What he said made me open my eyes widely glancing down at him. His face expression was simple – commanding. He didn’t give a fuck about what I said cause he knew what I wanted deep down. And that was him and only him I wanted.

And even though I had objected against his actions to begin with I now let down my walls, for the first time since Niall and I met each other. I felt my mind become as weak as he made my body feel as he continued placing kisses down my stomach and thighs. Slowly, second by second, I gave in. A moan passed my lips as he suddenly moved up towards my face and bit lightly on my right nipple and then brushing my lower lip with his tongue.


Never in a million years had I thought that Niall Horan would be this hot and dirty in bed. I don’t know, I just had kind of imagined that he would be like he was as a person; cute and loving. Not that I didn’t enjoy his seduction at that moment, I was going out of my mind feeling him touching and grabbing me all over my body, sending fireworks through my mind. Especially when he stopped teasing me and let me feel the pleasure of him licking me, just the way his kisses felt – soft but yet firm at the same time.


At first I closed my eyes trying to capture each of the touches between him and me, it was so difficult though and it felt like I didn’t know what to do with myself. I tugged on to the sheets pulling them half off the bed as he slid one finger inside me still rubbing his tongue firmly up, down and around my clit changing the pace from light and quick to slow and more rough.
Moan upon moan escaped my mouth. When he caressed my right breast with his other hand I started to feel me reaching my climax. He noticed my breathing speed up and knew that he was doing the exact right things on the exact right times.

The fireworks started building up inside me to the point where I couldn’t keep it down anymore and had to let it all out. I tugged on to his hair as one last but very loud groan passed my lips.

After that I wasn’t able to relax either since my entire body was tensed up and shivering as Niall moved his way back up to me, I pressed my lips against his pulling him down to feel the touch between his skin and mine. It felt special to taste myself on him, like we were possibly even more entwined than already. His kisses weren’t the rough and dirty ones he’d given me before, now they’d gone back to being the soft and tender ones that made me just as crazy. I explored his naked torso with my hands without seeming to getting enough of it at any time at all.


The magic of our moment was unfortunately ruined by a pain suddenly returning to my ribs after having tensed up my body for that long and also holding up my legs. I think Niall noticed me becoming a little distracted and he pulled away looking at me.


“Everything okay?” he asked.

“Yeah, it’s just… my ribs hurt a bit now,” I answered with a innocent smile that was contagious since he began smiling as well and lay down next to me still with his arms wrapped around me, so that I could feel his breath against my forehead where he placed another kiss.

“I wasn’t too hard on you?” he smirked sounding incredibly proud and cheeky which made me laugh.

“No. You were exactly how you were supposed to be,” I answered and saw an even prouder sparkle in his eyes.

“So you liked it?” he teased and I hit him.

“What did it sound like, mr. Cheeky!” I laughed as his smile spread. “Let’s just watch that god damn movie.”

He laughed as well and we cuddled up with me in the nook under his right arm that always fitted snugly around me so that I could lean my head against his chest and shoulder. I’d put his jumper back on, since it just felt incredibly comfy.



I tried to watch that movie properly. I really did. Tried to get lost in it like I always did with the ones I loved most and because Aida had recommended this for me several times I felt like I should give it my best go.
But the smell of Niall from himself and on his shirt that I wore was intoxicating, along with his hand brushing my arm and the pecks he would place on my hair every now and then. He made my body sizzle which was quite annoying since I tried to concentrate on the other hot guy in the room, Johnny Depp, walking across the screen.


“I’m having an idea,” Niall suddenly said when Public Enemies had just finished.

“That is now your turn to get a blow job?” I asked without emotion which only made my fucked up joke funnier as we both cracked up.

“Oh God,” he chuckled. “I was going to ask you to go with me to the studio, but okay then.”

“What, is it that late already?” I pouted, since I didn’t think I’d had enough time with him at all.

“Almost,” he said looking at his wrist watch. “We probably have to leave in half an hour or so. Did you want to join me?”

“I would love that!” I smiled.

“Great!” he exclaimed as we both stood up from the bed to get ready. “Want to take a shower?”


I nodded and followed him in to the bathroom next door, where I once again took off the jumper very much against my will.

“What is that?” Niall suddenly asked loudly pointing at my back.

“What?” I asked. “The tattoo? Haven’t you seen that before?”

“No, guess I’ve never really looked at your back. Wow, that’s beautiful. Hermesetas. What on Earth is that?” he asked with a huge frown on his forehead.

“It’s a bit of a joke as well,” I admitted. “For most of my life I’ve been on a diet and Hermesetas is like an artificial sweetener that I’ve been addicted to, instead of sugar through the years.”

“What the fuck?” he exclaimed and started laughing. “God that’s hilarious! It just look so beautiful and like it has a huge meaning or something and then it’s just… an artificial sweetener.”


