*Alyssa's POV*
I ran my fingers through the shorter hairs at the bottom of his head and then nodded my head. I did trust Niall, even if he can be an asshole at times. He smiled back at me and kissed my lips again while one of his hands moved down to the top of my grey sweats. I took in a sharp intake of breath, obviously unprepared for him doing that for some reason, but he just calmed me down and made me relax by massaging my tongue with his own.
His fingertips found the underside of the band around my waist and I was beginning to worry a little. "Don't freak out, Alyssa." He mumbled to me and I opened my eyes just wide and long enough to meet his blue eyes. They seemed different at that moment for some reason and I found myself liking the way that his eyes turned darker and a deeper shade of blue. They looked prettier than usual that way. I nodded my head telling him that I was okay and he could continue with whatever it was he was doing.
His finger slowly dipped inside of my underwear and I felt my heart race pick up, but I was also internally praising myself for remembering to shave yesterday when I took my shower.
Niall must have noticed my sudden anxiety because he calmed me once more with his lips softly on mine, and I did calm down. It amazed me how easily something like his lips or even just his touch or eyes could calm me down. I suddenly wasn't freaking out as I felt one of his fingers slowly trace up and down against me. Oh. What was that? I shuddered a little feeling a weird sensation go through me. "Does it feel good?" He asked me, and I nodded my head slowly. "How good?" His finger pressed harder against my skin and I felt a sudden weird and warm feel building up in my core, along with the area. "Tell me how good, Alyssa."
"So good." I finally answered and I could feel myself becoming undone by his torturous touch and rubbing.
"You're so wet." He mumbled against the skin on my neck and I felt the building up in the pit of my stomach grow more and more and I couldn't even explain how I felt when his finger slid up and down only another two more times. My knees tightened and and my hips moved upward from their spot on the couch. It felt amazing as I felt myself lose it all- everything I was building up, and then I felt complete and total pleasure and relaxation consume my body. My mouth made an "o" shape as I let go, having my first orgasm.
I squeezed my eyes shut and started to breath heavily and I felt myself calm down some from the weird and alien feeling I had just had. Niall removed his hand from my underwear and I could tell he was holding himself over me still, even with my eyes closed.
"Alyssa. Look at me." I opened my eyes and met his darker blue ones again, and I literally watched as they returned to their natural beautiful state. I was still breathing somewhat heavy and he just smiled down at me. He opened his mouth to say something when the doorbell rang. "I'll go pay for the pizza. You stay here." He told me sternly, but with a smile, before getting up and walking away, leaving me still breathing raggedy and trying to find a way to speak words.
I could hear him in the distance talking to the pizza guy, but I didn't get up. I stayed put on the couch like I was told, even after I caught my breath again. I had a million questions suddenly fogging my brain. What just happened? I was just so confused as to how Niall got me to feel like that and I couldn't help but wonder why it felt so good- so right- even though...
Shit.
Corbin.
I quickly sat up straight just in time to see Niall take the pizza from the boy's hand before he walked away and Niall closed the door. He smiled at me and walked over to the island, placing it there before walking over to me. "Do you wanna go clean up, first? Give yourself a chance to let the pizza cool down?" He asked sitting on the couch so I had to pull my feet into me.
I nodded my head and stood up from the couch. "We got lucky that guy didn't decide to be any earlier than he was." I noted while walking away and to the downstairs bathroom.
I heard Niall chuckle behind me in the living room while also agreeing with me.
After taking a very quick shower, only long enough for me to wash off my body and then also take in a few deep breaths, I got out and dried myself off, before changing back into my clothes, but changing my underwear of course.
I walked back out to see Niall on the phone with someone, but his back to me. His shoulders tensed along with his arms as they were peaking out from him wearing a tank top. His large biceps tightened as if they were flexing and I had a strong feeling he wasn't happy about the conversation he was having with whoever it was on the other end.
"No. I'm not going." He spat through the phone. He obviously was not aware of my presence behind him. "I don't even know why you're calling me." He stayed quiet, allowing the other person to say something back. "I don't care- I honestly don't. You guys should have thought about that a long time ago. Not now, out of all times. You guys were never even clear about that then, so don't tell me this shit now when I should have known that from the beginning." He leaned his head back and stared at the ceiling, or maybe the fan that was slowly turning counter-clock wise above him, I couldn't tell.
I took a few silent steps forward and leaned against the giant fish tank with my arms crossed. "I'm not going. I don't care what you or anybody else says, I'm not. I'm staying right where I am and there is no way I am returning to the UK. That's final."
Who the hell was he talking to?
"You can't and won't take me away. I have a job, you know?" He stopped again and this time, I watched his fingers reach over to pick at the cardboard on the unopened pizza box. "No. I already told you why."
I felt my nose scrunch up and my eyes closed some as I looked up at the light. I plugged my nose praying that I wouldn't let myself sneeze and plugged my nose. My eyes eventually screwed shut and I barely had time to cover my mouth in my arm before I let out a loud sneeze.
