Reckless Love (Niall Horan Fanfiction) (english)

chapter 9

a small chapter. i hope you guys like the story. 

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prepare for drama..

xoxo- Dimphy <3

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Truth or dare was the funniest thing ever with this group. So far, Louis had to tweet about being in love with his niece  (who called him a few minutes later, being absolutely furious), Liam had to roll around in a pile of all the spoons we could find in the apartment, which he did, protesting loudly.

Even though the whole ‘spoon’-thing was completely overdone by the fans, he still didn’t like them. And, who WOULD like to roll around in spoons?

Zayn had gotten some peanut butter smeared in his face, which I laughed so hard about that my stomach still hurt. Right now, it was Zayn’s turn, and I knew he would find something horrible to get me back for the black marker across his face.

‘Truth or dare?’ Zayn’s eyes glinted mischievously while he looked directly at me. His hair was still wet from the shower he took to get rid of the peanut butter. Julia giggled, scooting closer to Zayn and whispering something in his ear.

Zayn smiled, and I winced. What should I do? If I said truth; Julia knew all my embarrassing stories, and if I said dare, the boys would no-doubt come up with something equally embarrassing.. With these guys, no one was save. I decided to just go with the flow, not to chicken out.

‘Dare..’ I said, my eyes still focused on Zayn. He pouted, looking at Julia. Then he shrugged. ‘Okay. Kiss harry.’ He didn’t even hesitate. I heard Julia grasping for air, while my eyes searched for Niall. He was looking very angry, his eyes fixated on Harry. Harry was red, either from embarrassment or  guilt. I hoped..

Niall’s arms, that were around me, tightened a bit. Zayn didn’t know what had happened that night in the club. We hadn’t told anybody. Ofcourse, Liam knew, with his super-daddy-direction powers, and Harry, Niall and I knew.

The others still thought we had been bored and went home early. I didn’t even know if Niall and Harry had talked. I assumed they did, because they were friendly towards each other, like always.

‘I can’t.’ I said softly, my eyes at harry. He looked up, his cheeks reddened, a painful expression dancing in his eyes. ‘You can’t decline Amber, that’s the point of the game.’ Zayn laughed, waving his finger in front of my face.

I looked at Niall, who seemed in thoughts. He nodded at me, giving me a quick hug. I stood up slowly, harry doing the same. Was it just me, or was he really smiling more than I had seen him do in the last few days?

Slowly, I walked towards Harry. The feelings inside me were swarming. I was scared, nervous.. harry’s right hand softly grabbed my shoulder, while his left hand brushed some stray hairs from my face. He leant forward, making me flinch, but I reacted instantly, knowing it had to be done.

This was just for a game. Just a simple kiss. It wouldn’t hurt anyone, would it?

His lips found mine, and I wanted to pull back, knowing I had done what I wanted, but the feelings inside me prevented me from doing so. He grabbed me harder, his body pressing into mine, my brain exploding into fireworks from the tingles that shot up.

His tongue swept across my bottomlip, asking for entrance. My mind was elsewhere, and I reacted on instinct; giving him what he wanted. It was so wrong, but felt so good. Our mouths fitted together perfectly, our tongues battling for dominance.