Kiss Me

Niall Horan had never had a problem with not having a girlfriend while all the lads had one, until now, especially when the only girl he wants sees right through him. Niall tries to get the girl of his dreams, and lifelong best friend, Juniper (who he calls Junie and sometimes Jay) to fall as deeply in love with him as he is with her.


3. Morning Voice

Niall's POV
I take Junipers hand and lead her out to the dance floor, extremely surprised at my sudden burst of courage. When we get there, I turn her around so I'm behind her and wrap my arms around her waist. I pull her close and chuckle a little when I feel her gasp slightly. We sway to the beat as our heart beats speed up, at least mine does. I rest my head on her shoulder next to hers and kiss her neck as she arks her head so I have better access.
"You're so beautiful," I whisper and smirk when she shivers.
A slow song comes on and she turns around to face me. She drapes her arms around my neck as I rest mine on her hips. She leans in and gently kisses the front and center of my neck. I stifle a groan and she giggles.
I look down into her blue eyes and search them for her thoughts. Even though I know her inside and out, she is still so closed off it takes me a minute to read her. But once I see something, she opens like a book to me. In her eyes tonight I see fear, but also happiness and hope.
Her eyes go from mine to my lips and back to my eyes. I start to slowly lean in and she does also.
"NIALL MY MAN!" Someone shouts next to us, causing us to turn rather than kiss.
Normally I'd be more than thrilled to see Biebs, but his timing tonight really sucked.
"Hey Justin," Junie says, giving him a quick hug. I hug him as well and all three of us go back to the VIP section to see the others.
"Bieber!" Harry yells, giving Justin a man hug. The girls each hug him and the rest of the boys share a handshake with him. We take a seat with the rest of the group and catch up with Justin, who's taking a short vacation in London.
After a couple hours of drinking (lots of it) and chatting, everyone except Junie, Justin, and I had gone home. In the middle of hitting on Junie, Justin passes out and falls on her lap.
"Oh my!" Junie says, giggling uncontrollably. She's drunk for sure. I pull him off of her and sit him up. Someone comes running over to us.
"Hi, I'm Justin's bodyguard," A burly man says, offering his hand. I shake it and he says, "I got him from here, Mr. Horan. Thank you." He lifts Justin up and Slings him over his shoulder like a rag doll. Junie giggles again and takes another sip of beer.
I stand and pick Junie up in my arms, making her laugh harder.
"Come on, princess, let's go home," I say and carry her through the club and out. The valet gets my car and I set Juniper down in the passenger seat. She's quieter now. I think she's sleepy. I only had that one beer at the beginning of the night so I'm okay to drive.
When we arrive back at the condo, I carry her in and set her on her feet in the living room. Then I go and set my keys by the door. When I return, Junie has practically fallen asleep standing up. I chuckle and as I sit on the couch, I pull her down with me so she's sitting next to me. She tucks her feet under her and rests her head on my shoulder. I wrap and arm around her and kiss her head.
"Goodnight, princess," I whisper, as I see she'd fallen asleep. "I love you so much."

Juniper's POV
"Goodnight, princess. I love you so much," I hear Niall say quietly as I drift off to sleep, dreaming of my beautiful blonde Irishman.
I wake the next morning with a raging headache next to Niall in the living room on the couch. I shift a little and twist to see he's still asleep. I take my fingers and run them over his eyebrow, then eye and cheekbone, and finally over his perfect lips that I almost got to kiss last night. Am I in love with him? Does he love me as more than a friend? I lightly kiss his chin.
Niall shifts a bit as he wakes up and his eyes flutter open. He looks confused until his eyes settle on me and he smiles. I smile back and say, "Good morning."
"Morning," He says groggily. My God his morning voice is HOT!
"What time is it?" He asks.
I lean forward and reach for my phone in my handbag that's on the floor. "It's 8:00am."
"How about we go get some coffee?" He says, sitting up and stretching.
"I'd love that. Let me change first," I say, standing and heading to my room.
"I'll do that, too," Niall says, making his way to his room. I see him slip his shirt off in the hallway just as I close my door.
I slip off my dress from the night before and pull out a random tshirt and my high waisted shorts over black tights. I have a feeling I'll freeze to death but oh well. I also put on my favorite grey coat. My tshirt has a picture of New York on it. I put my converse back on and throw my hair into a messy bun. I take off last night's makeup and apply a new light layer. I brush my teeth and put on perfume. With one last glance in the mirror I make my way back to the livig room. Niall is there, holding a couple pills and a cup of water.
"Here," He says, handing them to me. "For your headache."
I take the pills as I get nervous butterflies. I never told him I had a headache. That's how well he knows me.
"Thanks, Ni," I say, kissing his cheek and placing the cup on the coffee table. Niall takes my hand and we go out onto the street. We walk a couple blocks to the coffee shop with our heads down so we don't get recognized. By the time we enter the coffee shop, I'm literally frozen to the bone, teeth chattering and all. How attractive.
Niall runs his hands up and down my arms trying to warm me up, and as nice as the gesture is, it's really not helping. We step up to the counter and both order black coffees. We take a seat by the window because we both love looking at the snow outside.
"Juniper," Niall says, pulling my gaze away from the snow and to his gorgeous eyes.
"Yes?" I ask.
"You want to do something tonight? Just you and me? Something romantic?" He asks, blushing some.
"Oh my gosh, no way, is THE Niall Horan asking ME on a DATE?" I say in fake aw, and he reaches across the table and playfully pushes his large hand on my face, pushing me back slightly as I start to laugh.
He laughs too and says, "Something like that."
I smile and take his hand from across the table. I put it to my mouth and kiss his cold fingers with my warm lips.
"I'd love that, Niall," I reply, my heart warming at the smile that appears on his face. Notes

Hope this is a juicy enough chapter for you all! ;)

~ Questionable

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