. " I whine. He comes over and picks me up, getting my feet off of the ground. I giggle.

   He pushes me against the wall and giggles as I tense. His face came closer to me, him towering over me. " I make you nervous.. " He whispered to me. I gulped and bit my lip as he slid his lips to my neck. He sucks in one spot and I swallow my pride. " Niall.. " I say as he kisses my neck. I breathe heavy as he slides my lips down to my collarbone. " Tell me how sexy I am and that I make you nervous. " He tells me. I gulp as his lips slip back to my collarbone. He lifts me up and pushes me harder against the wall. " No. " I giggle. He kisses down my arm and I breathe heavier. " I'm just gonna make you tense up even more if you don't . . . " He says. I cringe as he kisses around my fingers. I have to! Oh My God, he is making me crazy.

      " Fine! Niall, you are the sexiest man I've ever met and you make me extremely nervous, " I say. " Now will you let go of me? ". He looks to me.

   He shakes his head. " No thanks. But thanks for the compliment. You're pretty sexy yourself. " He flirted. I tried to look shocked at him and raise my eyes, smiling. He pulls me closer to him and my face gets close to his. " Hey, sexy, why don't you come on a date with me? Today? " He asks. I roll my eyes.

   " Sure, babes. Anything for you. " I say, sarcasticlly. He claps and lets go of me. I realize I have no clothes. " Hey, Nialler, where are we going for the date? " I ask. He shrugs and turns back to me from his phone. " Starbucks, and then, somewhere special with my five favorite people. " He said, winking. I roll my eyes. I needed clothes, still! " I need clothes. Let's go to my house. " I say. He nods and slips his phone in his pants. He picks me up and throws me over his shoulder. I squeal as he runs to the car. He lets go of me and I stare into his blue eyes. I mean, they're beautiful. Who couldn't love a good pair of blue eyes? A crazy person, that is. After the staring session, I jump into my car with my babe in the passenger seat, as we roll down the road, jamming to some songs.

   When I get to my house, I jump out, leaving a confused Niall. No way he thought he was coming in and watching me change. I tumbled up the stairs and went to my room. I hadn't talked to my mother at all while we were here. I hadn't been here that often. Oh well.. I change into a dress that comes above my knees. It's a strapless purple lace dress with white under it. I put on some sandals and put a bow in my hair. I loved bows. I grabbed my money from the nightstand and tumbled down the stairs, back to the car. Niall checked me out when I came outside. We drove to the Coffee place a few miles up.

   When I got out, a surprising thing happened. Niall slipped behind me and slapped my ass. I turned around at him and he was smirking. Then, a heard cameras snap and lights. " Oh, shit. " He said. He grabbed my hand as we ran in the store. The store manager was blocking off the fans and paparazzi by locking the door. There was barely any people in there so we sat at one of the tables. I looked at the ground and I felt Niall's hand. I looked up and he was holding my hand, stroking his thumb over it. " Babes, whats the matter? " He asked. I sighed and looked at the fans, screaming really innaproperiate things to Niall and saying bad things about me. " Are fans always like that, Nialler? " I ask. He sighed lightly and turn to the fans, giving me the finger. Then, they all waved at Niall.