When we got in their apartment, Niall ushered me towards the extra room. It’s quite big. 9.5 out of 10 in my standards.
He placed my bags on the bed then walked towards me. “Are you okay in here love? We could probably rent another apartment for you” He said worriedly.
I crossed my arms over my chest and rolled my eyes. “Nialler, I’m only 15. I need guidance from the elders you know” I replied then I saw him pout.
“So you think of me as your father?” He fake cried and I just giggled. It’s time to make my move.
I leaned in closer to him and kissed the tip of his nose, proceeding to his cheecks, finally pecking his temple.
His blue eyes widened at my sudden move. “Why would you do that? I mean, I’m an elder” He said and pouted again. Oh gosh, he’s so adorable.
“Shut up Horan. Now leave me alone before I kick your Irish arse” I shouted before hitting his shoulders. He glared at me. My body froze when he held my back, pulling me closer to him and looked at me straight in the eyes. His blue ocean orbs, melting on mine.
“You should never hit me again love” He gently whispered, his hot breath tickling on my face as I smell his familiar gel. He slowly leaned in and planted his lips on mine. My eyes widened at what’s currently happening.
I pulled away after about 15 seconds. “WHAT THE ACTUAL FF--?” I was cut off by him.
“Bye Princess!” He smirked before running downstairs.