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NIALL

I don't think Millie had ever been that affectionate with me, or with anyone else at least that I had seen, not even Louis. We didn't do much for the rest of the trip, just walking around, checking book stores and eating in restaurants, but she kept touching my hands and thighs or holding my arm. I didn't know why but it made me feel better and better every time. We hadn't talked about starting a relationship, and we didn't have that big discussion I thought could ruin whatever we had, and I was in no hurry to have it. I just wanted to enjoy my time with her, even if there was a possibility it would make things even harder later. It was ridiculous to keep living in my illusion but I loved it like that.

We drove back to our apartment after a few days and we realized that Leo was really easy to live with. He was not barking too much, or asked too much of us. All he wanted was affection, food, and to sleep close to us, which was something we happily complied to.

I didn't try to make an other move on Millie, which meant we didn't even kiss after we had sex for the first time. I couldn't pretend I didn't want it, but I didn't want to make her feel uncomfortable and that was more important.

We were both surprised to see Louis in the kitchen when we came back. We were both exhausted, so tired that Millie had fallen asleep while I was driving and it was not easy for me to keep my eyes on the road. Not because I was tired, but because I kept glancing at her. I didn't know why It was obsessing me like that, I knew she was not going to disappear, but so many things had happened, I was really scared to lose her at some point.

"Hey mates, right on time!" Louis let out, sending us a big smile and raising his eyebrows. "You're gonna join us at the beach?"

"The beach?" Millie asked with a frown as I let out a sigh.

"I knew we should have stayed gone for an other day." I mumbled, looking away.

"Oh god, is it the annual beach party? Already?"

"Come on, everyone will be there." Louis argued, grabbing a water bottle from the fridge before his eyes fell on Millie again. "You don't have to wear a bathing suit if it bothers you, as long as you come."

They stared at each other for a few seconds and finally, Millie nodded, making Louis smile. He walked past us and when he was away in the hall, he talked louder.

"I'll see you guys there!"

We both heard the door close roughly and I licked my lips, raising my eyebrows now that we were alone before turning around to look at her.

"What's the bathing suit story?"

"Nothing important. Just a comment someone made two years ago." she replied, shaking her head and raising her nose up in a grimace. "Nothing worth repeating."

She turned around to get in the hall, probably going in her room but I grabbed her upper arm gently and she turned around swiftly, her hair moving around her head.

"A comment about what?"

"About my weight, Niall." she replied, annoyed. "A comment about a whale on the beach."

"Creative."

"Not really, t'was not the first time I heard it."

She turned around again but this time, she was too quick and I had to follow her in the hall. She stopped in front of her room and turned around after I called her name gently for the third time.

"Mill, hey, who told you that stupid comment." She looked away and just shrugged, making me sigh. "Please tell me it wasn't Grace."

"Not her, no. One of her friends, can't remember the name." she let out, shaking her head. "Sometimes I don't understand why you want me but also dated her. We have nothing in common, so why?"

I moved my chin down to look at her. Was I supposed to tell her that I never connected with anyone the way I connected with her? Was I supposed to tell her how special she was again?

"Petal, come on, we can't control these things."

"What things?"

"Feelings."

Her eyes roamed on my face as I held myself with both hands on the door frame. I was not even sure what was happening but after a while, the anger I thought I saw in her eyes left and was replaced with worries and guilt.

"You're right." she just admitted, looking down. "Look I'll just get ready and we can go. Give me fifteen minutes."

I nodded and took a step back, slightly disappointed that she actually wanted to go. Was it bad if I would prefer to stay home and watch a movie with her cuddling my side? Or was it a bit selfish that I wanted to keep her all to myself?

I walked to my room and threw my stuff on my bed. Surprisingly, Leo followed me and I held my breath when he jumped on my bed, a bit annoyed by the fact it would now smell like dog. I sighed and shook my head slightly before sitting next to him and rubbing his head.

"What am I gonna do with all this Leo, mm?"

Instead to answer me, he stared at me a few seconds before laying his head down. I sighed again and got up, grabbing a bathing suit and searching for a t-shirt. The sun was about to set but I brought a pair of sunglasses anyway and when I got out of my room, I noticed Millie was waiting for me, leaning against the wall. She was wearing a light green bikini top and a pair of shorts. Her pink sunglasses were up in her hair and she raised her eyebrows when she saw me.

"What does my outfit say?" she asked, licking her lips.

"Something like 'I'm sexy and I don't care'." I let out, my lips curling into a smirk,

"Alright, not bad." she shrugged with a small smile, pushing herself off the wall and following me to the front door. "I hate showing my stomach but it's nothing you haven't seen before."

"Oh trust me, there are many things I want to see again."

This time, she chuckled low but couldn't hide the bigger smile spreading on her lips.

It didn't take us long to get to the beach and I moved my sunglasses on my nose as Millie did the same. I saw her wave at someone and frowned when I realized it was a boy.

"Who's that?" I asked low, bending down slightly to talk closer to her ear.

"Sean."

"Who?"

"The guy I had a date with." she admitted, making my heart jump in my chest.

"Oh."

He was walking closer to us with a stupid smile and without thinking, I cracked my knuckles before Millie turned to me and shook her head. "Look, I'll go talk to him for a few minutes ok? Stay here, I won't be long."

Without giving me the chance to protest, Millie left and I saw her kiss the cheeks of that random guy, making me groan low. I was staring at them until I heard something next to me, making me jump in surprise.

Summer chuckled and when out eyes met, she tilted her head. "Hey, Niall!" she let out joyfully. "Come sit with us for a few minutes!"

My eyes roamed around the beach and I sighed low, pushing both my hands in my pockets and finally nodded, following her. The sun was almost gone by then and they started a bonfire. I tried to find Millie in the crowd and started wondering if Louis invited that guy in purpose. I thought he had given all of this up and that he wouldn't get into our business anymore, especially now that he was about to move out, but something deep inside me was not sure he wasn't guilty of the fact that Sean was there and had so quickly found Millie.

"How are you, Niall?"

I blinked a few times but it took a lot of strength to bring my attention back to Summer. She was pretty, there was no denying that, but there was no sparkle in my stomach, and my heart was definitely not beating faster.

"Oh, I'm quite good, and you? How's Andrew?"

Summer grimaced and moved her shoulders up, most likely at the thought of the last encounter I had with her friend. My lip was healed but somehow, I felt like this whole story was not completely over for both of them.

"He's... okay." she just said with a shrug. "I mean we're not dating or anything."

"Why not?" I asked innocently right before she raised her eyebrows.

"Because.. because of what you and I have... or, had. I don't know."

I felt my heart jump in my chest in surprise and turned my knees her way to face her. "Summer, we haven't talked or anything in a while, what makes you think there's still something between us?"

Something in her eyes seemed to die out and I swallowed.

"I know, I guess I just needed you to say it out loud."

"I'm sorry, I should have told you before."

I turned my head again, once again trying to find Millie and when I noticed her walking slowly with Sean, I closed my eyes for a few seconds and opened them again. She was laughing and she put a lock of her hair behind her ear, smiling at him.

"So Millie uh?" I heard, turning again to Summer as my lips parted. "I didn't see that one coming." she paused and looked down before shrugging and looking back in my eyes. "Remember when we went to the movies together? I told you, I'm not good at guessing who ends up with who. I thought it was just in movies but apparently, it's in real life, too."

"I'm... I'm sorry, Summer."

I felt her hands grab my arm gently and she moved slightly closer to me. "It's okay. Now that I see you looking at her, I realize that... it's pretty much how you've always looked at her. And how you never looked at me."

I licked my bottom lip just looking at the pretty girl close to me and sighed again. "I can't control that."

"I know." she whispered, her eyes never leaving mine.

It took me a few seconds but when I turned around, I noticed Millie was closer now and staring at us. I felt my heart threaten to come out of my throat and tensed immediately as if I had been doing something wrong. Her lips parted and she glanced at Summer before looking back at me and pressing her lips together. I could see the flames reflecting in her eyes and something stirred inside me.

"Mill..."

Quickly, she shook her head and turned around. I jumped off my seat, feeling Summer's hands slide off my arm as I watched Millie run away quickly. I turned my head to look at Summer and cleared my throat.

"I have to go, sorry. I was happy to see you again."

I rushed to Millie, trying to follow her through the mob of people gathered on the beach, and when I finally reached her, we were a bit further from everyone. The wind was slightly colder than it was during the afternoon but it smelled good and I didn't want this day to be ruined.

"Mill, hey, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, Niall, forget it."

I grabbed her hand and she turned around to look at me as I played gently with her fingers. "Please, don't lie to me."

"It's just... seeing you with Summer... I didn't like that." she admitted, her eyes closed as she swallowed hard. "I don't have a say in this, you can do whatever you want, it just... hurts."

"It hurts me to see you with Sean, too. You were laughing and even... flirting."

"I wasn't flirting."

"Your body language speaks louder than you, Mill."

She finally opened her eyes and they met mine. She seemed surprised and finally licked her lips.

"And what did my body say to you in that hotel room, Niall?"

I held my breath in surprise, not expecting this question, and took a step closer to her, still holding her hand.

"It said that you... wanted me. That you needed me close to you."

