- Niall's POV -

The loud knock on my door indicates that the knocker is either Harry or Louis. I turn on my side. I fell asleep on the floor and don't want to get up. And of course, the dynamic duo walk in.

"What are you doing?"Harry and Louis say in sync. I groan in response, I really don't want to talk. I'm still trying to calm myself after the incident with- "Abbey's here."

"What!?" I sit upright in a second. Louis nods, confirming. I look at myself, I'm only in sweatpants, not even boxers.

"Um... bad time?" Abbey asks, inching her way through the door, staring at my bare chest. I blush, and look away. I stand and occupy myself with figuring out what shirt I'm going to wear.
This is embarrassing, the sweats I'm wearing are borrowed from Zayn, and he has a bigger waist than me. I hike up my pants, finally finding an AC/DC tee. I slip it over my head.

"Hi.... I say, Abbey sits on my bed.

"Hi." She replies.

"We'll... just go now...." Harry announces, dragging Louis downstairs. I try to avoid eye contact. She looks at her hands.

"So...." I begin, but never finish what I was about to say. Abbey throws herself into my arms, almost knocking us over. Our eyes lock, and I kiss her softly on the lips. She smiles, sending a wave of warmth through me. "I've been waiting for this."

"Me, too." She buries her face into my chest and I kiss her again, except on the top of her head. I lead her to the bed, and we lay there, arms wrapped around each other. "What's going to happen next?"

"I don't know. But I think that we should go to a movie, what do you think of that?" I ask, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear.

"I think that sounds wonderful."

Notes

whoa steamy much
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