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pinkbubbles-and-bigtroubles · 5 years

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Colour Me In Part 3

“Oh that is not good,” Michael cracked up and Calum just glared at him.

“Will you shut up unless you're going to help,” he grumbled fiddling with his bass. Lunch with Eliza had been amazing, and he'd really felt like he was starting to get somewhere with this girl. Kevin's sudden appearance at lunch had him worried.

“Maybe it's better to get it all out now,” Michael tried to sound reassuring.

“Get what out now?” Luke asked, entering the room trailed by Ashton.

“His new girl's best friend is gonna tattle on him before he gets a chance to get it,” Michael told them.

“Wait I thought you weren't talking to Nat?” Luke asked slightly confused.

“No, dummy, the deaf girl, Eliza.” Ashton poked Luke in the side to get him out of his way. “I thought you guys were having lunch today?”

“We did,” Calum told him, “but her closest guy friend, Kevin,” Cal made a face when he said the name, “came out of nowhere and told her I looked familiar. So when I ask her where he works she says he's a model and works the door at Emerald City.”

The guys laugh but Calum cuts them off “and The Chelsea,” the guys stopped laughing, “and Lucky's,” Calum finished.

“Ooooh that fucking sucks dude,” Luke sat down facing him.

“Of all places though, I don't think there's a girl in that bar that hasn't seen your dick at some point,” Ashton laughed.

“You're one to fucking talk,” Calum huffed, “you're worse than me. Didn't you have Cass over last weekend?”

“I did actually, she says hi by the way, keeps joking about wanting a threesome with both of us,” Ashton chuckled.

“She's not joking,” Calum shot back raising his eyebrows.

“Okay so Cass, Kimmie, Jen…” Luke started naming names.

“Hollie and Haley,” Michael chimed in.

“…Alanna, Charlotte, Jay, and most currently Natasha….so yea Calum is a straight up fuckboy.”

Kevin leaned towards Eliza, nodding his head furiously as he signed with quick dramatic gestures.

Eliza, sitting across from him on the couch, threw up her hands in exasperation at the way Kevin was so concerned for her well being over Calum. He'd insisted on her coming over after work so they could talk.

“Did you think I didn't know that? He's in a band. I work for a publicist. Laura, my co-worker even had a thing with his friend Ashton. You and Mags act like I've never encountered fuckboys before. Besides have you seen Calum? I'm trying to have some fun here.” Eliza’s hands were tense as she signed slowly and deliberately, her face a mask of sarcasm.

Kevin laughed and rolled his eyes setting his phone down so he could look at her while they talked.

“Listen,” he signed,” I just don't want you to get hurt. None of the girls had anything bad to say about him except, the second you fall for him Calum lets you down gently, but he does not stick around.”

“KV, you know I don't have time for a boyfriend. My job is crazy. My personal project, Mr Zachary James, is a little shit who won't stay out of trouble, and my boss is terrifying. I know I'm not as experienced as you, or Calum,” Eliza smirked at him and Kevin flipped her off. “The guys I've dated have been boring or turned out to be assholes. I want an adventure, is that so wrong?”

Kevin rolled his eyes, “This is pointless, all the women in your family are stubborn as hell. Just be careful. I do think it's cute he's learning to sign. How much you wanna bet that's your sister?” He signed as both their phones buzzed.

Open Group Chat

Mags the Mighty Okay today has been insanely busy. I know you two are huddled up discussing lunch with Rock Star. What's the consensus?

Maggie sat back and waited knowing both of them were desperately trying to be first.

King KVN so you already know your sister is impossible, but I found out dog boy has been getting it with all the models, thots, and bad bitches that work at Lucky's and The Chelsea. This bitch doesn't care because she's thirsty. I'm trying to talk some sense into her.

Big EZ basically everything he said is true, but he has to be extra about it. From here on out every time you call him dog boy I will scuff one of your sneakers.

Mags the Mighty so wait you're okay with Calum fucking around like that? I mean he's hot and for a vacation hookup or weekend hookup sure. He's taking you on dates, asking about your family, and even signing… Maybe he likes you.

Big EZ I don't have time for any of that Mags. Besides look at Patrick and Miguel it's not like I've got a great track record

King KVN those dipshits weren't your fault and I will not tolerate my best friend putting herself down. Miguel was too insecure to handle a woman as smart and beautiful as you and he cheated to compensate. That's on him not you. Patrick is a sad little man with a sad little dick who tries to slide into your DMs WEEKLY even though he's supposedly happy with his girlfriend.

Mags the Mighty You're so extra Kev. we are not here to discuss Eliza's dismal history with men. Besides that was high school and we're all trying to pretend that never happened. When do we get to hang out with rock stars?

BIG EZ I haven't heard from him since lunch. He got all weird after Kev popped up. If you messed this up for me. I swear I will maim you.

Just then Eliza's boss interrupted their conversation with a flurry of text messages. Another client, country music party girl Shelby Keeler, had just been arrested in Texas in a bar fight, and TMZ had footage. Evie already had Maria Reynolds, the only person helping her with the nightmare that was Zachary James, on a plane to Houston to do damage control.

Not only that but his ex girlfriend, model and heiress Daisy Moss, was rumored to be hanging back around. Zachary was smart enough to try and keep this from Eliza and Jeanette, his manager, as their drug fueled bust up in a hotel suite had almost destroyed his career and cost him most of his sponsors.

Zac had been a child actor and teen pop star before washing out at 17. A couple years after that he'd built a following on YouTube with a series of videos documenting his failed comeback attempt, his struggles with mental health, and life post fame. He showed how he cared for his mom who was deaf and had a bad back from a car accident. His sister was in and out of his life as she bounced between rehab and addiction.

He'd developed his YouTube channel as a launch pad for phase 2 of his career getting a reality show on E that was entering its fifth season. However, two years ago he'd met Daisy, and since then his life had been chaos.

