A band,an angel and a messed up teenager

What would you do if you meet a male angel? what if that angel tells you you're his, and asks for your permission to let him stay in your head and in exchange he will give you superpowers?

Sam's life was dull and boring until she met Eric (half angel) and made a deal with him. And using her new powers she went to see ‘One Direction’ and became close to her favorite band member, Niall Horan.
But with powers comes great responsibilities, strange things are happening, angels are disappearing and her secret might not remain a secret anymore. This is a story about being a lost teenager, having dreams, and figuring out your purpose in life. With a little sprinkle of t-shirts and a sassy heroine.

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12. chapter 10

“Ask life why the bad turns of events”

A t-shirt that everyone needs to own.

 

We stumbled into the shower and stayed there for more than a while, just hugging, feeling each other’s heartbeat and enjoying the nice feeling of skin again skin we stayed there until we were both light headed.

 Niall helped me out then dry up, he had a towel around his waist, his hair damp and his chest hair all wet and deliciously glistening, I would have licked it dry if I wasn't so damn tired

He dressed me in one of his boxers and a large t-shirt. Then he dropped the towel and stood gloriously naked as he looked at me, I handed him a boxer, my eyes never leaving him, it’s hard not to stare at a naked person, especially if its Niall fucking Horan.

 “Enjoying the view?”  He smirked

  “Very” I said looking through my eyelashes, he pulled me in, a hand in my hair and another cupping my behind, pressing me against his stirring crotch.

“I know you're tired,” he whispered and I bit my lip, “But, fuck it,” he added

Round two?” I gasped and he did not answer me verbally, and we were lost in each other. Again.

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I woke up feeling the unusual heat, it took me a moment to accept the fact that I was in bed with someone, and that someone had his body all entwined with mine, his arm across my waist and his leg between mine. I took the opportunity to study his beautiful face, his mouth slightly open and his hair soft and messy. He looked so peaceful and I didn't have the heart to wake him up, so instead ignored his little cute mumbles when he protested as I freed myself from his embrace and went down stairs to get some cereals and cook something for him. it was 9am and the house was so quit, I took the stairs into the basement floor where the little kitchen I knew about was, and I eat some cocoa pops as I prepared eggs and bacon for him, poured him a tall glass of orange juice and put everything on a tray then headed back to the room. He was still deeply asleep. I put the tray beside the bed and laid next to him, stroke his arms and naked torso and kissed every inch of his face until his eyes opened and gazed into mine, he flashed me a big smile that had me wanting him again.

 “I got you breakfast” I said cheerfully.

He closed his eyes, his smile got wider and his arms were around me I fell on top of him.

“Thank you,” he nuzzled in my hair

“Why Mr. Horan you have earned it” I laughed

“Did I?” he said and stroke my hair away from my face, looked me straight in the eyes. I blushed.

“Are you feeling sore?” he smirked. I blushed brighter, feeling the blood rush to my face. Whoa there, from where did this came from, where’s my snowflake Niall.

“Aw, baby, no need to be shy I thought we were over this stage” he murmured “so, are you?”

Do you have to know?” I whimpered

“Should I take it as a yes?”

“Mhmm”

“Oh well, I’m immensely sorry, what should I do to make it up for my lady?”

“Eat your breakfast before it gets cold?” I smirked

“I can think of other things to ea-“

“Breakfast” I cut him off

“Aye aye captain” he giggled

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We drove to a few historical monuments around London but my favorite was The Tower of London, it was a huge and beautiful white stone building, we discovered the places together and we ended up talking about Niall’s hometown in Ireland and it made me want to visit it too and before we knew it, It was lunch time so We made our way back to the car into our next destination, which anywhere where’s food, I was starving and I could tell Niall is too. He suggested we go to nandos and I agreed because, 1) everyone knows it’s his favorite- 2) from what I’ve heard they have the best chicken.

It was not as crowded as I expected it to be and the few people who came and talked to Niall were very nice, I even volunteered to take help a girl out and let her hug Niall while I took a picture of them two, something you’d think would be unpleasant, well, it kind of is, but it’s hard to think about it that way when I him, all over me, on me, in me. I look up he meets my gaze and we go find a seat.

“Penny for your thoughts?” he whispered, I flushed

“That bad, huh?” he smirked and I flushed even brighter

We were approached by a young waitress with black bob hair and wearing all black, she had a strong square jaw and weird eyebrows, we ordered the food and she left swiftly, I glanced at Niall, he frowned “she looks familiar,” he said, I nodded in agreement, she came back with our food in record time and damn she was quick, it’s weird. The way she moved the moved, “she looks like batman,” he whispered

“Oh my god,”

Once we were done eating I excused myself to the restroom, I found Eric in there, he was in one piece, no bruises, looking fresh in a white shirt and black jeans that hung from his hips

“I need you to come with me now,”

“I’m with Niall”

“I need you to come with me,” he growled

“Where?” I asked

“Stalk some darkies, now come on,” he pulled my hand toward the portal.

“Wait, damn it, I’m with niall, what am I supposed to tell him?”

“Tell him you need to go with your angel and kick some ass”

“Seriously?”

“I see he didn’t hold your hand in public, after last night-“

“Jesus Christ, Eric you were watching, stalker go get some counseling”

“Still he didn’t DTR with you”

“What the fuck is DTR?”

“You know, define the relationship,”

“None of your business,” I sapped

“I wanted to vanish him from earth,” what the actual fuck “I have a piece of you in me I can’t just-“ he added

“Are you fucking kidding me” he pulled my ponytail so tilt my head up and his mouth was on mine.

It took me a second to realize what was going on, but it was too late, Niall was at the door, I looked at his eyes, searching for a reaction, a glance at what he was thinking, I found nothing.

“I got worried back there,” he shifted on his feet uncomfortably,

“I’m sorry,” I whispered, we all knew what the sorry was for, he nodded and walked out

“Are you happy now?” I hissed at Eric

“Very,” he said, I gave him my middle finger

I’ve heard him laugh then the last thing he said before he disappeared was “you’ll thank me later”

I walked back at our table with a lump on my throat; Niall was talking to some fans I sat down, I kept silent until they left.

He said nothing, “it’s not what you think,” I whispered, my voice shaky, damn it, don’t cry, don’t cry, don’t cry.

“Naah, it’s cool,” he smiled, and it hit me hard, he did not care.

“it’s not like we agreed to e exclusive,” he winked and tears threatened to spill, my vision became blurry, I blinked them away and forced a big smile on my face, “right, cool,” I said, grinning too big, if you knew me you’d know it’s as fake as Donatella Versace’s face.

His phone rang, and from what I’ve heard I understood that he have a meeting and a press conference.

“Sorry Sam, they need me,” he said softly, I nodded

“Of course”

We stood up and walked toward the door,

“Shall we drop you home, or is there somewhere you’d like to go?”

Eric walked toward us and even though I’m mad at him, I was glad to see him, the drive would be awkward, and as if he read my mind, he said “actually, we have some errands to run” then he kissed my forehead, which was uncalled for, but I saw Nialls fists tighten and his jaw clench then he seemed to notice and nodded stiffly, kissed my cheek then shuffled to the car,

“Now, my dear. Are you ready to kick some ass?”  Eric smirked

“Fuck you,”

“You can do that too, after we kick ass,”

 

 

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