"Anything else?" she asked in a low tone. I didn't answer and she nibbled on her bottom lip. "Did it say that I love you?"

It felt like my whole body had caught on fire. It was irradiating from my skin so hard that I felt like I was lighting up the whole beach. Did I really hear what I thought I heard or did I just imagine it?

"Do you?"

She swallowed hard and finally shook her head, taking a step back. "I can't I mean, it's impossible."

"What? Why?"

"Because... because Louis just broke up with me, you know? I'm not supposed to fall for someone else. I'm supposed to still be sad, I'm supposed to still mourn the relationship I lost. It's still supposed to hurt!"

Her voice got louder as she talked and I took a step closer again, trying to make the distance between us smaller. Her words hit me hard and it made me understand why she was so reluctant with me all this time.

"Why do you want it to still hurt?"

"I don't want it to hurt, but it's supposed to!" she argued again as tears fell from her eyes. "I mean, that's what happens when people break up! That's what happens when people have their heart broken!"

"Just because it stopped hurting doesn't mean that the feelings you had were not real, Millie!" I tried to explain, my voice getting louder too. "There's no specific amount of time to get over someone, and there's no specific number of days you have to wait to fall in love with someone else!"

"You... you don't know that!"

"I do!" I insisted again. "I do because I fell for you!"

I saw Millie start sobbing and shaking her head, her eyes never leaving mine. "Is this even real, Niall? Is what we feel real or is it just a trick our hearts are playing to make us get over the people we loved?"

"Why would the feelings inside you not be true?" I asked, reaching again for her hand. "Do you feel something for me? Do you love me, Millie?"

"Yes!" she yelled louder, looking up at the dark sky before closing her eyes and wiping her cheeks. "Yes ok! I love you Niall!"

I moved close to her so fast that I barely realized what I was doing. I grabbed her face with my hands, my fingers spreading on her cheeks, and kissed her hard, so hard it almost hurt, but I didn't care. I felt her hands on my arms and she kissed me back as a colder wind made her shiver in my arms and slipped under my shirt, giving me goosebumps. I brushed my lips against hers, my eyes still closed, and left a gentle kiss on her lips.

NOTES

☆ written from Niall’s pov ☆ i don’t proofread, I never do, I hate it. ☆ AU comedy/fluff/smut/romance ☆ 2.5k ☆ i accept requests and ideas for this story, so message me in my inbox! Pretty sure no one will by now but its alright :) ☆ if you want to be notified when this story is updated (or be taken off the update list) CLICK HERE

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NIALL

All Millie and I did for the rest of the night was make out, get a few drinks, and laugh with old friends. We didn't hold hands but whenever our fingers brushed against each other's, I wanted to grab them and kiss them. I loved how she pulled me away to kiss me from time to time, and how we'd hide to make out, but I couldn't help but think that I wanted this to be official and somehow, I felt like that's what she wanted too. I knew she was confused about how she felt, and she was probably not used to get over someone so fast, especially someone she had loved deeply like Louis, but the way she kissed me made me think the words she had almost yelled at me earlier were true. I wanted them to be true... I needed them to be true.

I don't think anyone had caught us kissing but I wouldn't have really cared. Keeping this relationship a secret could be thrilling for a while but I knew it wouldn't take me long to get tired of hiding.

When Millie and I walked back in the apartment slightly tipsy and tripping on our own feet, I pressed my hand on her mouth and pointed Louis' shoes near the door. If there was one time I wanted him out of the apartment, it was definitely on that night. He probably came back to sleep here because it was closer than his girlfriend's place and he was most likely drunk, but I was not in the mood to keep quiet. I was on a high, so happy that Millie had admitted that she loved me, and I knew nothing and no one could ruin that day.

"Shh." I whispered as Millie's eyes got bigger, my palm still pressing on her lips. "I know he's probably dead pissed in his bed right now but I don't want to wake him up."

Millie nodded quickly and my lips quickly curled into a grin before I took my hand away, replacing it quickly with my mouth. Immediately, she deepened the kiss and whimpered low in my mouth, turning me on again and I took a few steps, forcing her to move back. She ended up pressed on the large wood desk placed against the wall of the living room and I ran my mouth down until her neck. I wanted to make her feel good, so fucking good, better than anyone had ever make her feel, and my hands quickly found the zipper of her shorts as she held herself with both hands on the desk.

"Niall," she murmured, her head slightly tilted back. "Niall, we should go in your room."

"Mm, no."

"We're not alone!" she added low. "What if Louis catches us!"

I knew I felt reckless because of the alcohol running in my veins but I really didn't care. "Then let him, we can pretend we didn't know he was there."

"But-" she quickly stopped talking and held her breath when my hand slipped in her shorts and panties.

"But what?" I asked with a smirk she couldn't see as my lips brushed against her neck. "Maybe he will even move out sooner, that was I can wreck you in every fucking room of this apartment."

I pushed one of my fingers against her clit and she let out a curse word in a whisper as I started nibbling on the skin of her neck. "You make me so hard." I murmured again, rubbing my cock gently against her thigh. "You know what I want right now?"

"Your cock in my mouth?" she quickly replied, making me raise my eyebrows in surprise.

I knew that if she was mentioning it, it was most likely because she was craving it, and I loved how impatient she was to please me.

"Not tonight petal. Tonight, I want to taste you." I noticed her fingers grip the desk harder and I crouched down to pull on her shorts, bringing her panties down at the same time. "Sit down."

"Niall, I don't-"

"Don't make me ask twice." I cut her quickly.

It took her a few seconds to do what I asked and I got on my knees, realizing how perfect the height of this desk was. I could smell how horny she was before I even spread her knees apart and I heard her try to smother a whimper. Quickly, I glanced at her and got slightly dizzy when I noticed her lips parted as she panted, squirming a bit on the desk.

"Don't move." I ordered in a low but firm tone as I rubbed my thumb on he small patch of hair on her pussy. "And don't make a sound."

"You know I can't keep quiet..."

I knew it for hearing her from Louis' room quite enough, but hearing it made my heart jump in my chest. The fact that she was vocal made me even hornier and I slipped one of my fingers inside her, making her tense. I couldn't believe how wet she already was and I added an other finger inside her, pushed them knuckles deep before bringing my mouth closer. I pressed my tongue against her clit and her thighs immediately pressed on the sides of my head.

"Fuck, pet, when's the last time someone used their mouth on that pretty little cunt." I asked after pushing one of her thighs.

"Way too long."

"You really should have told me before."

Slowly, I turned my hand so my palm was facing the roof and started finger fucking her just to watch her squirm again. I brought my mouth closer and flicked the tip of my tongue on her clit before sucking it on hard, feeling her thighs press against my head again. One of her hands slipped in my hair and pulled on it hard, making my free hand grip her thigh. I never thought tasting her would excite me even more than I already was but I felt my cock swell in my shorts and moaned low against her pussy.

I took my fingers out and replaced them with my tongue, pushing it as far as I could. Her grip in my hair tightened even more and I pushed my middle finger against her asshole. I felt her stiffen in surprise but after a few seconds, she relaxed and allowed my finger to go deeper in her ass, helped by the wetness from her pussy. I tried moving my tongue in rhythm with my finger and when her other hand reached for my head too, I felt her throb around my tongue and slid it up to her clit.

"Mm, please don't stop, I'm gonna cum."

I pushed my finger in her pussy and kept fucking her while sucking as hard as I could on her clit. It only took her about a minute to push my head against her. Her back arched a bit and she started shaking despite herself against me while she whispered my name over and over again with a bunch of curse words. The whole thing was so hot that I almost came in my shorts and when she finally relaxed, I took the time to run my tongue on her pussy to taste her one last time.

I shivered when her fingers slipped gently in my hair and got back up, my lips reaching hers immediately. I pushed my tongue in her mouth, making sure she had a good taste of herself and her arms wrapped around my neck as she pulled me between her legs.

"You didn't have to do that." she whispered against my mouth, making me smile.

"Oh yeah, I really had to." I chuckled, pecking her lips gently. "And you kept quiet, how tough was it?"

"Hardest shit I had to do in a long time." she laughed low, her hands slipping to my cheeks. "But we didn't get caught."

"We didn't."

Millie wrapped her legs around me and pulled me closer but when my hard cock pressed between her legs, she moved her face away slightly and raised her eyebrows with a smile.

"Did eating me out make you horny?"

One of her thumbs brushed on my bottom lip and my heart skipped a beat. "Why ask when you know the answer?"

She chuckled and raised her shoulders up a bit, tilting her head. She looked pretty and I kept looking in her eyes when one of her hands slid on my chest to reach my cock. She got down from the desk only wearing the top of a bikini and moved forward until my calves hit the side of the couch. She pulled down my bathing suit and her warm hand wrapped around my dick, her eyes never leaving mine.

"I'll try to be quiet again." she breathed, moving closer slightly and making my lose my balance.

I fell on the couch and she quickly straddled me, pulling my shirt over my head and throwing it away.

"You really want to do that here?" I asked, my eyes falling on her bikini top as she reached in her back to untie it.

"I don't think you understand how bad I want you."

"Not as bad as I want you." I replied, grabbing her waist and pulling her closer roughly.

