As the mates leave, I walk around to find Abby. I walk in on her talking to someone on the phone. She seems to be deep in thought, so I walked to the kitchen. I go to the snack cupboard, and pull out some cold pizza. I take a bite, and hear Abby.
"Babe, can we stay at my house tonight? I haven't slept there for a while," I groan and she walks in. Abby leans across the table, taking my head in her hands.
"Can we pretty please? I'll let you give me as many hickies as you want!!" She tempts me. I smile.
"Well, Abby, if you pinky promise," I hold out my pinkie. She holds out her small one, and I wrap my finger around hers. I hop up, throw away the rest of the pizza, and we walk to Abby's apartment. She unlocks the front door, and we walk in. Josh walks past the door, shirtless. I cover Abby's eyes. She giggles,"Niall, is he gone yet?"
I laugh,and take my hands away. She holds my hands with hers, and leans against me. We watch him walk into the kitchen, and when he's in there, Abby turns to me, a glint in her eye. She pushes me against the wall, and crashes her lips against mine. I kiss her back, our lips molding together. Her tongue slips over my lip, and I smirk: she's taking control. I try to move to her room without breaking the kiss, but she pulls away. She makes a sexy 'come and get me' face, and runs. I chase her, my converse squeaking. I finally catch her, in her room. She's on the bed, waiting for me.
I lay on my bed, trying to look as sexy as possible. I heard Niall outside, and I get all jittery. He appears in the doorway, his eyes hungry for me. He dives onto the bed, crashing his lips against mine. We make out, his hands slipping under my shirt. He holds onto my hips, his hands warm against my skin. I rake my fingers into his hair. Someone knocks, and I groan.
"Abby, Josh and I are going out for dinner. Make sure you both are dressed when we come back." Jayne calls.
"Okay, bye Jayne!" I try to say, but Niall is distracting me, by sucking on my neck.
"Niiaaallll," I moan. He laughs, and kisses me.
"Remember our deal babe," He whispers in my ear, his breath minty and fresh. I pull his head in front of mine. I kiss him, and I once again slide my tongue into Niall's mouth, trying to be confident. He smiles,and his tongue explores my mouth.
My fingers slide through his hair, making it stick on ends. I finally break away, trying to control my breathing. I lay on my bed, looking at my alarm clock. It was only eight. I turn to Niall, who was also trying to catch his breath. He leans in, and kisses my cheek.
"That was fun. I like it when you take control." He murmurs in my cheek. I laugh. I stand up, and pull him up too.
"C'mon. Let's watch a movie. You can pick, and maybe we can snuggle." I wink, and he cracks up.
"What ever you want Abby. I want to watch Parental Guidance." I nod, pulling the movie out of the cupboard. He gets up, and I scramble onto his back. He runs out of the bedroom, and into the living room. I slide off his back, and put the movie in. I grab a blanket, and snuggle in with him on the couch. Niall pretends to yawn and stretch, putting his arm around me.
"Niall, that was kind of a fail. But I don't care." I pinch his cheek. He grins, and we go back to the movie.
The credits roll up my TV, but we were making out. Niall's hands were on my back, under my shirt. My hands were in his hair, then moving to his neck, then back. A knock comes from my door. Niall groans.
"One make-out session. One." I laugh, and get up. I pull my fingers through my hair, and walk to the door. Niall comes behind me, and kisses my neck.
"Niall, stoooppp," I giggle, opening the door. I turn to the door, and gasp. There stands Dexter, holding flowers. He smirks his evil smirk.
"Hey Baby, I've missed you."