Eliza sighed, annoyed that her weekend was now going to be spent worried at the prospect of all her hard work with Zac going to shit. She realized when she finally got home she still hadn't heard from Calum since they'd parted ways after lunch. That was unusual but it was the weekend and Calum was probably at some bar with one of his girls. Eliza was stunned how pissed off the idea of Calum hitting on another woman made her.

Calum didn't know what to do. He wanted to text Eliza and somehow explain himself, but there was nothing to say. Everything Kevin could tell her was true, and for the first time in a long time Calum felt a bit ashamed of his behavior. Not out of regret or a sense of morality, he hated how it looked and what it might cost him. He declined to go out that night, and instead huddled up in his apartment with Duke.

Calum pouted the entire weekend. He didn't leave the house or talk to anyone for two days. Instead he ordered takeout, worked on a song, or watched videos on his laptop. He checked Eliza's Twitter and Insta but there were no posts. He even checked Zachary James’ accounts to see if work was keeping her busy, but found nothing.

Eliza spent the entire weekend with Jeanette keeping an eye on Zac. Daisy was back around and had even come by the house a couple times. Luckily he was ignoring his ex, for now, but between him whining about his failed relationship, and Jeanette bitching about Zac, Eliza was irritated for 48 hours, and it gave her a headache. By Monday morning she was in a terrible mood and took part of the morning off to spend some time with Oliver. They went to Marian's because lemon bars always lifted her spirits.

She saw Calum pulling out of the parking lot as she started to turn in. Eliza thought he saw her, but then he was gone. After placing her order and settling into a table on the patio she found herself distracted, glancing at the entrance hoping to see him walk in. Finally she'd had enough, Eliza wasn't going to let Calum ghost her without calling him on his bullshit.

Haven't heard from you since Friday, makes me wonder if Kevin frightened you off. I gotta admit, I'm disappointed, didn't think you'd scare that easily. I thought you were tougher than that.

She hit send and immediately wanted to take it back. She sent Kevin a screenshot of what she'd done and to her surprise he was awake and answered back.

Yaaasssssss, tell him about himself. I will say this tho… Your boy was nowhere to be seen this weekend. All his boys came out to Lucky's Saturday night, and I know for a fact both Haley and Nat hit him up this weekend. No one's heard anything.

He could always have girls you don't know about.

Stop that, we all know I know everything

Eliza stopped laughing when Calum’s name popped up

I'm an ass. I knew what Kevin would tell you, and it's all true, I can't deny that. I figured you'd be done so I just didn't feel like talking to anyone this weekend. I stayed home and worked on some songs.

Do you really think I was that shocked? You're in a band, you're young, and hot. You had a hickey when we met up at the dog park. I may not be very experienced, but I'm not some sheltered, naive, stupid little deaf girl.

Okay okay I'm sorry, I should have texted you. It looked bad, but I never ever thought you were naive or stupid. I think you're smart, funny, and charming. I thought a woman as classy as you could do better than someone with my history. Let me take you on a proper date. We can even be chaperoned.

What are you even talking about? Chaperoned?

Yes, let me take you out to dinner and Oliver and Duke can come along and make sure I behave like a gentleman.

You're playing the Duke card, that's completely unfair.

Tomorrow night? I can pick you guys up.

Tomorrow is fine. Tell me the time and place and I'll meet you there. I’m not ready to have you meet my mother.

Eliza realized she was holding her breath and exhaled suddenly very nervous. Her first real date with Calum, and he was determined to treat her like a lady. She wasn't entirely sure how to feel about that. What she was sure of is that she needed to figure out what to wear. She texted Maggie and Kevin and headed to work.

Eliza glanced back at Oliver in the back seat as she put the car into park. The little dude was smiley and wagging his tail although a bit apprehensive by the unfamiliar surroundings. Eliza has been thrilled when Calum told her he wanted to try Mohawk Bend, it was her sister's favorite pizza place and very dog friendly. The hostess waved to Eliza and Oliver doing a bit of a double take.

Kevin had outdone himself with her outfit tonight. He'd put her in black leggings and her black push up bra that made her boobs look huge. He then wrapped a tan cashmere scarf around her chest, hiding her cleavage so her mom wouldn't bitch. Over that he'd layered a burgundy lightweight dress, that was actually a swimsuit cover-up, using one of his belts to turn it into a cute tunic. They'd decided on simple makeup with a dark burgundy lip, black motorcycle boots and a careful application of gold highlighter to her face, body, and hair to complete the look. Her hair was in a loose Grecian braid with gold wire wrapped throughout helping tame her curls.

Calum saw Eliza walk up to the podium and show the hostess his text message about already having a table. She looked amazing without trying too hard. He'd promised to behave like a gentleman, but as his eyes took in her curves as she walked up the table, his thoughts turned carnal. Oliver and Duke greeted each other like long lost friends. Eliza smiled at him and his mind went blank. He grabbed his phone.

I had this really cool plan to impress you with some new signs I learned this weekend, but I'm too nervous to remember any of them.

Eliza wanted to scoff at the idea of Calum Hood being nervous around any woman, but despite looking insanely handsome in his all black t shirt and jeans combo, he was fidgety and sweating.

He let her decide what to order so they could share. She chose the white mushroom pizza and fish tacos to split.

They played with the dogs while they waited for the food to arrive. When it did they took turns going to wash their hands and Eliza couldn't help but notice Calum left his phone on the table when he got up.

Dinner was lovely. They went through extra napkins as they kept getting sauce everywhere. Calum fed her tacos, she wiped sauce off his chin. They kept laughing at jokes no one else got with Oliver and Duke dozing snuggled together under the table. Calum heard an older couple making comments about them being on their phones.