She whimpered but quickly, she sat on my cock and I felt every inch of it slide inside her. It felt even better than the first time and my grip on her waist tightened.

"Are you scared to be caught?" she asked, moving her hips a bit and making my eyelids flutter slightly.

"Right now, nothing scares me petal, all I care about is your wet little fanny throbbing around my cock."

She started moving over me as I felt myself slip in and out of her, going balls deep every time she'd sit back on me. I groaned low, letting my fingertips brush up and reach her breasts just as her lips reached mine again.

"You feel so good." she murmured before sucking on my bottom lip. "I'm gonna get addicted to this."

"I'm already addicted to you, Mill." I admitted even lower, brushing my bottom lip against her upper one. "I love you. I fucking love you. I've never loved anyone like you."

Her movements faltered at my words and she gripped the shorter hair near my nape with the fingers of one of her hands. I wish I could read her mind as I stared deeply in her eyes and I was not sure if my heartbeats had accelerated because of what we were doing or because I was scared of what she would say next. I let my palms brush against her hard nipples and she shivered over me. I thought she'd just ignore what I said but instead, she moved her body closer and I felt her chest press against mine as she kissed my mouth.

"I love you too, Niall." she whispered, making me swallow hard. "I don't want to stop myself from telling you anymore. I love you, I love you so much it hurts inside."

Without thinking, I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her closer before moving my hips up and down to fuck her harder. She started panting, her open lips brushing against mine as I swallowed her whimpers and breath, and when she bit my bottom lip, I knew she was cumming. I felt her orgasm wet my thighs and it made me feel slightly dizzy as I reached my peak too, holding her against me tighter as I kept my hips up to spill inside her.

"Jesus fucking Christ."

She chuckled and my embrace loosened when I came down from my high. I kept my eyes closed as I tried to catch my breath but Millie cupped my face and started peppering kisses on my cheeks, the corner of my lips, my jaw and even my nose. I laughed a bit and my eyes fluttered open only to see her with a smile on her face.

"Are you happy?" I asked low, raising my eyebrows. "Because you look happy."

"I am." she admitted, licking her lips. "And it's not only a post-orgasm feeling. I'm happy with you, Niall. I misjudged you for so many years, and I keep thinking that I should have taken the time to get to know you before. I feel like we lost so many years..."

"What really matters is now. What matters is that I love you, and you love me, and we make each other happy. Because I'm happy too, with you. I thought the day I got single again was the worst day of my life. Turns out it was the best beginning I could have hoped for. Mill, I thought I wanted something, turns out what I really needed was you. Who I really want is you."

"Isn't that a song?" she chuckled.

"Well, that song is the truth."

She kissed me again but this time, it was soft and sweet, and the way her mouth tasted was driving me insane. No one had ever made me feel like that, how was that even possible?

"I can't believe you told me all that with your cock still inside me."

It made me laugh and I pecked her lips. "You're right, we should get in my room before we fall asleep here completely naked."

We ended up in my room and when she got out of the bathroom, my heart skipped a beat when I noticed she was still naked. She slithered under the covers and turned her body my way, sucking nervously on her bottom lip.

"What?"

She shrugged and sighed, slipping one of her arm under her pillow. "I don't know, I'm still a bit baffled that someone like you could enjoy having sex with someone like me... that someone like you could literally love someone like me."

"Mill, I don't think you realize how incredible you are." I explained, licking my lips. "You've got so many qualities, you amaze me every single day. You're so beautiful, Millie, inside and out. I don't know how everyone isn't in love with you yet."

This time, she let out a louder laugh and my lips curled into a smile. It took about a minute but she got serious again and sighed low.

"Can you say it again?" she asked gently but a bit shyly, pressing her lips together.

"Say what exactly? That you're amazing?"

"No, that you love me."

My smile turned into a fond one and I moved closer, bringing my hand to push a lock of her dark hair out of her face. My fingertips brushed on her cheek and I moved my head closer to her on my pillow, staring in her eyes.

NOTES

☆ written from Niall’s pov ☆ i don’t proofread, I never do, I hate it. ☆ AU comedy/fluff/smut/romance ☆ 2.6k ☆ i accept requests and ideas for this story, so message me in my inbox! Pretty sure no one will by now but its alright :) ☆ if you want to be notified when this story is updated (or be taken off the update list) CLICK HERE

NIALL

After taking off my wet boxers and putting on new ones along with a t-shirt, I put clean sheets on the bed and changed the covers too. I wanted everything to smell good and feel good for her even if I wanted her to start living again. She was in a surviving mode and I understood why but she needed help to move on and I wanted to be there for her. I stopped everything and looked up at her when she walked back in the room, the towel wrapped around her body and she sent me a small smile. It was not shy, it was thankful and loving, and it made me smile back.

"Do you want me to get clean clothes for you in your room?"

"Can I just..." she started with a shrug." Borrow some of yours?"

I chuckled and nodded, moving my chin in my drawer's direction. "Of course, love."

She smiled more and turned around, opening the drawer as I placed the pillows on my bed. I held my breath when she dropped the towel and it fell on the carpet in a low sound. I kept staring at the way her shirt molded her body and held my breath in a poor attempt to make my heartbeats slow down. Her hair stuck to her arms and when she finally moved her wet shirt over her head, I blinked a few times and looked away. I knew I had touched her just a few minutes before but watching her get undressed in front of me so shamelessly was making me slightly dizzy. I didn't know if it was because of her boldness, her vulnerability, the way she trusted me or simply because of lust, but I felt my heart jump so hard in my chest I had to swallow it back.

She put one of my dry shirts on and I couldn't help but glance at her, the image of her naked side profile now engraved in my head forever. I breathed in deeply, trying to get back to my senses but she just pulled her panties down and this time, I completely turned around, closing my eyes. I couldn't stop thinking about how good it felt to touch her and how much it had turned me on to hear her cum. I formed a fist with my hand, trying to stop thinking about my fingers sliding against the small patch or hair on her pussy or the way she dripped on my fingers. It was not the first time I touching a girl but I couldn't remember a time it had made me feel this way.

I felt her presence closer and when my eyes fluttered open, they immediately met hers. She looked pretty wearing my clothes with a lock of wet hair sticking to her cheek and I licked my lips nervously.

"Niall? Are you okay?"

My eyes roamed on her face and without thinking, I bent down and kissed her roughly. I felt my heart jump in my chest and backed away but it only took half a second before she kissed me again. Her hands slipped under my shirt, her fingertips brushing up my chest until my nipples. I let out a curse word in her mouth and she smiled a bit before chuckling.

"That was so hot earlier, Mill." I breathed out in her mouth. "Thank you for trusting me."

"Thank you for making me cum so hard I still feel weak in the knees."

I smirked and let out a short chuckle before moving slightly back. "You're easy to please, I barely touched you."

"Maybe it was mostly because it was you."

I swallowed at her confession and kissed her lips gently again. "Maybe I wanted to do it because it was you, too."

Her hands slid back down to the waistband of my boxers but I quickly reached for them, grabbing them with mine and squeezing them as I leaned my forehead against hers.

I didn't want her to feel like she had to pay me back for the pleasure I gave her in the shower. I didn't want her to think about anything else but her own well being at the moment. I also didn't want her to think I did it just because I wanted her to return the favor. She turned me on and I wanted her, but there was no way I would do anything that could make her believe that it was only lust. She was not just a friend I wanted to have sex with. I was not looking for a new fuck buddy.

"Sit down in bed with me, okay?"

She frowned for half a second but did what I asked. I grabbed her brush waiting on the table on her side of the bed and sat behind her. She moved her back straight and I brought all her hair behind her shoulders before I started brushing it. Her shoulders fell after a while as she relaxed and even if I was not really skilled for that, I still succeeded to untangle her hair after a few minutes. I put the brush away and moved her hair away a bit, bringing my lips to tje back of her neck and placing a soft kiss on it. I noticed how she shivered and tilted her head a bit and it made me smile.

"Do you think I would have been a good mom?"

The question took me a bit by surprise and I tensed, raising my eyebrows but after a second or two, I relaxed again and moved closer to her, running my hands on her upper arms from behind. She didn't turn around to look at me. In fact, I suspected it was asking her a lot to pronounce these words and wait for an answer.

"I know you'll be an amazing mother one day, if that's what you want." I replied softly, kissing her ear gently. "You're the most empathetic, kind, patient, supportive and loving person I know."

"Do you want kids, Niall?"

I didn't know she could surprise me again but this time, I didn't hesitate. I wrapped my arms around her and buried my face in her neck, making her raise her shoulders up and chuckle. I was pretty sure I had tickled her without wanting to.

"Yes."

I wanted to tell her that I wanted kids with her, and that although not as tough as hers, I was still mourning the baby she had, feeling it was a bit mine somehow.

"Do you think less of me for what I did?"

For some reason, her question made me hold her tighter against me and I felt myself tear up. "No Mill, I don't want you to ever say that ever again." i let out softly. "Nothing can make me think less of you. I'm not here to judge you, I'm here to support you."

She turned her head my way and I held my breath when I realized how close her mouth was from mine. If I could, I'd spend hours just kissing her over and over again.

"Do you think you would have ended up having feelings for me if I had kept the baby."

