Little Misunderstandings [Sequel to Little Steps]
Chapter Four
Noah and Nicolette were currently at Maura’s place, being pampered to bits. The house was quiet, because of it, except for the sound of Niall singing in his work room. I assumed he was working on lyrics for their next album.
To be perfectly honest, from what I was hearing, it sounded terrible. I has praying that whatever song it turned out to be would be a better result. I stared out at the night sky, feeling bored. Smirking to myself, I rolled off the bed and went into Niall’s work room. He had just set down his pen, groaning in frustration.
“Hey.”
Niall jumped, frightened by my sudden appearance. He spun around in his chair.
“Hey, princess.”
I could tell by the slight loss of color in his face that he was a bit frustrated. But slowly, as he stared at me, a smile began to show on his lips.
“I’m tired of this.” He sighed, gesturing to a sheet of paper with his handwriting on it, along with lines going through the words in red pen and corrections.
“I’m bored.” I added, and then we sort of just stared at each other. Until Niall farted.
“Dude!” I exclaimed, backing away. Niall laughed loudly, hiding his face in his hands.
“My apology, babe.”
“You’re disgusting.”
“You love me.”
“No I don’t.”
“What?” Niall squealed, pouting at me. I shrugged, a large smirk plastering my lips. Niall’s eyes darkened, a devilish grin approaching his lips. He stood up, wiggling his fingers as he walked towards me. My eyes widened and I began to back away. My ticklishism had only gotten worse over the past three years. “Say you love me or else.”
“Or else what?” I challenged, walking backwards out of the work room.
“Oh, babe,” Niall cooed, “You know exactly what.”
“Seems like I’ve forgotten.” I hummed, tapping my chin. I didn’t know where I was going now, my blue eyes focused on his.
Niall tackled me to the floor.
He landed on top of me, pinning me to the floor. He rose up and kneeled in between my legs, his fingers tackling my sides. I screamed, trying to breathe as he tickled me.
“Oh my gosh.” I gasped, “Stop.”
“Never!” Niall yelled, grinning widely. He tickled my stomach and under my neck as I squirmed underneath him, begging him to stop. He was fucking enjoying this. Like, what.
I screamed and kicked and he seemed unaffected, tickling and tickling until I became lightheaded.
“S-Seriously,” I stammered, trying to push him away as I struggled to breathe. “S-stop it .”
Niall finally pulled his fingers away, staring down at me with a cute expression. “Stop what?” he asked, tilting his head to the side. “What did I do?”
I groaned. “Never mind.”
Niall laughed, lowering himself down, our chests touching. “Tell me you love me.” He whispered huskily into my ear. “I wanna hear it.”
“Ijeflovekjefyogu.”
Niall smirked. “Sorry babe. What was that?”
“Irwejnfclovecoeyou.”
“Little clearer please.”
“I love you!” I exhaled finally, praying he’d get off of me.
“Hey,” he frowned, “that didn’t sound very loving.”
I sighed, ruffling his hair, the way he hated it. “I love you, Ni.”
He pout broke into a grin. Slowly, he leaned into me, placing his full pink lips on mine which parted the moment he had touched me. I immediately draped my arms over his shoulders and around his neck, my left hand habitually grabbing his hair at which he let out a small moan into my mouth. I strengthened the kiss as his tongue entered my mouth slowly, licking the inside of my upper lip. I felt his arms wrap around my waist before he picked me up, hands settled on my hips, signaling me to wrap my legs around his waist, which I did without breaking our kiss. He sat back against the couch, feet flat on the floor, as I lifted one leg over his legs, resting lightly into a straddle on his lap.
“We haven’t done this in a while.” He breathed, his forehead pressed against mine.
Yeah,” I laughed lightly, still breathless from our moment. “Colette’s always interrupting.”
“Bedroom?” Niall asked suggestively, his dark and anticipating eyes boring into mine. I nodded.