How do you sign mind your own business?

Eliza looked up at him and he shot a quick glance at the older fellow giving them a sour look.

She looked back at Calum signing

“Mind your own business?” he asked out loud as his hands mirrored hers. She nodded and Calum heard the guy mutter “How was I supposed to know.”

Calum insisted Eliza take the rest of the pizza home to Maggie, paid the check with a generous tip, and walked them to her car. Standing next to her car they stood there texting, neither of them quite ready to see the night end or push it further.

Until a text from Evie broke the spell and Eliza needed to go.

Calum held up a hand mouthing “wait, wait” and sent another text.

I remember one of the things I learned now

Eliza looked up and Calum raised his eyebrows and signed “Can I kiss you?”

She nodded and reached up resting her hand on the back of his neck, pulling him towards her as he lowered his lips to hers.

They both melted into the kiss, lips parting, tongues colliding and his hand gripping her hip pulling her closer. Eliza felt him get hard and she pushed her body against him. Calum broke the kiss, panting and looking at her with nothing but lust in his eyes. Eliza wanted him to keep going but he shook his head.

I don't want you to think you're just another girl.

He signed “good night, I'll text you,” before giving her another quick kiss and picking Duke up so he could say his goodbyes.

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Cake By The Ocean: One

The employees of the law offices of Corningstone & Wallace are given two weeks paid vacation every year. The magic of last year’s trip had erased the memory of any other vacation from Georgina Ferguson’s mind. Roaming Aruban beaches with pineapples full of rum and making out with a cute Irish boy had ignited a spark that she had never felt before. From that moment on, she was a changed woman. She could parallel park on the busy street where her favorite ice cream shop was located. She was eating more leafy green vegetables. She could bake a Dutch apple pie from scratch. She even bought a new bike for the beach. However, the biggest change to Georgina’s life was the fact that she was head over heels in love with Niall Horan.

The love she received was unlike anything she had ever experienced. Growing up, she had read plenty of stories where men showcased their love. Paris’ love caused a war. Orpheus’ took him to hell and back. Alcyone’s went to his head. Zeus’ created a trail of broken hearts.

But this wasn’t a mythological tale, this was real life. Niall’s love was different. His love was real. It was warm and kind and invigorating. His love made her believe in the future for the first time. His love made her realize she wasn’t broken. She was able to love. His love was the best thing that had ever happened to her.

But as of lately, that love had been neglected. He had been busy touring the globe. She had been busy saving the firm. Their phone calls were short. Their text messages were even shorter. She had been counting down the hours until she got to see him again.

Lucky for her, the countdown had made it’s way down to seven. In seven whole hours, she’d get to see the smiling face of her loving boyfriend. In seven whole hours, she’d get to hear his laugh and watch him reconnect with the rest of their friends. In seven whole hours, she’d have to pretend the boy she was in love with was just a boy that she could tolerate. In seven hours, she’d get to see him but only as a friend.

Why was that?

No one knew they were together. They had successfully kept it a secret for the past seven months. The only way they were able to last so long was the fact that he was gone for most of it. The two week trip to Greece they were about to embark on was going to put their relationship to the test. It would prove whether or not they were made to last. Having to share a house with eight of their closest friends while being in a secret relationship was going to be the ultimate test.

Their relationship status had caused plenty of arguments in the past couple weeks. From the moment he left for tour, they had gone back and forth. She didn’t want to tell anyone because she was worried she wasn’t ready to be someone’s girlfriend. Yes, they were official but Niall was the only one who knew. She was safe in this bubble, where outside eyes couldn’t harm her. What if their friends found out and things fizzled out? She’d never forgive herself. It took a few months of being on her own for her to realize that she was being ridiculous. She loved Niall and he loved her. Nothing was going to happen to them – no matter who found out. Just as fate would have it, the moment she switched teams, Niall switched too. He didn’t want anyone to know. He never told her why but he was adamant about keeping what they had a secret. He said she wouldn’t understand and that they needed to talk in person.

In seven hours, she was going to have that talk.

In the meantime, Georgina Ferguson sat on a sidewalk in the middle of a neighborhood in Mykonos while Jenna rambled on about the date she went on the night before with Stephen. She hadn’t been paying attention though. Her eyes were glued to her phone. It had been blowing up with reassuring texts from Niall since she got off the plane. Preflight jitters had gotten the best of her when she dropped Scout off at Keith’s cousin’s place so he had taken it upon himself to calm her down. For the most part, it had worked.

Another thing that helped cure her nerves was the blonde haired woman sitting beside her. Brittany knew something was bothering her but didn’t press the issue. Instead, she made sure that every preflight ritual was completed and that Georgina was given the seat by the window. She got them to the house in one piece. She put Georgina in charge of keeping an eye on the boys. They were picking up the keys to the house, the car Keith had rented, and something for the group to eat.

Brittany nudged Georgina’s leg, “Dave text back yet?”

“Should be here in fifteen minutes.” Georgina looked up. “Keith’s driving.”

“So it’ll be more like a half hour.” Jenna said making the others laugh.

Mags stretched out, leaning against her luggage. “Might as well work on our tans, ladies.”

“I hope this house is nice.” Jenna said rolling up the sleeves of her shirt.

“Neighborhood looks nice enough.” Brittany said looking around. “I think Keith did alright.”

“When are Ash and Marco getting in?” Mags asked looking up towards the sky.

“In a forty-five minutes, I think.” Georgina said.

“D’ya think they’ll actually want to spend time with us this trip?” Brittany asked.

“I’m surprised they were even invited.” Jenna said. “We never see them anymore.”

“I think the boys just wanted to be nice.” Mags shrugged.

“They’ll probably go out with us once and then stay in to shag for the rest of the trip.” Georgina said.