Her voice was so low I barely heard it but my heart skipped a beat and I glanced at her lips before looking back in her eyes. I was debating whether or not I should let out the answer that immediately came to my lips and finally I swallowed.

"I don't need you to be pregnant to have feelings for you, Mill."

----

I woke up the next day laying on my back, feeling one of my legs twitch. I let out a short groan as I was getting more conscious of what was happening and the warmth I felt around my cock made me let out a whimper as my heart jumped in my chest. It took me a few seconds to be completely awake and the first thing I did without thinking was bringing my hand to Millie's hair and gripping it tight. I couldn't remember the last time a girl took my dick in her mouth and now that it was happening again, I realized just how much I had missed it.

"Fuck, petal, you really don't have to do that." I whispered, gripping the sheets of the bed with my free hand and wishing I would have kept my mouth shut.

"Mm, was about time you finally woke up."

My eyes fluttered open and I moved up, holding myself with one of my elbows to take a look at her. She had moved her hair over one of her shoulders and was holding my hard cock in her hand, her head tilted and a smirk spread on her lips. My gaze moved to her hand when she started stroking me slowly and my leg twitched again.

"H-How long have you been doing that?"

She tilted her head and ran her down up and down my cock and I let go of her hair to hold myself with both elbows on my pillows.

"Only a few minutes, I was just being impatient."

I felt something twist in my chest, like a mix of lust and something deeper that made me want to pull her close to me, but I just kept looking at her as she wrapped her lips around the tip of my cock, her eyes never leaving mine. She looked so confident and cheeky it actually turned me on more than it should have.

"Fuck you look so good like that." I whispered, shaking my head very lightly. "I never wanted to cum in someone's mouth as bad as I do right now in yours."

Her lips curled more and she moved down to my balls, sucking on one and making a louder moan escape my lips. I let my head fall on my shoulders and closed my eyes, my lips parted a bit.

"You're lying, you've been working on my cock for more than a few minutes." I pointed out, feeling my heart beat so hard against my chest that I could hear it. "If it had only been a few minutes I wouldn't be so close already."

I heard her chuckle again but I was way too horny to think anything of it.

"If you want it so bad, maybe you should just cum." she proposed in an amused tone. "But you should look at me as you do, don't you think?"

She didn't have to ask me twice. I moved my head up and when our eyes met again, she took my whole cock in her mouth and started sucking harder. It took me my surprise and my eyes got bigger as I held my breath and gripped the sheets again.

"Holy sh-"

I felt myself start shaking but I didn't stop staring at her and she kept her mouth around my cock as I came while I ground slightly up, pushing my cock deeper between her lips. She kept sucking me even when I relaxed on the bed, my heart throbbing all over my body and my eyes closed.

"Come here." I murmured after groaning low.

I expected her to move on top of me but instead, she lied down next to me, turning her body my way. It took me a few seconds but I finally turned my head to send her a soft smile that she returned.

"What did I do to deserve this?" I asked low, making her move slightly closer to me.

"I waited all evening and night but you didn't ask me to return the favor," she explained, raising her eyebrows. "So I thought I could just give it to you."

"First off, I didn't do that last night to get it back. Second off, this is more than I gave you yesterday." I pointed out.

She pressed her lips together in a cute way and raised her eyebrows. "Mm, okay. Then I did that because I wanted to. I did that because you make me feel good, and I want to make you feel as good as you make me."

I brought my hand behind her head and pulled her closer, but just as our lips were about to touch, she stopped me. "I taste like your cum."

This time, I sent her a bigger smile and nodded. "I know."

Her traits softened and she smiled again before I pulled her head closer again. Immediately, I pushed my tongue in her mouth to kiss her deep and she answered my kiss. I could definitely taste myself but most of all, it was her own and unique taste that invaded my mouth and when she whimpered in my mouth, I let my hand slide on her back and pressed her body against mine.

"Millie." I whispered when we stopped, my lips still so close to hers I could feel them brush against mine when I talked. "If I promise you a surprise, will you get out of bed, get dressed, and let me take you somewhere?"

She pulled away and her eyes roamed on me. She didn't seem as sad today but I was not sure if it was just a façade or if it was real. My heart skipped a beat as I waited for her answer and she just licked her lips before nodding. It made my lips curled and I tilted my head slightly to kiss her lips again.

"Thank you." I whispered before smiling again and getting out of bed.

I took my shirt off and searched for clothes in my drawer, noticing her sitting up from the corner of my eyes. I knew she was staring at me, naked and a bit excited that she accepted to follow me outside but I tried not to think much of it as I put on a clean pair of boxers and grabbed pants and a t-shirt.

"What are we, Niall?"

I stopped moving suddenly and breathed in, trying to unravel the thoughts in my mind and ended up walking back to the bed and sitting slowly on it, my shirt still in my hand.

"We're best friends. We're.. more than that. We're two persons who have feelings for each other, who want to spend time together, two persons who have had their hearts broken but who are trying to mend it together... and maybe with each other, too." I paused and she swallowed hard. I was suddenly scared my words had hurt her and I searched for her hand, squeezing it in mine. "I won't lie to you, Mill, I really don't want an other fuck friends relationship. I also don't want to act like what's between us is just lust, or just friendship. It's so much more than that, at least for me. I know we decided not to do anything about it to preserve our friendship but... I'm scared we'll ruin it by suppressing or ignoring how we really feel."

"I'm not ready." she breathed out as she teared up.

"It's okay, Mill, it's okay." I expressed low, leaning my forehead against hers and closing my eyes. "So many things happened, we don't have to think about that for now, okay?"

"Okay."

I brought my hand to her hair and stroking it gently before pushing the lock behind her shoulder. My fingertips brushed against the skin of her neck and I noticed goosebumps appear as she shivered. I loved the effect I had on her, and I wondered if she knew she had the same effect on me.

NOTES

☆ written from Niall’s pov ☆ i don’t proofread, I never do, I hate it. ☆ AU comedy/fluff/smut/romance ☆ 2.8k ☆ i accept requests and ideas for this story, so message me in my inbox! Pretty sure no one will by now but its alright :) ☆ if you want to be notified when this story is updated (or be taken off the update list) CLICK HERE

NIALL

I had never seen Millie so sad. She spent her whole days sleeping in my bed and she even called sick at work. I would bring her food in bed even if I wouldn't normally let anyone eat in mine but it didn't really matter because she barely ate anyway. It was up to the point where it actually scared me. I didn't know what to do or what to say, but every time I'd lie down with her, she'd immediately move closer to me to cuddle me. It made me believe that all she really needed was a presence near her, someone she trusted, someone that made her feel safe. I was the one who went through it with her, and even if obviously, I couldn't really understand the depth of her pain and sorrow, she allowed me in and I couldn't explain how relieved it made me.

It had been over two weeks and nothing seemed to get better. I didn't know how long it could take to get over something like that and I guessed it was different for everyone, but I worried about my best friend more than I ever had about anyone in my life.

Once again, I lied there all night with her cuddling my side as I caressed her back gently. It would always take me so long to fall asleep even if I felt extremely exhausted but it seemed like my mind couldn't stop. I couldn't stop thinking, I couldn't stop worrying, I couldn't stop trying to find a solution.

My eyes fluttered open and I realized that as usual, she hadn't left my side. I looked down at her, her lips parted as she snored lightly, and brought my hand slowly to her face, brushing my fingertips on her cheek. It made her whimper low and I held my breath, hoping I didn't wake her up. I don't know how I managed to get out of bed but I walked slowly to the kitchen to prepare some coffee, hoping it would wake me up but not really believing in it. I knew I should eat too and I grabbed a cereal box before sitting at the table.

I stared at the bowl in front of me, yawning from time to time, and when I heard a noise, I blinked a few times, getting out of my thoughts.

"Hey, mate."

I felt my heart jump in my chest when I recognized Louis' voice and looked up, frowning slightly as he poured the coffee I just made in two different mugs before bringing one to me. He sat in front of me and I grabbed the mug, feeling my palm getting warmer against it. The whole apartment was cold, colder than it normally was, and I felt a shiver cross my back.

"You look like shit." Louis added, making me look up in his eyes as I sent him a rude look.

"Shut up."

I knew he was probably right but I hated that he mentioned it. I shivered again, wishing I had put a shirt on instead to walk around in only my boxers, and grabbed my spoon to take a mouthful of cereal, making sure I wouldn't throw an other insult at him. It was probably the lack of sleep that made me short-tempered but I couldn't help it. I knew I had dark circles under my eyes and that I probably looked tired, but with what was happening, it was quite normal, even if Louis was not aware of the whole story.

"Is she okay?"

This time, my heart skipped a beat and I looked up in his eyes again, almost choking on my food. My eyes roamed on his face and I licked my bottom lip after swallowing. Was it concern and worry I heard in his voice and saw all over his face?

"No." I admitted with a sigh, letting my spoon fall in my bowl and splash the table.

I groaned and raised my nose up, looking at the drops of milk but before I could do anything, Louis used the sleeve of his sweatshirt to wipe it off.

