Fall For You (One Direction)

Best Friends Reunite

Novalee Mays

Harry and I stayed up all night, talking, laughing, and kissing. My eyes flutter open, meeting the green ones of my handsome boyfriend.

"Morning hun." I smile.

"Morning beautiful." He whispers, stroking my cheek. I yawn a bit, and my stomach rumbles.

"Hungry, are we?" He chuckles.

"C'mon, I'll cook." I tug at his hand but he pulls my waist and stands up.

"Ahh put me down! Ahh Harry!" I squeal as he carries me by the waist out of my room.

"Never!" He chants, running downstairs.

"Ahhh!" I shriek and squeal until he finally stops.

"I'll put you down, but I have one condition." He explains.

"Yes?" I ask.

"You have to kiss me." I can tell he's smiling.

"Deal!"

He sets me down. "Kiss me." He says.

"Nope!" I reply, walking over to the fridge and pulling out food.

"What? No meanie!" He stomps out of the kitchen, pouting. I laugh and begin cooking.

I'm almost finished making our breakfast when Harry walks in, wraps his arms around my waist and places his head on my shoulder. "I want dessert first." He whispers into my ear, before kissing my neck.

"I'm hungry honey." I whine, poking at my eggs.

His lips reach my weak spot and I let out a soft moan. A smirk is on his lips as he lifts my shirt slowly with his hands, his lips still pressing the one spot. Moan after moan I still try to cook. I bite hard on my tounge, trying to contain myself. Harry is still trying though, and he's so fucking good at it. I reach down and turn the knob, so the stove goes off. I spin around and he kisses my lips now. My fingers run free through his hair and his hands scale up my back. He moves us away from the stove and we slowly stumble to the living room where he sits in the chair and I wrap my legs around his waist. His hands finally just pull my top off and begin working on the clasp of my bra. I distract him though, by moving my kisses to his neck. A few moans escape his lips before he decides to take over. His lips go from my neck and my chest.

"Hey guys whatsu- Oh..I'm sorry.." My eyes follow the voice to Niall who has pain burning in his blue eyes.

"N-Niall!" I hastily grab my shirt and throw it on.

"Hi Novalee.." He whispers.

Harry sighs, and stands up walking towards us. "Hey mate." He frowns at Niall. But Niall doesn't reply.

"Uhm, Niall can I talk to you for a sec." He nods and I turn to Harry. "Be right back." Harry walks back over to the chair. I lead Niall out to the balcony. "We need to..uh..talk." I sigh, closing the door.

"Talk about what?" He replies, sitting down on our patio furniture.

"I haven't really spoke to you like I used to." He nods, understanding. "I don't know what's been happening to me, Niall. You know that I don't just..you know..with anybody. I had that 5 date rule!"

He nods.

"I just..I just..Niall, I think I could really like Harry...But..uh.." I debate if I should tell him about seeing his face on Harry last night. But that means confessing my love for him. Before I can find words to say, he stands up and wraps his arms around me.

"Oh Novalee..." He whispers. When I see the puddle on his shirt, I realize I'm crying.

"Niall.." I whisper.