I opened my eyes to see Niall turned around and staring at me with wide eyes- like a little kid who had just walked in on his mom and some other man. He blinked twice and brought the bottom of his phone more towards his mouth. "I have to go." And with that, he hung up on the person and shoved his phone back into his pocket, still looking at me with wide eyes. "H-how much of that did you hear?" Did his voice just tremble as he spoke to me?
"I..." I didn't know what to say. I didn't hear all that much and I didn't have the slightest clue who he could have been talking to or what the subject was about; I just knew that whoever it was wanted Niall to go somewhere he didn't want to go. "Not that much. Why? Who was it?"
He shook his head. "Nobody. Nobody. I just..." his eyes drifted to the delicious smelling pizza sitting on the counter. "How about we dig into this pizza, yeah?"
I was hesitant, but ready to let this slide for now, and walked over to the island where he was standing.
**
We both got comfy on the couch after I set my second empty plate of pizza on the coffee table. He wrapped his arm around the back of the sofa behind my head and sighed as we just looked at the black television. I didn't know where Niall had put the remote and he recommended we just talked instead.
Right now, all we were talking about was when we were going to leave for New York next week so we could change studios. Tom had yet to bring it up, but he marked it down that we were leaving on Friday in the packet thing that he handed everyone on the first day. We were both excited to be able to go to New York for the next month; and than after that, our final designation- Paris. I was super excited for that one, and I think Niall was, too.
"So," I sat up some and looked at Niall. "what about after Paris? Like, when we get back and stuff?" I asked curiously. He chewed on the inside of his cheek and moved his gaze away from me and to his feet which were propped up on the coffee table. My face fell and I looked at him concerned and leaned into him some. "We'll still be friends, right? And we'll still talk and stuff, right?" I was desperate for an answer and he probably was aware of it.
"Yeah, sure." He mumbled, but I didn't believe him.
"Pinky promise?" I asked holding my pinky up to him.
He stared at it for a second and then finally made eye contact with me. He didn't look away or even blink when I finally felt his pinky firmly around mine, holding on tightly. I wrapped mine tightly around his as well and stared at our pinkies. "Pinky promise." He whispered. I looked back to him, and his eyes looked sad, concerning me.
"Okay." I whispered back and let our hands fall onto both of our laps, but the pinkies still locked together.
About an hour later of us just sitting there and shooting the breeze, we decided to head up to my room and watch a movie. Niall was laying on my bed on his stomach just staring at me as I sorted through all of the movies in my nightstand. I looked through the last one in my stack and groaned. Litterally, all I owned were chick flicks. I sighed and shoved a hand through my hair before looking up at Niall who was already staring at me with an amused expression. "Netflix?"
He pushed himself up and sat up on my bed. "I have a better idea. How about we go out tonight? Like let's go out and watch a movie."
I sighed and shoved my nightstand drawer closed and then stood up. "Sure. Why not?" His face brightened up and he rolled himself off of my bed and onto his feet.
**
As we waited in line, I tapped my index finger to my chin looking at all the movie choices. I think I knew what movie I wanted to watch, but Niall was going to turn it down when I said it.
"What should we watch?" He asked in my ear and I shivered from his breath on my skin.
"Frozen." I didn't tear my eyes away from the board and internally prayed that he maybe didn't know what it was and agreed.
"No." He finally said after a few beats of silence, just as I had predicted. "Do you know what would happen if me, a tuff and buff bad boy, were to get caught walking in to see a child's movie from Disney?"
I rolled my eyes. "Ego definitely in tack." I mumbled just loud enough to hear it, and I had been absentmindedly rereading one of the titles of one of the movie for the last fifteen seconds. I still couldn't imprint it into my brain what the movie was called even though I had read it about twenty times already.
"How about that horror movie?" He asked reaching out his hand and pointing to the newest horror film that had been released.
I groaned and rolled my eyes. "Fine."
I finally looked at him and he was smiling. "Okay. I'll get the tickets, here's some money, you go get snacks." He said shoving random wads of cash in my face.
I rolled my eyes and pushed his hand away. "I have money. I can pay for stuff, too, you know?" I told him pulling at the strap of my bag which was wrapped around my shoulder and hanging down at my waist on the opposite side.
"No." His face fell and turned serious. "Here. Just take this and get whatever you want, and get a lot, too."
I narrowed my eyes at him and snatched the money into my palm. "Fine, but we just ate about an hour and a half ago."
He shrugged. "I'm a growing guy. Now go." He smiled and pushed me towards the concession stands, but not before smacked my butt as he did so. I turned around to glare at him, but he just smiled and winked before I had the chance to. I smiled and quickly turned around so he wouldn't notice me blush or giggle.
As I stood in line, I quickly counted how much Niall gave me so I knew I wouldn't get more than needed, even though if I did, I could always pay for the rest. It annoyed me that he thought he had to pay for everything, whenever I brought my own money for a reason. I did have a nice paying job, he probably got paid more than I did, but I still. I got paid decently and I wanted to be able to use that well paying job for something.
Besides, it's not like this is a date or anything, so I don't know why he's paying for everything. My eyes widened and I stopped counting the money in my hands.
Was this a date?