"What's wrong with her?" he asked, trying to get my attention back. "Can I do anything?" I looked up and frowned again but he just shrugged a shoulder and grabbed his mug to take a sip. "I know both of you don't believe it but I love her, I still consider both of you my best friends. I know she doesn't want me around but if I can help, I will."

"Louis, you literally threw a fit when I told you how I felt for her."

"I know." he admitted, looking away. I could feel he was nervous and perhaps feeling a bit guilty but I didn't point it out. "It was selfish jealousy. I discussed with El and I realized it was just that. I was jealous she replaced me."

"You replaced her."

This time, his eyes met mine and he seemed annoyed. "You think I don't know?" he sighed and closed his eyes, clearly trying to calm himself and when his gaze met mine again, it was softer. "What happened to her?"

"I don't think it's my place to tell, Lou." I finally replied after a few seconds, licking my lips. "She's just very sad."

"She seemed happy. You two were getting closer and she was always laughing. I could hear her. It echoed on the fucking walls all the time. And now? Now all she does is sleep." he pointed out, taking a sip of coffee. "She needs out of bed. You need to show her that life is still worth it, okay? I feel like she could sleep her whole life away."

I hated that Louis gave me advice on something he obviously couldn't do himself. When was the last time Louis made Millie feel alive? When was the last time he made her laugh or showed her that life was worth it? At the same time, I knew he was right so I just nodded and passed my hand in my messy hair.

"Yea, alright, I'll keep you updated." I got up slowly, the sound of my chair against the floor annoying me slightly, and brought my dishes to the sink. "I'll go check on her."

I was about to get in the hall when I heard Louis' voice calling my name again and turned around.

"Mate, if you guys need anything, just call me okay? I'll drop everything and get here."

--

I walked back in my room and spent a few minutes just watching her sleep. She was laying on her back, her right cheek against the pillow and one of her arms placed near her head with her palm up. I stared a few seconds at her fingers curling a bit, almost touching her palm, and licked my lips before sighing. I wanted to make her happy. In fact, there was nothing I wanted more. I knew it was selfish but I wanted to be the one to make her happy, and no one else.

I moved closer again and slowly lied back down in bed with her, laying down on my stomach and holding myself with my elbows. I brought one of my hands to her arm and slid two of my fingertips up. My lips curled slightly when she shivered and my fingers reached her palm gently. I breathed it and held it as I intertwined our fingers together and it's only when she squeezed my hand that my eyes found hers. She was sending me a small smile and my whole heart seemed to burst.

"Niall." she whispered, staring at me with small and tired eyes.

"Mill, it's been so many days now." I whispered, moving closer to her without letting go of her hand. "We should get up and go out."

"Mm, no, I'm not strong enough."

My eyes roamed on her and I glanced up before looking back in her eyes. "A shower then? It's only a few feet away. I'll wash the sheets too and put clean ones."

Her lips parted and she seemed to hesitate. I didn't want to make her feel guilty about the way she felt or how she coped with it but Louis was right. She needed to do something, even if it only meant spending ten minutes in the shower.

"Please? For me?"

She brought her free hand slowly to my face and my eyes fluttered when her fingers reached my cheek. "Why are you so sweet with me?"

I wanted to tell her so many things at that moment but what kind of memory would we keep from that? As stupid as it seemed, I knew it was not the right time to monologue about how I felt and what I was ready to do for her.

"You know why." I replied softly. "I care about you more than I care about anyone else."

"Okay, I'll shower in one condition." she explained, raising her eyebrows as I did the same. "You come with me."

"I-In the shower?" I felt my heart start racing and my facial expression was probably surprising because it made her chuckle. I squeezed her hand so hard I was scared I actually hurt her.

"You keep your boxers. I'll keep my shirt and panties." she pointed out in a whisper. "But I don't want to go alone."

I couldn't slow down the beatings of my heart but I ended up just nodding and we got up very slowly and walked to the bathroom adjacent to my room. I grabbed two towels and put them on the counter before starting the shower. I walked in first and held out my hand to her to help her. It's only when water started falling on her and wetting her hair that my heart twisted in my chest. I was not nervous or impatient anymore, I was happy that my best friend was out of bed. I was happy that she wanted me with her. I was happy that she allowed me around her during one of the hardest period of her life.

I heard her sniff and it took me a while to realize she was crying. It was not so obvious since we were in the shower but it made my eyes water too. I shook my head a bit and grabbed the shampoo, pouring some in my hands before bringing them to her hair. She let me take care of her and wash her hair slowly, and I took a step closer to her. I helped her rinse her hair in silence and when I grabbed the soap, she tilted her head, watching me get some in my hands again.

"Is it okay? Or would you rather do it yourself?"

She shook her head and sent me a small smile before shrugging a shoulder. "No, please go ahead."

Slowly and a bit nervously, I brought my hands to her arms, rubbing soap gently on her skin and finally moved down on my knees to do the same to her legs and thighs. When I moved up, I realized she was holding her breath and stopped, raising my eyebrows.

"Do you want me to stop?"

Instead to answer, she just shook her head and I licked my lips, bringing my hands to her waist. I didn't want to turn this into a sexual thing but I couldn't help my heart from beating hard as my hands traveled on her. It was not just lust, though, it was also the strong desire to be close to her mentally, and to show her how much I cared. I washed her back and finally brought my hand back to her stomach, moving them up but stopping right under her breasts.

"Okay, you're clean now."

Her lips curled more at my words and she chuckled. "Not completely."

"You know if I touch you, It'll be hard to stop." I added softly, moving my face closer. "Even if this isn't meant to be sexual at all."

"I know, it's just... I haven't been touched in so long."

My lips parted and my hands gripped her a bit tighter. I looked down at her as I let my hands slide on her skin and her eyes fluttered close when they reached her breasts. I swallowed a curse word and kept staring at her face to engrave all her reactions and noises in my brain. She whimpered low when my palms brushed against her nipples and I moved my head down to lean my forehead against hers.

"No one can make me feel good and happy, Niall." she admitted when my hands moved back down to her waist. "Only you. And I don't know why. We used to annoy each other so much, why do I need you so bad now? How did you become my best friend so fast? Is this even real?"

"We've been through the same thing pretty much at the same time. That made us closer faster than usual. But I'm sure we would have ended up best friends anyway. And probably more."

I felt slightly dizzy at my confession but she just smiled and ran one of her hands on my chest, her fingers stopping near my belly button.

"I'm almost clean now." she murmured, the warm water still falling on both of us as I tried desperately not to kiss her.

"I can't go there, Mill." I replied just as low. "If I do, we can never go back."

"What if I promise it won't take me long?"

I was tired to resist. I was tired to wait until I was over Grace, over what happened with Summer. I was tired to wonder if she was over Louis, if we were going too fast, if what I felt was love or just some sort of rebound lust and closeness for someone I had known all my life without really knowing her. I was tired to ask myself questions every single time I was about to do something everyone thought I shouldn't do.

One of my hands left her waist and I slipped one of my fingers in the waistband of her panties. Millie was smiling and chuckling for the first time in so many days that there was no way I was going to say no to anything she'd ask, no matter what it was. It's not like it was a chore or a favor anyway, I wanted to make her feel good, I wanted to make her feel happy. Me. Only me. And it was fulfilling my specific desires and also hers at the same time.

I slid my hand in her panties, remembering it was still covered in soap, and one of my fingers slipped on her slit and pressed on her clit. I almost had to bring my other hand on the shower wall to keep my balance but instead, I gripped her waist harder and shut my eyes tight.

"Is that why you brought me here with you?" I breathed out.

"No, it was not planned." she admitted, licking her lips as her tongue brushed on my bottom one. "But I wouldn't have wanted anyone else."

"No one else in the shower with you, or no one else making you cum?"

"Both." she replied with a chuckle. "You're the only one I trust."

I didn't want to go too far, I just kept rubbing my fingers on her clit gently and when she let out a low whimper, I started going slightly faster. One of her hands reached for my hair and she pulled on it lightly while the other grabbed my wrist tight.

"Oh fuck, Niall..." her voice was low and she closed her eyes tight as she came, shaking very slightly against me, her grip on my wrist tightening to hard I could feel her nails dig in the inside of my arm but kept going until her whole body relaxed.

She started panting and I took my hand out of her wet panties, moving my head back a bit to look at her.

"You're clean now." I half-joked, the left corner of my lips curling. "I'll get you some dry clothes and change the sheets of the bed."

Her eyes opened slowly and she nodded, sending me a small smile that I mirrored. I was about to leave when I felt her hand on my arm and turned around. Her lips parted and I knew what she was about to say but instead, she closed her mouth and swallowed hard.

"It won't be awkward between us now, right?"

For some reason, I knew deep in my heart that it was not what she had planned to tell me at first but I just smiled more and shook my head.

NOTES

☆ thank you so much to everyone who commented and reblogged! thank you so much to everyone who gave this story a chance, and to the 58 persons on the update list. thanks so much for supporting my fourth book, it means more than you think, and i hope youll enjoy the next one ill write. i love you all so so much!!!

NIALL

"Watch out for the-"

I took an other step back and hit my head against the door frame. My face twisted in a grimace and I noticed Millie holding her breath as her lips parted. I knew she desperately wanted to rush to my side and check if I was alright but the fact that she was holding the other side of the couch made it impossible for her to move.

