I know that in some places in the world, it’s considered rude to look through someone’s fridge. Well I think it’s not. I consider it being a less formal MTV Cribs, with the person of interest not being there of course. So you could imagine how little remorse I felt as I looked through Niall’s fridge. He had absolutely nothing interesting in there though. Mostly beer, sodas and some takeout food. The food had started to stink, and being the kind person that I am I decided to throw it out. So after I placed the nasty food in a plastic bag, and placed that bag by the door, I started to look around his home.

Now I wasn’t going to snoop all that much, like go upstairs or something like that, but when I saw the fleeting stairs leading up to something mysterious I just couldn’t help myself. As I walked up the stairs I told myself I was only going to look inside one of the rooms, and then I would go down stairs again. As I was standing at the top of the stairs I looked down the hallway of closed door and noticed one of the doors being open. Since I didn’t want to intrude all too much I decided I was going to look inside that room.

When I walked I instantly understood that the room was a bedroom. It had recently been used but the occupier knew he had to leave for a few days. The walls were painted in a reddish gray color and above the queen size bed there was a picture of New York Time square. The bed itself had black sheets and was unmade, which didn’t surprise me considering Niall didn’t seem like a tidy person. Next to his large bed was a guitar, but it didn’t look like the other guitars I had seen before. It looked more personal. It had some writing on it. As I looked closer I noticed some of the writing was song lyrics, but most of it was names. His band mates names were there, and then there was a bunch of names that I didn’t recognize. I decided to take that to him, thinking it might be so personal that he would feel some sort of affection towards it.

Feeling like a creep I walked downstairs and went straight to the front door. Since I had already gotten what I came here to get it felt weird to stay longer. So I hurried outside, locking the door behind me. I didn’t want to drag this out any more than necessary so I went straight to the office to hand Niall his guitar. First I went into Simon’s office and returned the key to him, or placed it on his desk since he wasn’t there. Walking towards Nialls rom made me feel a little bit uneasy. Niall had been so kind and almost loving towards me when I was last in there. But when I walked out I saw the one true Niall. He hadn’t changed back, but he was smart enough to know he had to act like he did. So I decided to make his life a little bit harder, I was going to go in there with the guitar and then stay. I was going to listen to him play, even if he wanted it or not.

When I got back to his room I had been gone for four hours. The time was now past five in the evening and almost everyone had gone home. I was greeted by another guard and this one actually smiled at me.

“I heard he was getting one of those.” He pointed to the guitar in my hands and I nodded.

“Yeah, felt like he deserved it. He’s been behaving these past few days.” The guard nodded and looked at the door.

“I also heard he ratted you out to the boss.” I nodded and avoided his stare. I simply pointed to the door and spoke.

“Can you open it?” I smiled so that he would see that I wasn’t mad. He quickly opened the door and I stepped inside and closed the door before he could say anything more.

“That was one nosy guy, don’t you think?” Niall startled me as he spoke, he was standing to my right. It looked like he had planned on escaping and yet he was still in the room.

“Gossip is their only conversation.” I shrugged and stood still as he walked towards me. I felt my heart beat pick up, and Niall smiled knowingly.

“I’m glad I make your heart race.” I snorted out loud and gave him a doubting look.

“I’m sure you are.” I wanted so badly to tell him I knew he was faking it all, but that would go against my own plans.

“So you went into my house.” I nodded slowly but stayed where I was standing. “And into my bedroom.” He walked closer to me and I felt his hot breath against my skin. He slowly lifted his hand and pushed my brown hair over my shoulder. “Find anything you liked?” Without meaning to I snorted and shook my head.

“I saw the guitar and then walked out.” He stared at me for a long time before he nodded. I knew he had searched my mind for the right answer, and maybe it was to his surprise that I wasn’t lying. He looked down at the guitar in my hand and I think I heard him take a deep breath.

“Why did you take that one? There was a bunch of guitars downstairs.” He looked me straight in the eye and waited for my answer with a slightly angry expression. I thought about it for a few seconds and then decided to be honest.

“I wanted to see what you were like before you left to come here.” I realized my voice made it sound like I cared more than I did. He looked at me like I had left something out.

“And you wanted to find something that was special to me.” It wasn’t a question, it was a statement.

“And I think I did.” I looked at him with a challenging look and he seemed to get angrier and angrier. I smiled slightly and pushed his guitar into his chest. He hissed at me as he grabbed it from my hand and then went to sit on the bed.

“I guess it was a lost cause thinking I could fool you.” I smiled a sad smile and shook my head.

“You just needed to keep the mask on a little longer.” I sat down on a chair by his bed and leaned forward on my knees. “It’s all in your fake smile honey.” He looked up at me from his guitar and silently hissed at me again. It felt weird that he did this today, but I guessed he had suppressed his hissing-feelings for quite some time now.

“You think you know so much, don’t you?” He laughed and threw his head back. When he looked back at me he looked dead serious. He slowly stood up and walked over to me, pulling me up from the chair easily. I felt his hot breath against my lips and it made my heart go crazy. “How can you be so sure that I wasn’t miserable before I came here?” He paused and leaned a little closer. “Did the boys tell you that? It’s called being a good actor darling. What you did only gave me that small little push over the edge.” He leaned a little closer, and he was now only millimeters from my lips. I felt my mouth go dry and he had a smirk on his.

“I think you’re lying.” I couldn’t make my words sound confident, it wasn’t possible in this moment. He only smiled more and spoke.

“No you don’t.” As soon as he finished speaking he gently pressed his lips against mine. I would’ve thought he would be aggressive, but his lips were soft and gentle against mine. If I had been rational at the time, I would’ve pushed him off me and walked out. But since I wasn’t quite thinking straight my hands snaked around his neck and I pulled him closer, and kissed him back. He pressed his tongue against my lips and I quickly opened them, wanting to give him as much access as possible. He had me trapped between his body and the wall. His hands were on my hips and it felt wonderful. So fast that I didn’t understand what was happening, Niall moved and we were both lying on the bed. I gasped when we hit the mattress and felt him smirk against my lips. I could feel his erection against my own excited area. But the second I decided to look at him, I realized what I was doing. So fast the he couldn’t understand what was happening I pushed him off me and got up from the bed.

“Fuck…” I whispered and expected Niall to laugh. When he didn’t I looked at him and he was staring at me in shock. I guess I wasn’t the only one who had gotten carried away. “You’re not gonna say a snarky comment about this?” He thought about it for a few seconds before shaking his head.

“I think you managed that perfectly fine yourself.” I looked down at the floor and stared walking towards the door. Just as I was about to knock on the door, Niall spoke up once more. “If you want a rumble in the haystack, you know where I am.” Rolling my eyes to myself I knocked on the door and walked out before he could say anything else. I knew he would say something like that, I just didn’t know that I was going to consider his proposal.

Notes

This has been a long time coming...

LOVE