I laughed as he described the tattoo that was the letters written on top of each other down the middle of my spine. It wasn’t placed too high since I wanted to be able to show some back, without revealing that as well.


“You know, you can wear that jumper if you want to,” Niall said smiling as I put on my own boring clothes pouting. I didn’t leave him any seconds for reconsidering it, but hurried over and put that on instead.

“It’s just so comfy,” I smiled looking down at it.

“You look cute in it,” he said and came over standing right in front of my face before kissing me. “Come on, let’s go, we’re a bit late.”



We arrived at the studio about ten minutes later. Driving in the car was the safest way for us to get back and forth without getting mobbed by too many of his fans. As always he parked the car behind the studio, where no one was able to get in and I recognized the parking lot from the day where Harry and I were going for a run together – the day I ran out in front of a car.

It seemed like ages ago now, like I was looking around with whole different eyes, since so much had happened since last time.

I was now with Niall, whereas last time I was having so much doubt about whether I wanted to or not, which seemed completely crazy at that moment when he took my hand as we walked up to the door. We then walked up a few stairs before he opened the door to a room that definitely looked like a recording studio.


My glance caught two men sitting behind a huge mixer with what seemed like about a hundred soundtracks. Then I saw Harry standing behind some glass singing in to a big microphone with headphones holding down a bit of his curly hair. Liam and Zayn were sitting on a black couch that was placed in the corner of the room. I waved at them but remained quiet since I didn’t want to interrupt the recording, but since Harry finished one second later both of the boys smiled saying: “Hi” at the same time.


“Wanting a sneak peak, huh?” Zayn then said.

“Couldn’t resist,” I smiled.

“Louis will be here in a minute,” Niall told them as the two men turned around noticing our arrival. “Maja, this is Mark and Gary. Guys, this is my girlfriend, Maja.”

“Hello,” I said politely shaking both of their hands. They didn’t say anything but just nodded before turning back to Harry.

“All right, we’re going to take a break until Louis arrives, Harry, you can come out,” the man named Gary said.


“I didn’t know you were going to be here!” he exclaimed when he came out and hugged me.

“You sounded great,” I said.

“Yeah well… we’re having a lot of trouble with this song so it’s not quite good yet,” he said rubbing his tired eyes and taking a sip of a water bottle.

“Oh. But I love it so far,” I tried to comfort him since he seemed a bit frustrated about it.

“You’re cute,” he just said messing my hair around like I was a dog.

“Okay guys, we need to figure out a solution on this song, it’s not working,” the other man, Mark, suddenly interrupted us. I sat down on the couch to listen to what they were going to do. “It seems like the voices aren’t quite good enough if we want to make this a hit song. Maybe we should just count on the others…”

“No!” Liam exclaimed and we all looked at him a bit surprised and he continued: “I mean, this is such a great song and I really think that it would do us good if we had a slow song as one of the singles for once.”

“I agree,” Zayn said. “Like. A beautiful song with a big arrangement of voices but nothing else but a bit of guitar and so on.”

“I know, Zayn, but…” Gary began.

“This is important to us,” Niall said. “We kind of want to prove something with this. And since we’ve already spent so much time on it I just think it would be such a shame not to publish it as a one of the singles.”




At that second Louis came in the door with Eleanor and I couldn’t help but notice the engagement ring on her finger as she came over saying hello.


“What’s up?” Louis asked when he saw all the boys’ frustrated face expressions.

“We’re trying to figure out what to do with the slow song,” Harry informed him.

“Oh that one…” he just sighed.

“We’ll just leave it for a bit, it doesn’t help to listen to it this much,” Mark said. “Uhm, Niall, let’s do your song.”

Niall walked inside the room behind the glass and put on some headphones getting ready to sing.



They all recorded different songs on shifts and was clearly that they’d become better since their last album, which I of course had listened to way too much in secret. The songs were much more intelligent, both when it came to melody and chords, but also the beats that had until now been having kind of the same feeling, but somehow they now seemed to have evolved in to something different where the instruments were more clear which made the sound really rocky, even more than before.

I was amazed with how good it suited all of their voices as I heard them record one by one, song by song. But what touched me the most was to know that they’d written all of the songs themselves and so the lyrics got such a bigger meaning also.


Eleanor and I chatted happily while listening to the music and I had a wonderful afternoon in that studio enjoying the company of my friends.



Around nine o’clock in the evening we all found ourselves down at the parking lot hugging each other goodbye, Harry and Liam were both almost asleep because of having been singing the entire day. Man, it really wasn’t only great to have that much success, I thought when I saw them practically fall in to Liam’s car and drive away.


“Want to spend the night at my place again?” I heard Niall’s voice whisper in my ear from behind.

“Aren’t you recording early tomorrow morning?” I asked turning around to face him.

“Well yes, but… I like you having you in the studio, makes me feel… happy. Gives me energy,” he smiled.

“Wow, you really know how to treat your ladies…” I just said smiling back at him.