Niall picked me up, kicking our bedroom door open. He set me down on the bed, before climbing on top of me. Our kiss got deeper and deeper and I slowly rolled my hips into his in the rhythm of our kiss, immediately feeling his bulge harden underneath me. I tried not to smirk at the idea of turning Niall on and focused on his wandering hands instead. His hands explored my back underneath my shirt. I sat up, making it easy for him to pull it over my head and arms. As soon as it was off, I placed my hands on his cheeks and kissed him again, even more intensely.
And then the phone rang.
“You fucking serious right now?” Niall groaned, causing me to laugh.
“I’ll get it.” I giggled, pushing Niall off of me to get up. I reached for the phone and pressed the answer button, holding the phone up to my ear.
“Hello.”
“Hello. I am looking for Aria Horan?”
“This is she,” I answered, leaning against the bed. “How can I help you?”
“Oh, hello Mrs. Horan. This is home agent Jenn Braddock. I was calling to inform you that your said father’s owned apartment is to be put on sale soon, however this cannot be done without your approval.”
“Oh,” I said carefully, eyeing shirtless Niall. He frowned, as if to ask what the person was saying. “Go on.”
“Now just to be sure I’ve got the right person, can you please tell me where this apartment is located? This is strictly for privacy reasons.”
“1342 Castle Hill Apartments, Sacramento, California.” I recited the address of the one place in the world that I loathed.
“Alright,” Jenn said, “now, are you approving that we sell this apartment?”
“Actually,” I dragged, my eyes darting back and forth between Niall’s eyes as I talked. “Could you postpone a bit longer. I’d like to go check it out some time soon.”
“That’s fine, Mrs. Horan,” the agent said, “Just call this number when you’re ready.”
The agent gave me a number, which I quickly wrote down on a sticky note. Shortly afterward, she hung up, wishing me a great day.
“Who was that?” Niall asked as I hung up.
“Some home agent.” I told him, pressing the sticky note to the wall abode the night stand.
“What?”
“She wanted my authority to sell my dad’s apartment.” I explained briefly. Niall’s muscles tensed at the mention of my dad. He was still so protective of me when it came to my dad, even though he was dead.
“Did you approve?"
“I told her to postpone, actually.” I told him, rolling my eyes as he instantaneously frowned. “I just want to check it out one last time.”
“But why? All that place brought you was trouble.”
“But it was also my home.” I said quietly. “However bad it was.”
Niall sighed, kneeling in between my legs. “I guess that makes sense.”
“So you’ll come with me then?”
“Of course,” he smiled, leaning down to play with my hair. He captured my lips with his, and things once again, escalated quickly, this time, with no interruptions.
The room still held the steam from the intimate moment Niall and I had shared hours ago. He had gone to sleep almost instantly, but I stayed up, thinking about the phone call. I wondered what I would find in that apartment, besides beer and cigarettes lying carelessly on the floor.
The place wasn’t much, just a four room apartment with barely a kitchen and a living room. I never wanted Nate or Nicolette to enter than hellhole.
The heater must’ve been broken or something, because I was shivering. Niall turned in bed, pulling the sheets out of my hands in his sleep to cover himself. I laughed quietly, getting out of bed as quietly as possible in hopes of getting another blanket from the closet.
“Where are you going?” Niall’s rough, sleepy voice said suddenly, startling me.
“Niall,” I whispered, “It’s cold.”
Niall opened his arms out to me, looking tired. “I’ll keep you warm.”
My heart melted as I stared at him, telling me to go back to bed with him. I sighed and picked his shirt up from the floor, pulling it over my head, before climbing back into bed. He wrapped one arm around my waist, then used his other hand to pull the covers over the both of us. He kissed my neck gently, securing his grip around me, nuzzling his head into the crook of my neck.
“Go to sleep, princess.” He murmured quietly, tangling our legs together.
“But I can’t,” I said in a mere whisper. Niall still heard.
“Why not?” he frowned, cupping my face. “Is everything alright?”
“Yeah,” I nodded, “just thinking.”
“About?”
“Nicolette and Nate.” I lied. “I’m a mother. I miss my children very easily.”
“I miss them, too.” Niall agreed, holding me tighter. “But they’ll be back soon.”
