I hung up the phone.
"Who was that babe?" Niall asked me, wrapping his hands around my waist.
"My old friend Marcel I was telling you about." I told him as he placed warm kisses along my neck and ear lobe. He stopped and looked at me questionably.
"Marcel?" he raised an eye brow.
"He's gay, Niall, for god sales call down."
"Oh, well alright then, where were we?" He smiled.
"Ugh, I'm going back to bed" I gave him a flirty, seductive, wink.
After we had cuddled, he asked me. "Why did you do it?"
"They just- it was, I couldn't handle it." I broke down.

Notes

Ya? Sorry it's been so long but no one requested an update... Sooooo...