Choices (Narry) **EDITING**

Chapter Fifteen: Tease

A/N: Short and a little steamy, so if you don't like, don't read!!

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Harry shrugs his shoulders and scratches the back of his head, "She eh...she wasn't there."

I look at him dumbfounded, "She wasn't there?"

"Nope."

"I thought she was always there," I comment.

"So did I, the receptionist said she was in a meeting or something."

I can't control myself. Laughter spills from my lips as I clutch my stomach.

Harry furrows his brows, "What?"

"And here I was thinking you were going to march in there and demand to see her," I gasp out.

Harry blushes, "I was going to do that but when I got off on the top floor the receptionist said she wasn't in."

"Did you leave your name as well?" I tease.

Harry crosses his arms over his chest and huffs, "No."

"Awe, I'm just kidding babe," I grin. I wrap my arms around his neck. He sighs and he places his hands on my waist.

I pucker my lips up at him. He rolls his eyes and pecks me on the forehead.

"Real kiss," I whine.

"Can't."

"Why?" I demand, furrowing my eyebrows.

"You're cute when you do that," Harry comments, "I just woke up. Morning breath."

"I don't care."

"You will when I kiss you," Harry replies.

"Nuh-uh," I tell him.

"If you insist then," he sighs and then proceeds to give me a proper morning kiss.

"Man, you were right Harry. That morning breath is killer," I say, trying to hide my grin.

Harry blushes and opens his mouth to say something but probably decides against it because of what I just said.

"I'm just kidding babe. Go get some breakfast. I'm going to shower and then we can pack together," I tell him.

"You're such a jerk," he says, squinting his eyes at me.

"You love it," I grin, smacking his bum playfully when he turns towards the door.

He yelps in shock and places his hands over where I just hit.

"That's debatable," he tells me before leaving to get some breakfast.

I chuckle as I go to get some fresh clothes from the closet. I then head into the bathroom for a quick shower. Just as I'm about to get out, there's a knock on the door and it opens.

"Niall?"

"Yeah Harry?"

"I'm brushing my teeth."

"I'm about to get out," I complain.

"I don't mind." I can hear the smile in his voice. I roll my eyes and stay in the shower until I hear Harry leave.

I step out of the shower and yell, "Harry," when I realize that he has stolen my clothes and my towel. Now I'm standing dripping wet, completely nude, and freezing.

I hear laughter coming from the other side of my room.

I stick my head out of the door. Thank God Harry can't see the rest of me from this angle.

He's laying on the bed with his hands behind his head and he's smirking at me. My clothes and towel are folded neatly next to him.

"I believe you called my name?" he asks, grinning wickedly.

I glare at him, "You took my clothes."

"I had to get back at you for earlier babe," Harry says innocently.

"Okay, you got me. Now give me my clothes back."

"Come and get them."

"Harry," I whine, "I'm freezing. Come on."

"They're right here," he tells me.

I huff and think about his offer. After a minute I think of a way to turn this around on him. I hide my smile. "Fine."

I cover myself with my hands as I walk out of the bathroom. Harry's eyes almost pop out of his head when he sees me and he swallows, looking me up and down. I blush as he stares at me.

I reach the bed and remove one of my hands to reach for my towel and boxers. His breathing hitches as I lean over him more.

I grab my things and turn around, walking away a couple of steps so that Harry can't grab me.

I'm much more comfortable with Harry seeing my bum, so I make it a note to dry my hair first. Then I dry my body and legs before dropping the towel and slipping on the black briefs up my legs. I snap the elastic waistband against my hips and turn to face Harry.

He looks so flustered and now he's the one with his hands over his dick. I chuckle at him before walking back over to the bed. I climb up on him, hovering over him.

I lean down to kiss Harry. He reacts immediately to my lips. He tries to buck up, but I press his hips back down with my hands.

When he sticks his tongue in my mouth I suck on it and nip at his bottom lip which emits a moan from Harry.

"Please Ni," he gasps. From his repeated tries to try and get some friction - which I refused - I can tell that he's getting frustrated and desperate.

"You want to feel my hands wrapped around you don't you Haz?" I question seductively as I roughly kiss his neck, looking for his sweet spot.

"Yes," he moans loudly when I find the spot I'm looking for.

I roll off of him and stand up, "Well too bad. You're gonna have to fix that yourself."

I smile at Harry's look of disbelief before I turn to leave the room.