“I know.”
“Now go to sleep, Ari.” He grumbled childishly, putting his fingers over my eyes in attempt to close them. I laughed and shut my eyes, shivering when Niall kissed my neck on more time.
“Hey Maura!” I waved, grinning widely into the webcam. She waved back, with Nicolette and Nate sitting on either lap.
“Hey mum!” Niall yelled, kissing the camera. “I miss you.”
“What about me, daddy?” Nate pouted, pointing to himself. “Dontcha miss me?”
“Course I do bud,” Niall sighed, “and you too Colette.”
“I miss you too, daddy.” She said, while chewing on a cracker.
“Who do you guys miss more?” I challenged, “Me or daddy?”
“Daddy!” They both yelled in unison.
“Sucker.” Niall mumbled beside me, earning him a slap on the head.
“I miss you too, mum.” Nate said after a bit, blowing a kiss to me with his small hand.
After Nate and Colette had ran off, Niall and I began to tell Maura about our plans to visit my dad’s apartment.
“So you think it’ll be safe?” Maura asked nervously, chewing her lip.
“It will.” Niall nodded. “The place is practically empty anyway.”
“Plus, we’re only going to stop by for a bit.” I added.
“We’ll be fine.” Niall promised.
“All right, you two.” Maura sighed. “Just don’t get yourselves killed, please. I almost experienced that once.”
Oh, don’t remind me.
“Okay, mum.” Niall smiled. “We’re going to buy the tickets now. We’ll talk to you later?”
“Alright then.” Maura nodded, smiling into the camera. “I love you both.”
“Love you too!” Niall and I said together, blowing her kisses. Once she had ended the call. I sat back in bed, letting out a sigh.
“They totally miss me more.” Niall cackled, wiggling his eyebrows.
“They only said that to make you happy.” I argued jokingly, pretending to be sad.
“Yeah, you wish.”
“Come on. We all know what a baby you are when you aren’t loved. I mean you literally tackled me to the ground yesterday when I said I didn’t love you.”
“And that escalated quickly.” Niall smirked, flashing me a wink.
“Just book the tickets, Ni.”
“Aye, aye, captain.”
Some people are so annoying.
To be perfectly honest, from what I was hearing, it sounded terrible. I has praying that whatever song it turned out to be would be a better result. I stared out at the night sky, feeling bored. Smirking to myself, I rolled off the bed and went into Niall’s work room. He had just set down his pen, groaning in frustration.
“Hey.”
Niall jumped, frightened by my sudden appearance. He spun around in his chair.
“Hey, princess.”
I could tell by the slight loss of color in his face that he was a bit frustrated. But slowly, as he stared at me, a smile began to show on his lips.
“I’m tired of this.” He sighed, gesturing to a sheet of paper with his handwriting on it, along with lines going through the words in red pen and corrections.
“I’m bored.” I added, and then we sort of just stared at each other. Until Niall farted.
“Dude!” I exclaimed, backing away. Niall laughed loudly, hiding his face in his hands.
“My apology, babe.”
“You’re disgusting.”
“You love me.”
“No I don’t.”
“What?” Niall squealed, pouting at me. I shrugged, a large smirk plastering my lips. Niall’s eyes darkened, a devilish grin approaching his lips. He stood up, wiggling his fingers as he walked towards me. My eyes widened and I began to back away. My ticklishism had only gotten worse over the past three years. “Say you love me or else.”
“Or else what?” I challenged, walking backwards out of the work room.
“Oh, babe,” Niall cooed, “You know exactly what.”
“Seems like I’ve forgotten.” I hummed, tapping my chin. I didn’t know where I was going now, my blue eyes focused on his.
Niall tackled me to the floor.
He landed on top of me, pinning me to the floor. He rose up and kneeled in between my legs, his fingers tackling my sides. I screamed, trying to breathe as he tickled me.
“Oh my gosh.” I gasped, “Stop.”
“Never!” Niall yelled, grinning widely. He tickled my stomach and under my neck as I squirmed underneath him, begging him to stop. He was fucking enjoying this. Like, what.