“And besides,” he began, “who knows when we’ll have this much time together again? I mean, before we know it your ribs will be better and then you’ll have to go back to work.”

I nodded. “That’s true.”



And so I spent the next two days with the boys in the studio, Perrie was there with me the first day, but the second I was just there alone. It wasn’t always all them in there recording, mostly just some of them at the time, but in the afternoon the second day they were all gathered to once again discuss the slow song that just didn’t seem to work.



“All right, guys, let’s just try it here and now all together to listen to it as a whole,” Mark said handing a guitar to Niall and they all got ready to sing the song. I sat up in the sofa curious to hear how it would sound.

He played a few chords on the guitar before he also started on the first verse. Zayn was right; it really was a beautiful melody, especially when he joined in on a lower voice.

On the chorus they were all singing at least three or four voices together and it sounded good. When they finished everybody were quiet until Gary broke the silence.


“I don’t know…” he began. “What do you think?” he then suddenly asked me and I lifted my head in surprise not quite knowing what to say.

“Uhm…” I tried smiling an insecure and a bit embarrassed smile. “I liked it.”

I really wasn’t for much help, they all just realized that and remained silent looking down.

“But I don’t think it will be hit song either,” I said before thinking of a better way to express myself and suddenly so many pairs of eyes tried to catch mine.

“Interesting,” Louis said thoughtful. “How’s so?”


I waited a few seconds before answering in order not to make the same mistake and now express me more precisely.

“Uhm… It’s just not that, you know… special,” I said and because of their poor face expressions I quickly added: “But it could be!”

“We’ve just listened to it to death, it completely destroys one’s judgment, you can’t think clearly,” Liam sighed. “Do you have any ideas?”

My eyes sprung wide open when I realized that he was asking me and my mouth was hanging open but no words seemed to come across it.

“I mean, you’re good with melodies and voices, aren’t you?” he then asked which only made me feel even more uncomfortable. I glanced over at Niall to seek some help but his eyes were just as curious as the other’s and I felt my palms and armpits starting to sweat.

“I…” I stumbled. “Try to… play it again.”

It didn’t take him more than a second to begin the song again and I looked down at my feet hoping not to feel too interrupted by the others.


About four minutes later I had written a short list of ideas in my mind of things that could be done with the song, I had no idea whether it would work or not, since I’d never arranged songs for men’s voices before.

“The two chords in the chorus,” I started suddenly feeling really nervous about what they would think about what I had to say. “The… B and C. Maybe you could… change them to be something like… an E diminished, it would, you know… create a good balance…”

“But that doesn’t fit with the melody at all,” Gary said which made me stumble even more feeling insecure.

“I know, but then you could… change the melody as well. Just a bit.” God, I was really hoping that they wouldn’t think it would destroy everything, I thought biting down on my lower lip.

“I’m up for trying anything,” Liam just said. “Change it into what?”

Again I was surprised by the honesty that stunned me before I said: “Niall. Try to play the chorus and sing only the melody but with the E diminished.” He nodded and did as I said, playing it over and over a couple of times as I tried to come up with a couple of new notes.

“No that doesn’t quite work,” I suddenly said. “Play one E minor and then the E diminished.” He quickly checked to see if he knew how to play it properly and then did the chorus again as I kept humming.

“Okay, then what if the melody sounded like this…” I said before singing the few new notes that I’d come up with. “And then Zayn’s voice would go…” I sung the idea for the four voices and it wasn’t until I’d finished that I dared to look up.


“Let’s give it a go,” Louis said sounding a bit more cheerful than before which made me a bit less nervous. They each sung the chorus a couple of times with the new voices and chords and deep in my own mind I was happy with the result of the small change, but I had no idea what Gary and Mark would say.

Turned out they were both nodding in approval. “It’s better, definitely,” Mark said. “But I just think that it takes a bit more than that small change.”

“The key is wrong,” I mumbled before I knew what I was saying. Once again they all looked at me curiously and the stumbling took over in my speaking like before. “I mean… Wouldn’t it sound quite good if we transposed it down to a lower key? I think… that would make it sound more, you know. Special.”


That was going to be a huge change of the song and I was so scared of how it was going to sound like, since it was just an idea that I’d had that second and that I accidentally had blurred out. God, I was such a fool.

“You could maybe… try it in D instead of F,” I suggested rubbing my hands against the fabric of my jeans to make them stop sweating.

Not everybody looked as thrilled about this idea as the first one, but they ended up trying it just to see if it might work. It probably felt kind of weird singing a song that they’d been singing in a certain key for almost a month and then suddenly change it, I could tell that on the look on their faces.

As Niall played the last chord on the guitar I forced myself to look up from my nails that I’d been biting through the entire song. But I wasn’t sure how to read the expression on the two men’s faces.


Suddenly Mark’s turned in to a smile. “That is it.”

Notes

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