"Are you ok honey?"

Millie had started calling me a bunch of cute names after we made it official. She kept testing new ones every day and 'honey' was definitely one of the sweetest and normal ones. If I wanted to be honest, as long as she didn't call me by my last name, I was fine with it, and she hadn't done that in a very long time. Even 'romantic little shit" was endearing to some extent.

"Yea, I'll be okay."

I moved slightly to walk through the frame and we reached the living rook with difficulty, placing the couch pretty much in the middle. There were boxes everywhere, we had moved those every day of the past week, but we wanted to bring the furniture too, we just had no idea it was be that hard to do it only us two. We had rented a truck but we were already exhausted.

Millie sighed and walked around the couch before letting herself fall on it. I wanted to complain and tell her it was not time to take a break but I decided that we did deserve one and sat next to her, placing my arm on the back of the couch. Millie immediately moved closer and it made me smile. We were like magnets for each other.

"I think I'm gonna call my cousins to get some help, after all."

"Good idea, sugar."

I frowned but a smile draw itself on my lips as I looked down at her. "Don't tell me the next cute name you'll call me will be 'candy boy', please."

She looked up and an amused smile appeared on her lips as she raised her eyebrows. "How did you know?"

"Do you know anyone who didn't hear that song before?"

This time, she chuckled and shrugged before I brought my arm around her, pulling her even closer to me and kissing the top of her head. We had finally decided to move. Our new apartment was smaller, obviously, but they accepted dogs and we had large windows and a very nice balcony. We had kept one my bed and hadn't decided yet what we would do with the free room. I didn't really care but It would be a nice place for a large shelf to put her books and a place, perhaps, for my guitar lessons.

I liked the relationship we had built, I liked how we moved forward and were now happy together, i liked how we communicated, how we loved each other, how we were always there for the other. I had never had a better relationship than that and I didn't want any other.

"How did I get so lucky?"

I blinked a few times, getting out of my thoughts, and looked down at her again. "Meaning?"

She turned on her seat to face me and look in my eyes and the way she was staring at me made something twist in my stomach. I thought it would leave after a while but it never did and I hoped it never would.

"Someone like me ending up with someone like you..."

"What do you mean 'someone like you'?"

She shrugged and looked down before licking her lips. "Someone broken like me... someone plain and ordinary."

I brought two fingers under her chin and moved her head up until her eyes met mine again.

"Millie, you're funny and smart.. honest, kind, soft and empathetic." I explained in a sweet and low tone, my eyes never leaving hers. "And you're the strongest person I know. You're so fucking strong, Mill." She swallowed and I noticed her eyes watering. "I know you're not used to people caring like that or telling you things like that and it's a shame. Everyone should be in love with you. Don't underestimate yourself. I'm the lucky one."

---

My cousins were gone and all the furnitures were placed exactly where we wanted them to be. There was still a bunch of boxes laying around and I knew it would take a few days before everything was where it should be but it didn't matter. We were both exhausted, I knew it, and I lied down on the couch as Millie was opening a few boxes, clearly searching for something.

"Petal, please, come lay down with me will you?"

"Just a second baby, I'm searching for something."

I moved my hands behind my head to relax and closed my eyes, breathing in deeply. I heard her move around and after a while, I frowned and opened my eyes. She was using a hammer and it suddenly stressed me. I got up and walked to the hall where she was trying to hang something on the wall. When I stood next to her, my lips parted and I held my breath.

"Is that.. my list?"

She had framed the list I had given her a few weeks before with the reasons why we were meant to be and my eyes roamed quickly on a few points.

"If I had known you wanted to frame it, I would have used my best handwriting."

"I love your handwriting. I can read the passion in every letter." she let out, turning to me with a huge smile.

"The passion uh?"

"Mmhm, the passion."

Quickly, I moved closer to her and pressed her against the wall, right next to my list now hanging near her head. She smiled even more and my lips quickly met hers, kissing her hard and deeply, feeling her hands reach my hair.

"You know we're gonna have to christen all the rooms here, right?" I asked in a low tone, my hands sliding down her breasts and stopping her her waist. I gripped it and pulled it against me before pressing her harder on the wall. "How about we start now?"

"I thought you were tired?" she asked cheekily.

"I'm fine now, I feel suddenly better."

Millie laughed and shook her head, raising her nose up. "A miracle."

I was about to kiss her again when we both heard her phone. She tried to reach her pocket but I kept my body pressed against hers, hoping she'd just ignore it. She checked it quickly and her lips curled again before she pressed them together, still staring at her screen.

"It's Louis. He asks if we're free tomorrow for a dinner with him and El's."

About a week or so ago, Louis had messaged Millie and they had a very long discussion without me. I wouldn't go as far as saying everything was back to how it used to be, but we were all trying. We had been friends the three of us for so long, I knew it couldn't end like that, but we were trying to tame each other again and see if the friendship we used to have was still possible to save. It was looking good and it made all of us happy.

"Just say yes and we'll bring the dessert." I just replied. "And then leave that damn phone on silent so I can get in your pants, pet!"

She giggled as she typed a message and just as she was about to put her phone back in her pocket, I grabbed it and put it in the back pocket of my jeans.

"Hey!"

"Enough! I want all your attention, you're all mine."

Her expression turned soft and she tilted her head. I loved the way she was looking at me. I wanted her to look at me like that forever. I wanted to make her happy forever. My life was completely different than it was a few months ago and if someone had tried to make me believe that's where I'd be now, I would have laughed.  I would never have thought I'd find my second half in Millie. I never thought the girl who annoyed me the most and was having sex with my best friend could become the most important person in my life. I never thought the girl I had known almost all my life could suddenly make me see life differently and could make me feel things I had never felt before. The way Millie was looking at me made me believe that she felt the same way. She was surprised by the way things turned out but we wouldn't want it any other way.

NOTES

☆ written from Niall’s pov ☆ i don’t proofread, I never do, I hate it. ☆ AU comedy/fluff/smut/romance ☆ 2.5k ☆ i accept requests and ideas for this story, so message me in my inbox! Pretty sure no one will by now but its alright :) ☆ if you want to be notified when this story is updated (or be taken off the update list) CLICK HERE

NIALL

When I woke up the next day, it was already late in the afternoon. I let out a groan and it took a few seconds before my eyes fluttered open. They met Millie's who was laying on her side, holding her head with her hand and her upper arm on the mattress as she stared at me. My lips curled when I saw her and I moved closer, pressing my lips against hers gently.

"How long have you been watching me?"

She shrugged and sent me a smile before licking her lips. "A while." she admitted in a low tone. "Your lips part a bit sometimes and you breathe loudly."

"Oh yea?"

"Mmhm."

We stared at each other some more and i felt something twist in my stomach. I was about to bring my hand to her cheek but she started talking again and I remained motionless instead.

"I called sick," she admitted, pressing her lips together. "It's a lie, I'm not sick at all."

I chuckled at how cute she was. The way her eyes stared at me as if she felt half-guilty, half-happy made me move my head closer to her on my pillow. Her eyes followed me and I moved my chin up to see her better. Her eyebrows caressed gently her cheek bones as she stared at me and I swallowed hard.

"So you want us to spend the day at home?" I asked before she nodded slowly, almost childishly.

"Okay, but we need a shower."

Her lips curled and she chuckled, trying to hide a bigger smile by pressing her lips together again. I laughed and moved closer to kiss her nose before quickly pushing the covers off of me and getting up. She followed me and my heart skipped a beat when I realized she was wearing one of my shirts and a pair of panties. I didn't mention anything until we were in the bathroom but after starting the shower, I glanced at her and smirked, taking my shirt off.

"You know this is my fave outfit on you, don't you?"

"Your shirt and my knickers?" she asked, raising her eyebrows with an amused smile.

"Yea. Or just my shirt, really." I admitted, taking a step closer to her. "It just turns me on to see you in my clothes.. like we were connected, or that i was a part of you, and you were a part of me."

Her smile fell and her lips parted very lightly. "You mean that?"

"Mmhm." I just said, nodding. "I also enjoy thinking you could be mine. And i love when you don’t wear many clothes so that's perfect."

Her lips curled again and she rolled her eyes. "Romantic little fucker."

I smirked and wrapped my arms around her waist, bringing her closer and bending down slightly to lean my forehead against hers. I had never seen her wear Louis' clothes, or anyone else's, actually, and somehow, it made me feel something inside. Something that reminded me of pride and possessiveness invaded me but I just breathed in deeply,

"You have no idea." I whispered, making her giggle.

I kissed her lips and moved back only to take my boxers off, leaving them on the cold tiles before getting in the shower. I was tempted to look back and watch her get undressed but I waited impatiently for her to join me and groaned slightly when I watched water fall on her hair, her hair sticking to her cheeks, neck and shoulders.

"Are we here to get clean or fuck, exactly?" she asked, chuckling low and raising her eyebrows.

"You're making me wonder."

We got cleaned quickly but from time to time, I'd feel her hands sliding down my chest or brushing against my butt. It made me smile every time but I didn't comment. I liked that she always had to be close to me, to touch me, I didn't even know she realized that she was doing it.