I screamed and kicked and he seemed unaffected, tickling and tickling until I became lightheaded.
“S-Seriously,” I stammered, trying to push him away as I struggled to breathe. “S-stop it .”
Niall finally pulled his fingers away, staring down at me with a cute expression. “Stop what?” he asked, tilting his head to the side. “What did I do?”
I groaned. “Never mind.”
Niall laughed, lowering himself down, our chests touching. “Tell me you love me.” He whispered huskily into my ear. “I wanna hear it.”
“Ijeflovekjefyogu.”
Niall smirked. “Sorry babe. What was that?”
“Irwejnfclovecoeyou.”
“Little clearer please.”
“I love you!” I exhaled finally, praying he’d get off of me.
“Hey,” he frowned, “that didn’t sound very loving.”
I sighed, ruffling his hair, the way he hated it. “I love you, Ni.”
He pout broke into a grin. Slowly, he leaned into me, placing his full pink lips on mine which parted the moment he had touched me. I immediately draped my arms over his shoulders and around his neck, my left hand habitually grabbing his hair at which he let out a small moan into my mouth. I strengthened the kiss as his tongue entered my mouth slowly, licking the inside of my upper lip. I felt his arms wrap around my waist before he picked me up, hands settled on my hips, signaling me to wrap my legs around his waist, which I did without breaking our kiss. He sat back against the couch, feet flat on the floor, as I lifted one leg over his legs, resting lightly into a straddle on his lap.
“We haven’t done this in a while.” He breathed, his forehead pressed against mine.
Yeah,” I laughed lightly, still breathless from our moment. “Colette’s always interrupting.”
“Bedroom?” Niall asked suggestively, his dark and anticipating eyes boring into mine. I nodded.
Niall picked me up, kicking our bedroom door open. He set me down on the bed, before climbing on top of me. Our kiss got deeper and deeper and I slowly rolled my hips into his in the rhythm of our kiss, immediately feeling his bulge harden underneath me. I tried not to smirk at the idea of turning Niall on and focused on his wandering hands instead. His hands explored my back underneath my shirt. I sat up, making it easy for him to pull it over my head and arms. As soon as it was off, I placed my hands on his cheeks and kissed him again, even more intensely.
And then the phone rang.
“You fucking serious right now?” Niall groaned, causing me to laugh.
“I’ll get it.” I giggled, pushing Niall off of me to get up. I reached for the phone and pressed the answer button, holding the phone up to my ear.
“Hello.”
“Hello. I am looking for Aria Horan?”
“This is she,” I answered, leaning against the bed. “How can I help you?”
“Oh, hello Mrs. Horan. This is home agent Jenn Braddock. I was calling to inform you that your said father’s owned apartment is to be put on sale soon, however this cannot be done without your approval.”
“Oh,” I said carefully, eyeing shirtless Niall. He frowned, as if to ask what the person was saying. “Go on.”
“Now just to be sure I’ve got the right person, can you please tell me where this apartment is located? This is strictly for privacy reasons.”
“1342 Castle Hill Apartments, Sacramento, California.” I recited the address of the one place in the world that I loathed.
“Alright,” Jenn said, “now, are you approving that we sell this apartment?”
“Actually,” I dragged, my eyes darting back and forth between Niall’s eyes as I talked. “Could you postpone a bit longer. I’d like to go check it out some time soon.”
“That’s fine, Mrs. Horan,” the agent said, “Just call this number when you’re ready.”
The agent gave me a number, which I quickly wrote down on a sticky note. Shortly afterward, she hung up, wishing me a great day.
“Who was that?” Niall asked as I hung up.
“Some home agent.” I told him, pressing the sticky note to the wall abode the night stand.
“What?”
“She wanted my authority to sell my dad’s apartment.” I explained briefly. Niall’s muscles tensed at the mention of my dad. He was still so protective of me when it came to my dad, even though he was dead.
“Did you approve?"
“I told her to postpone, actually.” I told him, rolling my eyes as he instantaneously frowned. “I just want to check it out one last time.”
“But why? All that place brought you was trouble.”