“You know what? That doesn’t sound half bad Ferguson. Maybe Jamie and I will do it.” Mags smirked glancing over at the blonde.

“Just keep him quiet.” Georgina fired back.

“It’s not him we have to worry about.” Jenna sniggered.

“So Jenna tell the girls how you gave Steve a blowie before he left yesterday.” Mags shot back.

“What the fuck!” Georgina squealed wide-eyed.

“Jenna! Skimping out on the details, are we?” Brittany teased.

“You bitch.” Jenna mumbled glaring at the older woman beside her.

“I’m not the one who had a stranger’s penis in my mouth less than twenty-four hours ago!” Mags said throwing her hands up dramatically.

“Margaret Fairchild! I swear to fucking God.” Jenna whined. “Stop picking on me.”

“Jens, I didn’t think you liked doing oral?” Georgina smirked. “Makes ya feel like a slag.”

“She was all about it last night.” Mags mumbled making Brittany laugh.

“Pick on Fergie instead!” Jenna said crossing her arms over her chest.

“Her time will come, my friend. Don’t worry.” Mags smiled.

“Looking forward to it, Margaret.” Georgina replied before focusing back on her phone.

“Can you check the group message to see when Ni’s getting in?” Brittany asked.

“Yeah,” Georgina said pretending to scan her inbox. She already had it memorized. “Uh says six.”

“Just in time for dinner.” Mags nodded. “Are we gonna go out tonight?”

“I’m up for it.” Jenna said.

“Want another stranger’s penis in your mouth?” Brittany joked making Mags snort.

Jenna’s entire body flushed red. “You three are such bitches.”

“You love us.” Mags said blowing her a kiss.

“So JenJen, you must be really feeling Steve then. You only do that when you are serious about someone.” Georgina said trying to salvage the conversation.

“Yeah well I was just uh reciprocating the love so to speak.” Jenna blushed.

“Oh yeah? Was he good at that?” Brittany asked.

“Better than the last one.” Jenna said.

“You lot have always been too hard on the Lizard King.” Georgina said making Brittany giggle. “At least he tried. That’s worth something.”

“Oh my god, Fergie!” Jenna squealed. “You didn’t experience it so you don’t know how fucking weird it was. No woman should ever go through that.”

“Marcus was always terrible at it so I wouldn’t know anything different.” Fergie shrugged.

“Dave’s decent. We save that stuff for special occasions though.” Brittany sighed.

“Doesn’t get a blowjob every day like our boy Chief Keef?” Jenna said dryly. “You know, I think Keith’s penis is the one penis I would never want in me mouth ever.”

The other three woman nodded in agreement.

“It’s got to be big, yeah? Or he’s got to be ace in the sack or something because the birds he pulls are way out of his league.” Georgina said putting her phone away.

“Let’s be real, I think the fact he resembles Ni helps him most days.” Jenna said.

“And there is no way he gets one every single day unless he is suckin’ himself off.” Mags said making the other girls cackle loudly.

“Every day is too much. David gets one on his birthday and our anniversary.” Brittany said. “That’s it.”

“And whenever Chelsea wins.” Georgina added.

“Jamie is the same. Birthday, Christmas, and our anniversary.” Mags explained.

“And whenever Chelsea beats Arsenal.” Georgina added.

“How do you know this?” Jenna asked confused.

“The fellas think I’m one of them.” Georgina shrugged. “They are a lot more open with each other than I thought they would be.”

“Do they talk about everything?” Mags asked sliding her sunnies down the bridge of her nose.

“Not when I’m around.” Georgina shook her head. “Your fiIthy little secrets are safe Margaret.”

“Good.” Mags winked before putting her glasses back into place.

“Ferg, we need to find you a Greek boy toy for the next two weeks.” Jenna said smugly. “Someone to have fun with.”

“Ehh, I’ll pass. Brought me vibrator. I’m set.” Georgina replied emotionless.

“Do you know what’s sad? I can never climax with one of those. I’ve got to sit through sex with James when I need to get off.” Mags admitted. “It’s dreadful sometimes — no offense to him.”

“This one’s the exact opposite.” Brittany said nodding towards her best friend.

“What!” Jenna and Mags said in unison.

Heat rushed to Georgina’s cheeks. “Never had one.”

“Marcus never—“ Mags trailed off.

“Always faked it.” Georgina sighed. “He really was a piece of shit at everything.”

“But you are twenty seven…” Jenna said wide-eyed. “A man’s never made you orgasm, really?”

Georgina shook her head trying not to act bothered by it. She knew it was a lie. Niall had proven that plenty of times before he left for tour.

“Georgina, that’s unacceptable.” Mags shook her head disappointed. “This has to change.”

“New goal of the trip: find someone to take Fergie to O-Town.” Jenna chimed in.

“Jens! I know the perfect person.” Mags smirked.

Jenna’s face lit up reading the older woman’s mind. “Oh I think I know who it is.”

“If Niall Horan’s name comes out of either of your mouths, I will suffocate you both in your sleep tonight.” Georgina glared playfully.

“Whoa! Cool the jets Fergie Ferg.” Jenna laughed.

“Babes, all we need to do is get a little bit of sangria into you and some whiskey into him, lock you in a room, and not let you out until you climax at least twice.” Mags said enthusiastically. “I’m sure Ni would be more than happy to help.”

“I reckon it wouldn’t take him long.” Jenna added. “I mean he’d be so into it he wouldn’t stop until you were able to finish more than once.”

“Exactly. Kid’s a perfectionist.” Mags nodded.

”Never quits. Be like a marathon shag session. You’d be taken care of, love.” Jenna chirped as Brittany linked her fingers with her best friend.

“You two are the worst.” Georgina blushed.

Brittany squeezed Fergie’s hand trying to show solidarity. Georgina appreciated the gesture.

