Niall and I were in the kitchen making dinner. We occasionally walked past each other and lightly kissed. We started making out and I lent back and he lifted me up onto the table and I lay on top of him. We make out harder than ever and begin to make love. Niall had never gone this hard before. He picked me up and we went up stairs. He ripped his shirt off and we started to make love again. He slowly pulled mine off too. We scream together. I stop. 'Why did you stop' he asks. 'I needed a break' I laugh. We go back to doing it. I whisper in his ear how much I love him.
We stop and lay there in silence. 'I love you soo much Cailin' he yells.
We go to the kitchen and continue to make dinner as if that never happened.