Niall just.. he's so hot when he's working out, he gave up on trying to tell me something this morning. He began with "I" then decided not to tell me, I just brushed it off. Whatever it was couldn't have been that important.
For the past hour, I've sat and watched and just watched to touch his v-line so bad that you don't even know.
"I know you're staring babe, but helpe lift this weight off on to the stand," I do what I did last time and he does most the work, I just guide it to the right place.
"Now can I touch your v-line?" I ask for like the 5th or 6th time, he rolls his eyes and grabs the towel wiping sweat off his forehead.
"Knock yourself out, I'll just lay here for five minutes," He lies down on the bench press and I dance all the way to his feet where his precious v-line is.
"Harry if you're gonna touch it, touch it," Niall says and catches his breath.
I reach down and watch as his stomach flips a little from my finger following the single line from his hip bone down his abdomen to his other hip bone.
I take my finger away and then trace over the creepy doll tattoo and goosebumps form all over his skin.
"I'm done thanks bae," he smiles up at me as he wipes a little more sweat from his forehead.
"What if I didn't have a v-line?" He asks and smirks, I think I'd leave him.
"I'd possibly cry. I like to feel it," I lie down on him and he pulls me up with his freshly worked out arms.
"Well lucky for you I have one then," he smiles before pecking my lips and my nose... nose kiss 6.
"Why do you always kiss my nose? I like it, but you always do it."
"I love nose kisses, like you like my
v-line, I like your nose," he laughs and I lay down on his slightly sticky chest but it doesn't bother me. He's hot. And beautiful and I'd blow him right now. Like here, doesn't even matter.
"Well shall we go home?" He asks and I nod standing up from his warmth.
He gets back up and pulls his tank top over his head.
He takes my hand and pulls me out the building and to his car.
"Do you care if someone sees you and me holding hands?" I ask concerned for him.
"Oh sorry. Do you mind?" He asks with worried eyes and I shake my head with a smile.
"Not at all, I was just worried about.. your sexualitly coming out the wrong way," he understands and helps me in to his car before running round to his side and driving us back to his house as it's closer now.
"Archie bae!" I call and she laughs before coming out of the kitchen with a cup of tea and Hercules following her shortly, wagging his tail and jumping up at Niall.
Niall takes his little dog and Hercules licks at his nose.
"I missed my little pineapple! How have you been!" He talks in an adorable way to his dog who continues to lick at his face until Niall puts him down.
"Aww Harry you know I like you too just as much as Hercules," he says and engulfs me in his arms. I rest my head on his shoulder and snuggle into his hug.
His large hand rubbing up and down my back and he naturally sways us as we just enjoy each other's company.
"Come on let's cuddle on the sofa and watch Barbie life in the dream house!" He says excitedly and kisses my cheek before picking me up playfully and carrying me to the sofa.
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Dont Fuck With My Love - NarryFanfiction
Niall Horan is the hottest football player for Ireland's team. Harry Styles is just another fan in his eyes. All he ever wanted was to be just like Niall, the big football star. But when he wins the chance to spend a day with the team.. does it go...