“If you would have just made out with him in Vegas like we wanted, we would have moved on from this,” Mags said examining her nail beds.

“No you wouldn’t.” Georgina laughed loudly.

“Okay so maybe you’re right.” The older woman giggled. “I just can’t help it. You two would be perfect together.”

“Oh stop. We wouldn’t work out. We are both too stubborn and workaholics. And besides he doesn’t even like me like that.” Georgina blushed trying to find a way out of this conversation.

“That’s not what our group chat says.” Jenna replied smugly.

“Kid’s basically in love with ya, Ferg.” Mags smiled.

“He’d be a fool not to be.” Brittany said as she sat up. She focused on a car heading in their direction, “Looks like the boys are here.”

The group of women stood up and started putting their things together. As Keith pulled into the driveway, Georgina looked at her phone.

Only six hours and twenty-five minutes to go.

Six hours and twenty-five minutes.

She couldn’t wait.

The house Keith had picked was actually decent. It looked like it should be in a Bond film. The rooms were massive, the appliances were new, and a salt water pool took up most of the backyard. The best part was the view from the backyard. A group of bougainvillea trees framed the fence , which showcased a perfect view of the Mediterranean Sea. It was the prettiest sight she had seen since they landed.

Georgina’s room was on the first floor of the multi-tiered house. Niall’s room was a few doors down. Much like in Aruba, all the single members of the group were placed in one section of the house while the couples stayed in another. As unfair as it was, this time it worked in Georgina’s advantage. It would make her life a lot easier knowing that her best friend wouldn’t be snooping around.

As she unpacked her bag, she started to think of a way for her and Niall to spend time together. She knew it would either have to be after everyone went to sleep or before everyone woke up. There were two beds in each room so if they were careful a sleepover could take place. A nervous energy filled the pit of her stomach just thinking about it. She didn’t know if they could do this. She didn’t want to keep it a secret anymore.

Just when she was about to send a series of panicked texts in her boyfriend’s direction, a female with an American accent called out her name. Confused, the young Brit turned towards the door. Standing in the doorway in a low cut form-fitting sundress was a woman she had never seen before. Her hair was dark, her breasts were fake, and a different kind of smile was plastered across her face. She couldn’t quite tell what it meant but Georgina knew she didn’t trust it.

“Are you Fergie?” The woman said stepping inside the room.

“Ye-yeah.” Georgina stammered.

“Oh good! I’m Mar — short for Marlene. Keith said we were sharing a room.” The American giggled as she headed for the other bed in the room.

“What?” Georgina asked confused by her comment about Keith.

“Yeah, Keith said I was going to share a room with a girl named Fergie.” Mar explained sitting down on the bed. “Fergie. What’s that short for?”

Georgina tried to put the pieces together but she couldn’t. She didn’t know if it was nerves or lack of sleep but she didn’t get what was going on.

She closed her eyes. “Okay, wait so Keith said what now? What’s happening?”

The American laughed. “Oh my god! British people are so cute. I’m Mar short for Marlene. Ash and I work together. Keith invited me here.”

“He said the blonde named Jenna won’t share a room but the blonde named Fergie will.” Mar explained. “You’re the one who works a lot right? You probably just missed the message he sent.”

Georgina couldn’t believe what had come out of Mar’s mouth. Keith knew he would have had to get approval from the entire group before inviting a complete stranger. He knew that. Mags and Britt created that rule ages ago. Everyone was overprotective of Niall and wanted him to have the chance at a normal life — especially on vacation. The fact that he had done it anyways blew Georgina’s mind.

“So you work with Ashlee and Keith invited you. Got it.” Georgina faked a smile.

“He said everyone was excited for me to join.” Mar said—the smile from earlier appeared. “Uh so Fergs, when’s the blonde one showing up?”

“Who?” Georgina asked confused. The group was made up of a handful of blondes. She could have been referring to anybody.

“Oh yeah, I guess he’s not blonde anymore. He was the last time we were together.” Mar said correcting herself.

Georgina’s face fell. That smile. That’s what it meant. This girl wasn’t here to be another one of Keith’s conquests; she was here to be one of Niall’s. The thought of this girl flying across the world to try to hook up with her best friend because he was famous made her blood boil.

“So is he still single?” Mar asked, a hopeful tone to her voice.

“Um Ash can fill you in.” Georgina said before heading for the door. “I need to go take care of something.”

With that, the blonde haired woman was gone. Her fingers were flying across the screen of her phone as she sent a message to Ni trying to explain what was happening but the rage building inside her was making her thoughts incoherent.

She knew this trip was going to be frustrating for her but she didn’t expect it to start this early. She made her way through the house looking for one specific man. She found him drinking a beer in the kitchen with David and Jamie.

“Oi! Miller!” Georgina called out from across the room.

“Hey Ferg.” Keith said raising his bottle towards her.

The other two men studied her face as she drew near. It was obvious that she was less than pleased. Jamie took a step away from Keith knowing something was about to go down.

“Mate.” Dave sighed. “What’d you do now?”

“Honestly don’t know.” Keith mumbled. “But I reckon I’m about to find out.”

“Who the fuck do you think you are?” Georgina said once she made it over to the group of men.

“Um, Keith Miller?” He replied somewhat unsure of his answer.

“First of all, you can’t just invite people without asking the entire group if it’s okay.” She said crossing her arms over her chest. “And second, you can’t just give people’s rooms away. That’s bull shit.”

“Georgie, what’s going on?” Dave asked.

“Keith is more concerned with getting his dick wet than he is about anyone else this trip.” Georgina grumbled.

“Babes, it’s not like that.” Keith said moving towards her. “I promise.”

“Don’t.” She replied causing him to move back to his spot.

“Ferg, I promise that’s not what is going on.” Keith said trying to convincing.