We ended up in bed again, both laying on our backs and looking at the ceiling. Leo was laying at the end of the bed with us in silence. I had closed the curtains and the room was quite dark but we could see each other and it's all that mattered. I grabbed her hand with mine and brought it up, our arms straight up in the air, and intertwined our fingers.

"This is perfect, I hope you know that." she admitted after a while, squeezing our fingers more.

"It is. You and I, alone in an empty apartment, free to do anything we want." I pointed out with a soft smile. "I can't think of anything better."

Silence took place between us and Millie cleared her throat, making me frown slightly. I felt her nervous next to me but waited until she was ready to talk.

"Do you think Louis will ever forgive me?"

Something twisted in my stomach and slowly, I brought her hand closer and kissed the back of it gently. I felt bad knowing I couldn't reassure her without a doubt and I turned around to face her, waiting until she would turn her head my way. She finally did and I could have sworn she was crying.

"Louis and you have been friends and even more than that for so long, I don't think he'll allow this relationship to die completely. I can't imagine him never talking to us again. I can't talk for him or promise you anything but, knowing Louis, he'll come back eventually. Who knows how long it takes to get over this?"

I kept my voice low and soft and heard her sniff. I wanted to comfort her the best I could but I felt like I had failed and it made me swallow hard, trying to get rid of the lump in my throat.

"I got over this because of you, Niall. It's you I needed with me, not him. I know it's horrible to say but I don't think I could have done it without you. I know I should have gone through all that with him but it didn't feel right." she paused and I realized I was holding my breath. "I don't think you understand how important it was for me that you were there. I don't think you understand how important you are, for me, Niall."

My eyes roamed on her and I blinked a few times. The thoughts and the feelings kept invading me, bouncing in my head and stomach like a tennis ball, hitting me in the guts and shaking my brain in a way I couldn't explain. I felt lost, speechless, and extremely touched.

"Can you... get us a snack?"

"A.. a snack? Why?"

I sat up and turned my upper body her way, bending closer a bit. "Please. Don't ask any question, okay? It's important."

It took her a few seconds where she was staring at me and she finally nodded, getting out of bed and leaving the room. I put sweatpants on and opened the first drawer of my bedside table, grabbing a few sheets and closing it. I let my eyes roam quickly on the words written and then grabbed a pen before scribbling a few things on one of the sheets. I don't know how long I did that but after a while, I felt her presence near me. She was in the room and my back was facing her, but I knew she was looking at me.

"Niall? I made us sandwiches. And tea."

I didn't answer but just got up and turned around, noticing she had also put clothes on. A pair of sweatpants similar to mine and a t-shirt with a cat on it. She looked cute and I walked up to her, grabbing a shirt and following her to the kitchen. She sat at the table but I just shook my head slowly.

"No, we're going on the roof."

She frowned but didn't ask anything. We both brought the food and got on the roof in silence. I put the mattress we had used before on the ground and sat on it, patting next to me to incite her to sit down with me. I closed on eyes as the sun setting was making it hard to see and when she finally sat next to me, I smiled when I realized the sun behind her head made her face darker. The sun was like a shining halo around her head and I licked my eyes.

"My angel."

She chuckled and tilted her head, letting the sun get back in my eyes and I blinked quickly.

"Why are we here, Niall?"

"To watch the sun set."

She remained silent and nodded, licking her lips, her eyes roaming on the sky and the high buildings near. I was trying to find the right words but it wasn't easy. I knew how I felt and what I wanted to say, but somehow, the words were confused in my head and making a coherent speech seemed almost impossible. I breathed in and out loudly and my eyes fell again on the sheets in my hand. I was holding them so hard I could barely feel my fingers anymore.

"You remember this?" I asked, handing her two of the sheets in my hands.

She frowned but grabbed them, her expression changing quickly before she looked back up at me.

"Yes of course. We never finished those lists. One with the reasons why I was better off without Louis, and one with pros and cons of Summer and Grace, to find out which one you should date."

"Mmhm." I just replied, looking down at the single sheet in my hands, feeling my heartbeats accelerate. "After the lists were forgotten, I started a new one. I never stopped writing this one, though. I feel as though it will never be complete. But I also think it's time to give it to you."

Silence took place between us again but she turned her whole body around to face me. "Okay."

"Remember when you said you didn't want to ruin our friendship? That it was crazy to risk our friendship for a love story that may never last? You said it was not worth it."

"That's not what I meant, Niall..."

I looked up in her eyes and sighed. "You said you didn't want to risk ruining our friendship, but the truth it, I want to. I want to risk it all, I'm ready to risk everything for you, Millie. I'm ready to risk being sad and heartbroken like I'd never be in my life because of the strength of my feelings. If I get to be with you, to be loved by you, if I get to be yours, I'm ready to risk my own sanity." I paused and breathed in. "For you. For me. For us and what we have. For our feelings and how happy I know we could be."

My hand shaking a bit, I handed her the paper and noticed a tear running down her right cheek. I wanted to wipe it and kiss her but I just waited until she grabbed the paper.

"Reasons why Niall and Millie are meant to be." she read out loud but softly before swallowing hard. Her eyes moved to the second column and she read it too. "Cons."

That column was empty while the other was filled and her eyes roamed on the paper quickly, trying to read everything at the same time.

"H-How long have you been working on this, Niall."

"A few weeks. But I added the last few points today."

Her eyes didn't leave the sheet for so long I felt like time had stopped but soon, the sky was set and the night was up. It was starting to be dark outside and I noticed Millie shivering.

"Can I keep it?" she asked low. I could hear her voice break anyway and it made my heart twist in my chest.

"Yes. It's yours."

She folded it and pushed it in the pockets of her sweatpants before laying down on the mattress, her head on my lap. I hadn't expected it but she buried her face in my stomach and quickly, my hand reached for her hair, gripping it maybe a bit too tight as the emotions were still sending rush after rush from my brain to every  extremities of my body. My vision became blurry but I tried to keep my tears in. Millie, on the other hand, was crying. I could feel her shake slightly on me but I didn't say anything. I just waited. I waited until the sky was strewn with stars and that the city illuminated. I waited until Millie finally sat up, her eyes puffy and red. They met mine and I held my breath as she licked her lips that were, weirdly, slightly swollen too.

"You're right, Niall." she admitted, swallowing hard. "The truth is, when I told you all that, I desperately wanted you to disagree, to insist. I didn't think that's what I wanted but when you agreed with me, I realized I had been lying to myself. That time we watched the stars together, the day after we kissed, when you picked me up at the library.. I already loved you. It made no sense in my head, because I was still mourning my relationship with Louis... but when you were near, when you kissed me, when you touched me.. He didn't exist at all. It was only you, Niall. It scared me but I wanted it. I needed it."

She moved closer and I let her, closing my eyes as she grabbed the back of my head and pulled me gently closer. Her lips pressed against mine and when she deepened the kiss, I could taste the saltiness of her tears.

"You will always be my best friend, Niall." she whispered against my mouth. "But I'd be fucking stupid If I didn't admit I wanted to be your girlfriend, too."

I smiled against her lips, a sensation I could never get enough of invading me. It was a mix of too much love, excitement and happiness invading me at the same time. It was fucking incredible and I felt overwhelmed in the best fucking way ever.

"It's about time, petal."

"Better late than never."

We kissed some more and when she pulled away, she was crying again but this time, there was a smile spread on her lips.

"Did you ever wish on a shooting star?" she finally asked, looking back up at the sky.

"I don't need to. I would have wished for you. But you're here."

She turned back to me and her eyelids fluttered. She moved closer again, her lips brushing on my cheek as I closed my eyes.

"Promise me you'll always tell me things like that." she asked in a murmur. "Promise me you'll always care."

I grabbed both her cheeks, spreading my fingers on them and tilting her chin up to look in her eyes. I could see the lights reflecting in them and my heart skipped a beat. It was impossible for me to stop being in love with this woman. I knew it, and she had to know it, too.

NOTES

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NIALL

I could easily get used to this routine. I could easily get used to spend all my time with Millie, whether it was cooking, watching movies, going out and falling asleep in the same bed at night. I was just scared that the more time I spent with her, the more chance I had to fall for her. I was close, I could feel it. I just needed to let go and allow myself to feel again and I would definitely love her, but there was no way I would if it meant I could lose her. It was a constant battle inside of me and I felt like no matter who would win, it wouldn't be me.

"Wake up, sleepy head!" I heard Millie's voice as she slapped my foot gently. My eyes fluttered open and I blinked a few times until I could see her clearly. When I saw her smile, something stirred in my stomach. My heart. "A nap after work?"

"I was not sleeping, I was resting my eyes." I argued, making her laugh. "I was actually waiting for you."

I sat up and moved on the couch to leave her some space before tapping the seat next to me. Instead, though, she sat on the arm of the couch and I slid my butt on the couch to move closer to her.

"What do we do tonight?" I asked to break the silence, raising my eyebrows and bringing my hand to her thigh.

I knew it was making things worse and I knew that she couldn't stop thinking about the warmth that the palm of my hand left on her skin, even if separated by her pants. I knew because I couldn't stop thinking about it either.

"Look, Niall, I... I have to tell you something."

