Addicted|n.h.|

The hangover was just the beginning. And the worst part about all of it was that that day there were extra classes since the profs. had to complete the syllabus.
The sun shone brightly through the windows with the curtains drawn aside. Niall groaned and laid back down on the bed. The door to the bathroom creaked open and out walked a half-naked Ashley. Instantly, Niall was awake. The hangover seemed to have totally disappeared and he was finally aware and ready to go for classes.

Removing the towel that was draped around her body, Ashley made her way over to the closet and picked out a pair of black jeans and a check shirt, all the while Niall's eyes were on her butt and legs. He wasn't someone who would stare at girls like that but since they were a couple, it was okay for him to do so.

Flashbacks from the previous night entered his mind and he lay back down on the bed, closing his eyes and felt a rush of guilt wash over him. How could he have been so stupid? He knew it all couldn't be stopped. He knew the risks that were involved, yet he was the one who went along with the plan. Who went along with the bet. How could he have been so stupid? But how could he have known that he would end up falling in love with her?

It wasn't his plan to fall in love with her. It just happened. He didn't even have to try. But did she know? He hoped that she didn't. He felt a weight on his mid section and opened his eyes to see Ashley straddling his lap. He got up but she pushed him down, crashing her lips against his. Thankfully their teeth didn't clash. He felt himself harden almost instantly.

It's funny when he thought about it- that he was turned on almost instantly by Ashley but when it came to Kelsa, she was just...so non-turning on type of a person. Initially he was totally turned on by her but that was only because he was a novice. Now that he knew the ropes, he wasn't really turned on by her.

He bought himself back to the here and now- wrapping his arms around her waist and pulled her in, his tongue pushing past her lips. Her tongue collided with his-she was learning the ropes quickly. She pulled away though, leaving him hanging by a thin rope.

"Niall, we've gotta go. So go freshen up." she said, but didn't budge. She sat there straddling his lap.

He got up, as they came face-to-face, up close and he pressed his lips against hers. He couldn't have loved her more than he did in that moment but his heart seemed to have a rhythm of its own.

After this, she got up and let him freshen up. He stumbled into the washroom and was surprised to see it this neat and clean. His was a mess. But he was a man after all. Men were always messy. After he was done, he draped a towel around his waist and walked out into the warm room. There on the bed lay a pile of clothes with a note on top of it.

'Wear this.

Gone to get coffee. Be back in fifteen.
-Ash xo'

He put the note aside and quickly wore the clothes. He had no idea how she'd managed to get the clothes and he didn't even want to think about it. So he just let it go.

By the time he was done wearing his shoes, the door of the room opened and in came Ashley with a tray of coffee and donuts. He hungrily grabbed the coffee from her hand and the donuts. She sat down next to him and quietly drank her coffee. When they both were done, she disposed of them in the dustbin in their dorm room.

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