“That’s not what fake tits over there is saying.” Georgina glared. “Apparently everyone is excited for her to be here and I must I missed the messages where she got invited because I work too much. Sound familiar?”

“Who ya talking about Ferg?” Dave asked placing a hand on her shoulder.

“Me, probably.” Mar’s American accent called out from behind them.

Their attention was now focused on the black haired woman standing near the doorway.

“Who the fuck is that?” Jamie whispered to Georgina.

“Mar. Short for Marlene. Works with Ash and was invited by this prick.” Georgina rattled off. “Oh I almost forgot, she’s apparently my roommate for the duration of this trip.”

“Mate.” Jamie sighed shaking his head at Keith.

“Honestly thought it would be a good idea.” Keith said sheepishly. “I should have planned this better.”

“I’m not sharing a room with her.” Georgina said defiantly.

“Okay well we’ll figure something out.” Dave said rubbing her back. “Don’t worry G.”

“There aren’t any rooms left.” Jamie said. “Are there?”

“I can take this one’s room and he can sleep on the couch.” Georgina nodded at Keith.

“But what if I pull? I need a room. Can’t shag someone on a couch.” Keith said — a hint of desperation in his voice.

“I mean Mar’s got an extra bed for ya in her room. You want to shag her there?” Georgina said dryly.

“Funny.” Keith said with a fake laugh.

“Honestly, that’s what should happen.” Jamie said. “Either she stays with Keith or the couch.”

“She can’t have the couch.” Dave said quietly.

Georgina shot the boy a funny look. She had her reasons for not wanting this stranger to sleep on the couch but she didn’t know why David would.

He cleared his throat, “Keith fucked up. He should be the one to suffer.”

Georgina agreed with Dave’s statement but sensed he was hiding something.

“She knows Ash. She could stay with her.” Georgina suggested.

“Ash and Marco are staying together. I’d prefer to stay away from that.” Mar stated.

Georgina rolled her eyes making Jamie laugh.

“Is she paying for a room?” Dave asked nodding to Mar.

“Well — you see…” Keith started to say.

“You were doing so well, brother.” Jamie said patting Keith on the back. “But you fucked up major with this one.”

“So you are telling me you invited this woman without proper approval, decided sticking her in with me was the best option when she didn’t want to sleep with you, and you aren’t making her pay for any of it?” Georgina asked with an incredulous look on her face. “How fucking magical is that fanny of hers?”

Jamie and Dave tried their best to keep a straight face but the pure disgust in Georgina’s voice sent them into a fit of laughter.

“You’re a legend.” Dave said squeezing her shoulder.

“Thanks.” She smiled before focusing her attention back to Keith. “How are we going to fix this mess?”

“I don’t know. Jenna won’t share. I’m not interested in sharing. So either someone sleeps on the couch or you share.” Keith said trying to think of another way he could make up for his mistake.

“Ferg can stay with Niall. He’s got two beds in his room and I’m sure he won’t mind.” Dave suggested.

Georgina’s skin grew warm. Her eyes focused on Dave’s face but he wouldn’t look at her. She knew exactly what he was trying to do but didn’t know why.

“She’d strangle him in his sleep.” Keith laughed.

“Not true, they’ve been playing nice lately.” Dave said sticking up for his best friends.

“And honestly, if we want to keep the peace those two are our ticket.” Jamie said thinking about it logically.

“I don’t want to share with Ni.” Georgina sighed. “If I’m paying for my room, I shouldn’t have to share. He shouldn’t either.”

“If it’s an option, I’ll share with Niall.” Mar chirped happily.

Georgina felt a wave of anger wash over her. This was not happening. The woman who flew all the way across the ocean to sleep with her boyfriend did not just suggest sharing the same room with him. She needed to keep her cool but didn’t know how. Dave’s grip on her shoulder grew a little tighter. As much as she wanted to keep her eyes focused on the floor, she couldn’t.

When she looked up at Dave, he gave her a sympathetic look. He didn’t know they were together but he had a feeling they were something. His girlfriend may have told him not to meddle but he couldn’t help it. He’d damned if a random woman was going to come in and steal Georgina Ferguson’s thunder. He knew she needed this – now more than ever.

Dave pulled his eyes off of Georgina and placed them on the stranger across the room, “Yeah that’s not happening.”

“It’s either Ferg or no one, sorry.” Jamie said feigning sympathy.

“I think the group should decide if it’s okay for them to share.” Keith said softly. “Right?”

Georgina rolled her eyes. “So me sharing a room with Ni deserves a meeting but you inviting a stranger doesn’t. Sounds real fair.”

“Fergs, I—“ Keith started to say but the frustrated young woman cut him off.

“If I wanted to deal with dumb shit, I would have stayed home. This is why you’re never in charge of things, Keith.” Georgina grumbled before pulling away from Dave and leaving the kitchen.

She repacked her bags and placed them in the hallway before making her way outside. Jenna and the girls were sitting around a table looking out into the horizon. A quiet conversation about a trip to a winery was being held as Georgina plopped down in the empty seat beside Brittany.

“For fucks sake Georgina, we’ve only been here five minutes. Cheer up.” Mags teased noticing the young woman’s sour mood.

“I’m going back home.” Georgina replied annoyed.

“Hey, I was only joking.” Mags said realizing something serious was going on.

“What’s wrong?” Brittany asked.

“Don’t have a room.” Georgina mumbled as she noticed Mar heading their way.

“Yes you do. We made sure there was enough.” Jenna said confused. “I watched Keith book it.”

“Didn’t take into account that Keith’s a fucking idiot that does whatever the hell he wants.” Georgina mumbled.

“Okay Ferg, I know you like being mysterious and all but like what the hell are you on about?” Jenna asked worried by her friends mood.

“Ferg!” Mar called out for sliding into the last empty seat around the table.

“Who’s that?” Jenna whispered to Mags.