I moved my back straight as my heart jumped in my chest. It sounded bad and I didn't want to hear what she was about to say. My grip tightened on her thigh a bit but I kept it there. Was she about to admit to me that she didn't want to be around me anymore? Did she want us to stop hanging out, sleeping in the same bed, or to cuddle? Was she going to tell me that she felt nothing towards me? Why would it matter if that was the case, right? After all, we had decided that we wouldn't ruin that amazing friendship... I felt her place her hand gently on top of mine and suddenly, I felt better and emptied my lungs.

"I can't hang out tonight." she admitted, licking her lips and looking away for a few seconds. "I'm... I'm going on a date."

I moved my upper body back, feeling my hand slip out of hers as my heart threatened to jump out of my throat. I had no idea what this girl was doing to me, but my heart had never moved around in my chest so much.

"With who?"

She looked down at my hand and finally back into my eyes. "I don't know, Louis set me up." she shrugged. "He insisted so much that I ran out of arguments."

"Why would he do that, knowing you still have feelings for him?"

And why the fuck would he do that knowing how I felt about her?

"I don't know, Niall, but trust me, I'll cut this date short. I'm not ready to meet someone and anyway, it's going to be hell being around Louis and his girlfriend."

"Wait you mean, is it a double date?"

Millie sighed and let herself slide on the couch. Her body pressed against mine and she leaned her head against the couch as I leaned my elbow on it, holding my head and staring at her. I loved the way she could easily just move close to me without everything being awkward between us. I didn't even move away. I just shared with her the seat that was supposed to be only for one person and let my eyes roam on her face. She looked at me too and sighed, bringing her hand to my mouth and brushing her thumb against the wound on my lip. She didn't mention anything about it but it was a habit she had to show me that she cared and I loved it.

"How am I gonna spend the evening with some random dude, watching Louis be all loving and gentle to his girlfriend?" she just asked, answering my question at the same time.

"You've been on plenty of dates, you're an expert, Mill." I mentioned, tilting my head to be at eye level with her. "Besides, if something goes wrong, you can always call me and I'll pick you up."

I didn't expect her to move even closer and cling to me tight, her arms around my neck and sitting on my lap. I swallowed hard and closed my eyes, wrapping my arms around her too and holding her close to me in silence for a few minutes. It felt so natural to be like that with her and I started wondering if I could remember her being all over Louis like that.

"Can you stay with me while I get ready?"

I let my fingertips run gently on her back and nodded. I wanted her to stay. I wanted her to tell Louis she was not ready for a date. I wanted her to stay cuddled up to me all evening. I still followed her to her room after she got up and closed the door behind me, taking a seat on her bed. She searched through her wardrobe and turned around with a skirt, showing it to me and raising her eyebrows. I hated thinking that she would dress up for that guy, whoever he was, but I couldn't just tell her that.

"Looks pretty." I just said, sending her a small smile.

"I don't know, I look even fatter in that." she admitted with a sigh, staring at the piece of fabric. "No."

With a quick movement, she threw the skirt and the hanger back in the wardrobe and searched for something else.

"Mill, why don't you wear something you're comfortable in?" I proposed, leaning with my head slightly behind myself. "Comfortable and confident, that's the key."

"Niall, I've stopped trying to look sexy a long time ago. I'm not the type to make heads turn."

I wanted to tell her that she was sexy, no matter what she was wearing, but I didn't.

"Being sexy is more than a skirt and a skinny body." I explained gently, making her turn to me and press her lips together. "It's also a personality and an attitude. You got everything to be sexy, Mill. Trust me, I know."

She remained silent for a while and finally tilted her head. "How do you know?"

"I have two eyes and I see you."

"Sweet talker." she whispered.

"I mean it."

If we had been closer, I probably would have kissed her but instead, we just stared at each other quietly for a long time. It was a bit upsetting how open we were about our feelings for each other and yet, we didn't even want to try and be together in fear of ruining this friendship. It didn't make sense and at the same time, I knew keeping all these words and thoughts inside would only make things worse and get frustrating after a while.

"Alright, turn around, I'll wear something comfortable."

I chuckled and closed my eyes before sliding myself on her bed to reach the end and turn my back to her. I wanted to look, I couldn't lie, but I never would invade her privacy like that. It was more than just sex anyway, what I felt inside me couldn't be reduced to a simple sexual need, it was deeper than that and way more emotional.

"Okay, you can look."

I smiled when I noticed she was wearing a simple pair of jeans with a cute shirt and nodded slowly before sitting back on the side of her bed to face her. "Perfect."

My comment seemed to satisfy her and she sent me a smile again. I watched her put make up on and add jewels to her outfit while leaning my elbows on my knees. I started wondering what she would wear if she was going on a date with me and that thought made me slightly nauseous.

"Are you ready to move on?" I asked randomly, making her eyes meet mine in the reflection of her mirror.

"No, I still have feelings for Louis." she admitted with a shrug before looking down at the small brush in her hand but quickly, her eyes met mine again. "I also can't stop thinking about kissing you. But Louis insisted."

"It... it hurts me, Mill." I finally admitted, shutting my eyes tight and feeling guilty for telling her that. "It hurts me that you're going on a date with someone else, someone who isn't me."

I kept my eyes closed, trying to focus on how fast my heart was beating and held my breath when I felt her sit right next to me. Her fingers brushed gently on my jaw, turning my head until It was facing her, and I decided to open my eyes. The colors on her eyes made mine get slightly bigger and when my gaze fell on her now red lips, I licked mine. Would that random guy get some of her lipstick on his mouth?

"Niall, what we have won't change because of one date. This date will change nothing at all. It's just one evening. It's not going to bring me anywhere, I promise. Tomorrow we'll hang out like we did yesterday, and we'll do that for many days to come." She paused and I felt her thumb brush against my cheek. "Please, look at me."

My eyes met hers and I squeezed my own hands, trying not to touch her at all. "I know, Millie, It's just.. unfair." I added in a whisper. "Unfair that I like you so much and that I can't do anything about it."

"It's not that you can't it's just... that it's better you don't."

"Tell me you don't want to kiss me right now."

Her lips curled and she chuckled sadly. "I never lie, remember?"

It was painful to watch her get ready to leave, and I knew it would be a fucking long evening, but it was even worse when Louis walked in, asking her if she was ready. I glared at him but he pretended not to notice.

"Almost, give me five minutes."

She walked past Louis and disappeared in the hall just as Louis turned around to leave too. I jumped off her bed and followed him to the kitchen, getting angrier with every step we took.

"You think I don't know why you're doing that?" I asked rudely but in a low tone, making Louis glance at me and raise his eyebrows. "You know how I feel for her, why would you fucking do that?"

"I have no idea how you feel for her, Niall. Do you even know how you feel for her?"

I breathed in, trying to remain calm as Louis grabbed a beer in the fridge before leaning on it.

"Don't-"

"Or what?" Louis cut me, taking a sip of his beer. "You think I'm gonna let you use her as your rebound girl?"

"Says the guy who literally broke her heart!"

"I know, and I'm not proud of it." he replied after a while, letting out a loud sigh. "But I'll be fucking damned if I let you hurt her too."

He put his beer hard on the counter and walked past me to leave. I closed my eyes, holding myself on the counter and closing my eyes, moving my head down. Was he right? Was Millie just a rebound for me? And was I just a rebound for her, too?

"I hope you have a nice evening, Niall."

My eyes fluttered open and I looked up to see my best friend send me a soft smile, her head tilted. She looked pretty, so pretty that my heart started aching.

"You too, Mill." I let out gently. "I hope you have fun, petal."

I watched tv without really understanding what was on and after a few hours, I went to bed, but all I could do was lay on my back, under the covers, staring at the ceiling with my hands behind my head. There was something heavy inside me that seemed to weight on my stomach, crushing my heart and making me swallow hard. There were so many questions and fears inside me that I didn't know which one to address first and it was driving me insane.

I don't know how long I waited but when I heard the door of my room squeak slightly, I blinked in the dark as a known figure walked in, closing the door behind herself. She had changed into a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt and I remained motionless until she was laying next to me, under the covers. I turned slightly her way and allowed my hand to slip in her hair.

"How was your date?" I breathed out, letting one of my fingertips brush down her jaw.

"Not the worst I had, but not the best either." she admitted just as low. "Louis was kind enough not to be all over his girlfriend so it could definitely have been worse."

Her eyes was closed and her breath smelled like red wine. It made me once again want to kiss her but I just licked my lips.

"I was not sure you'd want to sleep in my bed tonight."

"Can't imagine sleeping in anyone else's bed."

Her answer made me smile and I pushed her hair out of her face. It fell on the pillow behind her and I moved my hand back to her jaw, running my thumb on one of her lips the way she did to me.

"You took the lipstick off." I pointed out stupidly, making her chuckle.

"I did. I've been back for about fifteen minutes."

I wanted to ask her if she missed me, because I had missed her. I wanted to ask her if she had wished that guy was me instead, because it was pretty much the main thing I had thought about all evening. I wanted to ask her if I was a rebound. I wanted to ask her if I could kiss her, but I knew it was going way too far.

"Did he make you forget about me?"

This time, she opened her eyes and I saw her smile softly again through the darkness. She brought her hand to my face and her smile grew a bit.