Home Run Honey // n.s.

Chapter Five

"Hi, baby," Niall whispered in my ear. I turned around to see him taking his backpack off before he sat in the seat next to me.

"Good morning, darling," I smiled at him. I leaned in a placed a quick peck on his cheek.

"We don't have to hide just because we're in school, Princess. You can kiss me if you're comfortable with it." I leaned in and pressed my lips on his. We didn't kiss for long before we were interrupted.

"Niall and Harry, not in class, boys," Miss Libby smirked at us. She totes ships Narry.

Niall chuckled against my lips and pecked them one more time before he pulled away. "What are you doing after school, darling?" I asked Niall as I took out my notecards.

"I have baseball practice, Princess. I can come over to your house after if you want me to, though," he said, taking his out as well.

I shrugged. "If you want to. My parents got home last night, so you'll meet them if you come over..."

"Do they know about me?"

"Yeah," I looked over to Marcel who was sitting on Zayn's lap. "Because Marcel can't keep his mouth shut."

"Did you not want them to know?" He asked, sounding hurt.

"No, baby. I just wanted to tell them myself. I was going to do it as soon as they got home, anyways." I pecked his cheek to reassure him.

"Okay, Princes. Uh, the first game is on Friday, will you come watch me?"

I smiled so big, my face started to hurt. "Of course I will!"

"Woah, baby, calm down; it's just a baseball game," he chuckled.

"No, see, ever since you started playing baseball, I've dreamed of you asking me to come watch you. And now I'm your boyfriend and you just asked me to go and I really couldn't be happier," I gushed.

"You're so cute, Princess." He looked around the room, smiling once he saw Miss Libby had her head down. He moved one hand to my cheek and placed the other on my waist. He brought our lips together in possibly the sweetest, most loving kiss we've shared. "How did I get so lucky?" He whispered as we pulled away.

"I could ask you the same thing. But, can you do me a favor?"

"What is it, baby?"

"Could you take a picture of your bum when you have your baseball pants on so I can set it as my lock screen?"

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"Darling," Niall placed another peck on my lips, "you have practice." And another one.

"Wanna kiss you, let me kiss you." And he did.

We were standing in the hallway, by my locker, and Niall just wouldn't stop kissing me. Baseball practice starts in thirty minutes and he'll be late if he doesn't go now.

"Niall," he pecked me again, but this time he left his lips and slowly moved them against mine.

He pulled back, leaned back in and pecked my lips a total of four times before he pulled away, officially, smiling smugly. "Okay, Princess, I'm done. I'll see you later, baby."

"Okay, darling." I leaned in and kissed him again but he pulled away with a smirk.

"You're going to make me late, baby."

"Assface."

Once I got home, I ran up to my room and dreamily jumped on my bed. I stared up at the ceiling with a dopey smile on my face.