Pence

Chapter Seven

"Morning." Spencer mumbled as she woke up.

"Good morning!" Niall kissed her shoulder.

"What are we going to do today?" She smiled as Niall scratched his head.

"I think the boys wanted to do something. Tag along?" He suggested as he stood up.

"Yeah!" She got up, wearing Niall's sweats and her tank top. They walked outside.

"We're going to breakfast in 30 minutes!" Eleanor announced as she peeked her head out of her and Louis's room.

"We better shower!" They hurried back into Niall's room and into the bathroom.

"Erm, you can go first." Niall offered.

"I'm known for taking very long showers." Spencer smiled seductively. They undressed quickly and got in the shower. Niall ran the water warm. Spencer giggled as she scrubbed his hair with his shampoo, and he sighed happily as he washed her hair. They scrubbed themselves clean and kissed for a few minutes, but no further than that. They wrapped themselves in towels and walked into Niall's bedroom. He slowly kissed her neck, moving up. When he reached her ear he whispered "you're perfect." And she turned bright red.

"Shit!" She exclaimed.

"Not the reaction I was really looking for." He chuckled.

"I don't have anything to wear!" She explained.

"You could ask Eleanor." Niall suggested helpfully.

"This is going to sound so pathetic, but, will you ask her for me?" She put her hands together in prayer.

"Hon, I don't want to wear Eleanor's clothes." Niall giggled. He threw on a t-shirt and jeans and walked out of the door. Spencer took advantage of the moment alone to shoot Jessica a text and explain what was happening. She simply responded with "ur a whore. Jk, ur a Horan. Love ya, txt me l8r".

"Here!" Niall held up a small bundle if clothes. And set it on the bed. As he headed for the door he turned around to see Spencer bending over to pick up the clothes and he whistled softly. Spencer came out of the room a few seconds later in a purple, half-sheer, high-low skirt and a tight orange tank top. She quickly swiped on some of Lou's eyeliner and mascara and slipped into her heels from last night, but when Perrie saw she insisted that she borrow a pair of yellow pumps. Soon the whole herd was walking out of the hotel, and all Spencer could think was "I'm wearing Eleanor Calder's underwear!"