Niall

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“Seriously, Niall? It’s after midnight, and you want to go swimming?” I asked him.

            He looked at me with his puppy dog eyes and nodded. “Swimming at night it fun, because you can see the stars.”

            I rolled my eyes and gave in. “Fine.”

            He grinned and jumped up. “Thank you!”

            He got changed into his swimsuit and I went to grab mine. I spent so much time here at my best friend’s place, that it was safe to keep at least one change of clothes here at all times, and I always had a bathing suit or two.

            I got into my two-piece and grabbed a towel and went out to his pool, where he was already swimming. I tied my hair back and he watched me with a smirk on his face. I turned as I blushed, hoping he wouldn’t notice. I’d always had a huge crush on Niall, actually, I was in love with him, but since he auditioned for X-Factor and he became mega famous, I knew that nothing between us would ever happen.

            I turned around and jumped in the deep end of the pool and kicked the bottom to jump back up. “Holy shit, Niall, it’s cold!” I said, chattering my teeth.

            He laughed, “You’ll get used to it. Come here,” he said, as he swam over to me. He wrapped his arms around me and I felt warmer already, though it may just have been because Niall always sent shocks of electricity through my body when he was this close.

            “Look up,” he whispered in me ear, and I did.

            I gasped when I saw how many starts were out. “Niall, it’s beautiful,” I said.

            “Mmm,” I felt him moan into my neck. “Not as beautiful as you,” he whispered. I blushed madly, and unfortunately, he noticed. He chuckled and he kissed my cheek. “You’re cute when you blush like that.”

            “Niall, stop!” I said, pushing myself out of his arms, even though I was still laughing.

            “Babe, wait,” he said, swimming over to me.

            “What?” I asked.

            “I’m cold,” he pouted. I rolled my eyes and swam over to him, and he grinned and he held me in his arms again. We stayed in the pool like that for a little while, just looking at the stars, and holding each other. “I want to try something,” he whispered.

            “Hmm?” I asked, turning to look at him.

            “Close your eyes,” he said.

            I did, and somehow, I knew what was coming. He pressed his soft lips to mine, and after a second, we both reacted to the fireworks we were seeing. He kissed me harder, deepening the kiss, and I wrapped my arms around his neck, hugging him impossibly closer to me. I ran my fingers through his hair, and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He bit my bottom lip, and I felt his tongue slip in and he traced the corners of my mouth. God, I was glad we were in the pool, because this whole scene was seriously turning me on and I was getting wet, thought he wouldn’t notice.

            He pulled away for air, and we were both panting. “I’ve wanted to do that for so long, and it was so much better than I imagined,” he said.

            “You have no idea, babe,” I said.

            He smiled and kissed me again, and when he needed air, he just moved to my neck, kissing down my jawbone, my neck and my shoulders.

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