“Where’s Ash?” Georgina asked quietly.

“On the phone with her brother.” Mar said. “I hope you don’t mind me hanging around.”

Georgina didn’t get a chance to respond. A devilish smirk formed on the American woman’s face before two simple sentences escaped her lips.

“You know I totally don’t get why you don’t want to share a room with Niall. I mean, yeah, he might snore a bit too much when he’s drunk but you know that’s just Niall.” Mar stated.

Jenna looked over to Mags and Brittany trying to see if they were just as confused as she was. The woman didn’t look familiar but she acted like she was.

“How long have you girls known him?” Mar asked leaning back in her chair.

“Hi, um who are you again?” Jenna asked looking the woman up and down.

“Oi Mel! Err I mean Mar.” Dave called out walking towards the group of women with glasses of wine in his hands. “Ash is lookin for ya. Something about needing help with an outfit or something.”

“Probably a bikini question.” Mar smiled before getting up. “I’ll have to catch up with you girls later.”

“Great.” Georgina replied dryly as she watched the American walk away.

When Dave reached the table, Jenna eagerly grabbed a glass and took a long sip.

“Okay, what the fuck was that about?” Mags asked turning her attention towards Georgina.

“David, just bring us the bottle.” Brittany said taking one of the glasses from him. “We are going to need it.”

“Okay babe.” Dave said before heading back inside.

“She fucked Niall.” Georgina said slowly putting the pieces together. “Or at least that’s what she wants us to think. I don’t know.”

“That makes sense. I mean, how else would she know he snores when he’s drunk?” Brittany said.

“Yeah I guess that’s true.” Jenna asked.

“He’s grown up in the spotlight so I’m sure a lot of people feel like they know him.” Mags pointed out. “He was plastered on every form of media since he was sixteen. It’s hard to miss him.”

Georgina shook her head, “She seemed like she wanted it known that she knows him on a more personal level.”

“How personal can it really be? I’ve never seen her before and we’ve been friends with him for years.” Jenna said.

“So, who is she then?” Brittany asked.

“She works with Ash. Keith invited her thinking she’d be down to be his little vacation fling.” Georgina explained. “But he didn’t take into account that Ni was going to be here and she knows him somehow.”

“Why would Keith invite someone without checking with the group first?” Mags asked.

“Because he wanted to get laid.” Georgina sighed.

“Is she the reason you don’t have a room?” Brittany asked sounding annoyed.

“He thought I’d be fine with sharing with her.” Georgina said taking a hold of the glass Dave had set down. “Didn’t ask if it was okay. Just did it.”

“That’s bullshit.” Mags said before taking drink of her wineglass. “Absolute bullshit.”

“I know.” Georgina sighed before taking a drink.

“We’ll get it sorted.” Britt smiled weakly. “Don’t worry G.”

“But first, let’s see who this girl is.” Jenna said pulling out her phone.

The next few hours were spent scouring the internet for anything they could find on the dark-haired stranger. Georgina Ferguson was nearly 100% certain that at one point in time Mar slept with Niall. The others weren’t too sure. They had been around Niall long enough to know that his fame attracted the wrong type of women. Those type of women would do anything for their fifteen minutes of fame. Mar seemed the type.

Brittany wanted it to be a lie for her best friend’s benefit. She knew Georgina had some sort of feelings for the man she once hated. She was hoping that this trip to Greece would help push her realize that being with Niall was the right direction – much like their time in Aruba had started to do. She didn’t like the idea of some random woman coming in and trying to ruin that. She knew she needed to find a way to keep Mar away from Niall for Georgina’s sake.

Brittany just didn’t know how she was going to accomplish that.

When asked if he was sad tour was coming to an end, Niall Horan would nod and formulate the perfect soundbite about wanting to continue touring for the rest of the year to give all of his fans a chance to see him perform. His dedication would be commended and another person would sing their praise about what a great artist he was.

But deep down, he knew he was lying.

He wanted to go home. He wanted to cuddle on the couch with his dog. He wanted to go to the pub with his mates and act like an idiot. Most of all, he wanted to be with his girlfriend.

The past three weeks had been the toughest three weeks he’d experienced in his solo career. The shows weren’t grueling. The interviews weren’t demanding. He just missed Georgina that much. The moment they shared in London during the holidays hung heavy on his heart. She was in love with him. She was in love with a whiskey drinking foul mouthed workaholic who spent more time on the road than in his actual house and he couldn’t believe it. She was in love with someone who couldn’t give her a proper relationship. He could count on one hand the amount of times they saw each other while he was away. She deserved so much better.

If anyone close to him asked if he was ready for tour to end, he’d say yes. He was ready to sleep in until noon and golf whenever he pleased. He was ready to not have something scheduled every second of his day. He was ready to relax. In fact, he had been counting down the hours until that flight to Greece.

When he woke up that morning, he had received a series of texts from Georgina. She was nervous. She was nervous about leaving Scout, getting on the plane, and that they wouldn’t be able to keep their relationship a secret once they were with their friends.

He had to admit he was nervous too. He was nervous about seeing her again. He was nervous that things wouldn’t be the same. He was nervous that his time apart caused their spark to fizzle out. He was nervous for the trip because it was their first trip as a couple and he didn’t know what to expect. He knew that he was being ridiculous. He knew the moment saw her face all his worries would go away. He knew he just needed to get on that flight. At the end of it, s bottle of beer and a kiss from a pretty girl had his name written all over it.

It was half past seven when Niall landed in Mykonos. His connecting flight had been delayed. Niall attempted to call Georgina when he found out the news but when he reached for his phone it was dead. He knew she’d be annoyed with him but once he told her that he had drained the battery watching all the videos of her and Scout he had saved on his phone, he figured he’d be met with heart eyes instead of one’s filled with anger.

