Our Little Secret {n.h}
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"This doesn't leave this room, got it?" I nodded, feeling my cheeks flush as I stepped into my jeans and buttoned them once up and over my hips.
"Got it." I mumbled and tugged my shirt on, trying to avoid looking over at the blonde boy who was pulling on his boxers. "Um, I guess I'll see you around." I stepped into my boots and finally looked over at Niall, seeing him looking bored as ever.
"Maybe." He shrugged and I swallowed hard, shoving my phone in my back pocket. "Our little secret, okay?"
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