She crossed her arms, pouted her lips out and shook her head, “No,”
Niall sighed, letting his head roll back against his shoulders. He'd been dealing with her all morning, putting up with her pouty faces, the crossed arms, and the refusal to go to the dentist in general. She was like a two year old who didn't get that ice cream that she wanted or something. Niall looked over at her, holding in a laugh at her jutted out lower lip, and nodded his head toward the door.
“Niall, I'm not going. I'm gonna have braces until I'm twenty! Oh god, I'll be so unattractive. I hate everything,”
Niall laughs, loud and throaty, and shakes his head, “You're mental woman,”
She scoots over and snuggles into his side and brings his arm around behind her to lay lazily across her shoulders, “Will you still love me when I have a mouth full of metal?”
“Of course. That was a stupid question,”
“Don't call me stupid. I'm about to get my mouth poked and shit and have my teeth caged by metal. You're supposed to be a good boyfriend and baby me,”
Niall rolled his eyes and then kissed her nose before bringing his hand up to pinch her cheek, “You cutie,”
“That's the last time you'll be saying that,”
She whined as he stood, gripping her wrists gently and pulling her up. She let her body go limp and he laughed and tugged her along, a loud cackle erupting when she pulled back and caused him to stumble. She looked up and smile widely, turning her eyes into little slits and made a face that made her look like a chipmunk.
“Why take me to the dentist when we can just have sex?”
“As much as I would love to have sex, if we don't go then you'll be late,”
“What's wrong with that? Maybe they'll cancel my appointment then,”
Niall pushed her toward the door and handed her purse to her, “Go.”
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“I fucking hate everyone,” Sky mumbled, hand covering her mouth. The Orthadontist removed his gloves and turned back to her, offered her a nice smile and told her how well she had done. She mumbled under her breath for the most part and complained about how dumb everyone in the office was. Niall wasn't sure why everyone apart from the Orthadontist was dumb, but he laughed anyway.
“You'll be sore for a few days. Take it easy on the solid foods,”
“Oh great, I'm gonna have to have you chew it up for me like a goddamn bird,”
Niall snorted. His hand tingled when Sky released it from her death grip and he followed her out of the building, deciding that keeping his mouth shut was probably his best choice of the day. She was in pain, could feel her gums throbbing and her cheeks lightly swelling. Niall had done what he could to make her laugh when she was getting the braces on, cracking jokes about when he had his braces and making fun of her because he didn't have to wear his anymore. He was good at making her laugh, though she was sure laughing wouldn't help her mouth quit hurting later on.
Niall slid into the driver's seat and buckled himself in, “Wanna go get a milkshake?”
“Since I can't have chicken nuggies, I have no damn choice.”
He reached his hand over and slid his fingers in between hers, giving her a light squeeze. “You wouldn't mind if I had some though, right?”
She laughed, “Don't you dare,”
“I should've known the answer to that,”
“Exactly. If I can't eat, then neither can you,”
He looked in both directions before he pulled out of the parking lot, smiling as he listened to her. “Because Niall, you're supposed to suffer for the one you love,”
“That only applies to those overly dramatic, forbidden love type shit deals or something damnit,”
“My love with chicken nuggies is forbidden right now. It works the same way,”
He burst into a fit of giggles, a loud string of 'HAHAH's' filling her ears and making her smile. She covered her mouth and he glanced over, wrapped his fingers around her wrists and tugged her arm away. “No!” She protested and sifftened her arm.
“Put yer damn hand down!” He tugged a bit harder.
“No! Would you like watch the road before you get us killed?”
“I am watching the road!”
He let go of her wrists and began poking at her stomach and she was laughing immediately, grabbing at his hand to push him away all the while laughing so hard that her face was red. Niall smiled and his eyes crinkled at the sides, “That's better,”
“You're a dick, ya know?”
“Cute?! Niall, look at my face. I look like a-”
“Oh god,” She groaned, hands covering her face. He chuckled and let his hand rest on her thigh.
“Shut up and get me my damn milkshake so I can go home and sleep,”
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“What the fuck is this shit?”
“I need instructions on how to brush my teeth? What am I, two?”
Niall sighed and shook his head, “Let's just go watch this movie. I'll read them to you later,”
She shrugged and laid the phamplet down on the bathroom sink and pushed passed him, mumbling something about how ridiculous this shit was. They haven't been home for not even an hour and she'd found something new to complain about every 10 minutes and he was ready to bash his head into the wall. One minute it was about how hungry she was, then about how her mouth hurt, then about how she hated him because he didn't have braces anymore. The list goes on and on, really.
“Will you massage my cheeks?”
She turned from her spot on the couch and looked at him, “Do I look serious?”
“Okay then, get over here,”
He padded over and sat in front of her and pulled her legs to overlap his, bringing her closer and he brought his hands up, pressed two fingers against each of her cheeks and began moving in small, gentle, circular motions. She giggled, trying to hide her mouth and he leaned in and kissed the tip of her nose, “Smile damnit,”
She shook her head, “Nope,”
“Shut up and keep massaging,”
He frowned, pouted his lip out. She stuck her tongue out at him and then grinned with her mouth closed and he smiled because she was so adorable to him, despite that she had been a pain in the ass all day. “Does this make you feel better?” He asked.
“Much. A kiss would make it a lot better,”
He leaned in and pressed his lips to her cheek and she frowned. “I meant on the lips,”
He laughed, “I don't wanna get my lips caught in that death trap babe,”
He pecked her lipsn and smiled, “Liar.”