“But it was also my home.” I said quietly. “However bad it was.”
Niall sighed, kneeling in between my legs. “I guess that makes sense.”
“So you’ll come with me then?”
“Of course,” he smiled, leaning down to play with my hair. He captured my lips with his, and things once again, escalated quickly, this time, with no interruptions.
The room still held the steam from the intimate moment Niall and I had shared hours ago. He had gone to sleep almost instantly, but I stayed up, thinking about the phone call. I wondered what I would find in that apartment, besides beer and cigarettes lying carelessly on the floor.
The place wasn’t much, just a four room apartment with barely a kitchen and a living room. I never wanted Nate or Nicolette to enter than hellhole.
The heater must’ve been broken or something, because I was shivering. Niall turned in bed, pulling the sheets out of my hands in his sleep to cover himself. I laughed quietly, getting out of bed as quietly as possible in hopes of getting another blanket from the closet.
“Where are you going?” Niall’s rough, sleepy voice said suddenly, startling me.
“Niall,” I whispered, “It’s cold.”
Niall opened his arms out to me, looking tired. “I’ll keep you warm.”
My heart melted as I stared at him, telling me to go back to bed with him. I sighed and picked his shirt up from the floor, pulling it over my head, before climbing back into bed. He wrapped one arm around my waist, then used his other hand to pull the covers over the both of us. He kissed my neck gently, securing his grip around me, nuzzling his head into the crook of my neck.
“Go to sleep, princess.” He murmured quietly, tangling our legs together.
“But I can’t,” I said in a mere whisper. Niall still heard.
“Why not?” he frowned, cupping my face. “Is everything alright?”
“Yeah,” I nodded, “just thinking.”
“About?”
“Nicolette and Nate.” I lied. “I’m a mother. I miss my children very easily.”
“I miss them, too.” Niall agreed, holding me tighter. “But they’ll be back soon.”
“I know.”
“Now go to sleep, Ari.” He grumbled childishly, putting his fingers over my eyes in attempt to close them. I laughed and shut my eyes, shivering when Niall kissed my neck on more time.
“Hey Maura!” I waved, grinning widely into the webcam. She waved back, with Nicolette and Nate sitting on either lap.
“Hey mum!” Niall yelled, kissing the camera. “I miss you.”
“What about me, daddy?” Nate pouted, pointing to himself. “Dontcha miss me?”
“Course I do bud,” Niall sighed, “and you too Colette.”
“I miss you too, daddy.” She said, while chewing on a cracker.
“Who do you guys miss more?” I challenged, “Me or daddy?”
“Daddy!” They both yelled in unison.
“Sucker.” Niall mumbled beside me, earning him a slap on the head.
“I miss you too, mum.” Nate said after a bit, blowing a kiss to me with his small hand.
After Nate and Colette had ran off, Niall and I began to tell Maura about our plans to visit my dad’s apartment.
“So you think it’ll be safe?” Maura asked nervously, chewing her lip.
“It will.” Niall nodded. “The place is practically empty anyway.”
“Plus, we’re only going to stop by for a bit.” I added.
“We’ll be fine.” Niall promised.
“All right, you two.” Maura sighed. “Just don’t get yourselves killed, please. I almost experienced that once.”
Oh, don’t remind me.
“Okay, mum.” Niall smiled. “We’re going to buy the tickets now. We’ll talk to you later?”
“Alright then.” Maura nodded, smiling into the camera. “I love you both.”
“Love you too!” Niall and I said together, blowing her kisses. Once she had ended the call. I sat back in bed, letting out a sigh.
“They totally miss me more.” Niall cackled, wiggling his eyebrows.
“They only said that to make you happy.” I argued jokingly, pretending to be sad.
“Yeah, you wish.”
“Come on. We all know what a baby you are when you aren’t loved. I mean you literally tackled me to the ground yesterday when I said I didn’t love you.”
“And that escalated quickly.” Niall smirked, flashing me a wink.
“Just book the tickets, Ni.”
“Aye, aye, captain.”
Some people are so annoying.
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