By the time he got to the house, his nerves had completely disappeared. He was ready to relax for the next two weeks with some of closest friends. When he walked inside, he was met by the smell of David’s infamous fajitas and an old Bruce Springsteen track. He dropped his luggage by the door and headed for the kitchen.

“Nialler!” Jamie cheered from the stove top as he noticed the Irishman from across the room. He was making a pot of Spanish rice.

“Aren’t makin’ that too spicy, are ya Jim Jam?” Niall asked walking over to give his friend a hug.

“Fuck your reflux.” Jamie rolled his eyes dramatically. Niall laughed as his friend continued to speak, “Fergs already made ya some bland boring ass rice.”

Niall didn’t get a chance to respond. A damp kitchen towel whipped across the back of his neck. The Irishman turned around cautiously. Standing with a beer in hand was his best friend. Niall’s smile grew in size as the tall Brit pulled him into a hug. Dave handed over a drink before leaning against the fridge.

“Thanks for checking in you twat.” Dave said dryly.

“Me phone died.” Niall said pulling his keys out to open his beer.

David leaned in close, “There’s trouble in the Hen House.”

Niall’s brow furrowed, “What happened?”

Before Dave got the chance to explain, someone interrupted. A hand patted Dave’s stomach as they tried to get into the fridge but he couldn’t move. The kitchen was too small.

“Davey, get me a beer please.” Georgina said softly.

The sound of her voice sent shock waves through his body. Niall couldn’t believe it. This was the moment he’d been waiting for. He didn’t think it was possible but the smile on his face grew even bigger. He turned around to find irritation chiseled into the features of his girlfriend.

“Hey Ferg!” Niall said sweetly.

Georgina faked a smile as she grabbed the bottle of beer from Dave’s hand. She took a quick swig before looking between the boys.

“Did Davey tell you that Keith brought ya a toy to play with?” Georgina asked with a hint of disgust in her voice.

Niall looked up at David completely confused. When he turned to ask Georgina what she meant, she wasn’t there. She was making her way for the backyard. Without a second thought, he chased after her.

Georgina stopped a few feet from the door and waited for him.

“Babe, what’s going on?” He asked keeping his voice low.

She sighed, “Well—“

An ear-piercing shriek sounded from across the yard catching the couple’s attention. Ashlee was sitting on a pool lounger with another woman. Her face looked familiar. He had seen her around but he couldn’t quite place it.

“Oh my god, Ni!” The woman squealed, popping up from her spot. “You’re finally here.”

Their eyes locked. He knew exactly who she was. Marlene. Niall’s body stiffened as she made her way around the pool towards him.

“Fuck.” He sighed. He placed his hands on his hips and turned towards Georgina.

The young blonde just shook her head. Her face had said everything. She was upset.

“Ferg.” He whispered.

“I’m gonna go get ready for dinner.” Georgina mumbled. She watched Mar grow near. She nodded over to the dark haired woman. “Have fun with that.”

“Babe.” Niall said reaching out to keep his girlfriend from leaving but she had already slipped past him.

“Niall!” Mar said with an irreplaceable grin. “How have you been?”

“Hey Mar.” He replied with a clenched jaw.

Mar rubbed up against before forcing him into her embrace. “It’s been ages. Congrats on the solo stuff.”

“Thanks.” Niall laughed nervously as he patted her on the back.

Mar’s arms lingered on his body as he tried to pull away. Her touch was aggressive and deliberate. He didn’t like it. Once he was released from her grip, Niall stepped away putting some space in between them. She ruffled her hair before adjusting her dress.

“When Keith first asked me to come, I was a bit hesitant.” Mar said looking up at him. Her index finger poked his stomach playfully. “But then I found you’d be here and I just had to come.”

“Oh yeah?” Niall said pressing his beer bottle to his lips. “How do you know Keith?”

“Same way I know you.” She winked.

A shiver ran down his spine. The thought of him sleeping with the same woman as Keith made him cringe. He took long sip of his drink trying to find a way out of his conversation.

“I didn’t know that you knew Ashlee and Marco too.” She said ruffling her hair once more. “They don’t mention you that much.”

“We’ve been friends for a few years now.” Niall said with a polite smile.

“Ash and I work together. That’s how I met Keith.” Mar explained. “But enough about me, let’s talk about you. How are Harry and the boys? Still keep in touch with them?”

Niall nodded, “They are all doing good. Just uh enjoying life and being solo. Nothing really new.”

“Good, good.” Mar said. “Hey quick question, is that uh Fergie girl a bit you know — not all there?”

Niall looked surprised. “What? Why?”

“Well Keith said she and I were sharing a room and I had to like explain it to her a couple times.” Mar laughed. “And she hasn’t talked much since she’s been here.”

Niall just nodded. Georgina’s mood was slowly starting to make sense. He didn’t quite understand what Mar’s comment meant but he knew David would. He needed to find him.

“She’s probably just still in work mode.” Niall replied before clearing his throat. “Mar, it’s been great seeing you but I promised Dave I’d help him season his meat. I’ll see you later.”

“Oh okay.” Mar smiled. “I’ll see you in there then.”

When Niall stepped back inside, he headed straight for the kitchen. He needed answers. The man he came to see was standing in front of the stove with a towel draped across his shoulder. He was tending to a large pan that was filled with sizzling peppers and onions.

Niall leaned against the counter. He finished off his beer in two long gulps. He set the bottle on the counter before crossing his arms over his chest.

“Am I living in a fucking alternate universe, Watson?” Niall asked.

“Tried to warn ya, Sherlock.” Dave laughed.

“Fuck, dude.” Niall sighed.

“I know.” Dave said glancing at him. “It sucks but it’s gonna be okay.”

“Fergie’s pissed.” Niall said running a hand through his hair.

“They all are.” Dave said stirring the vegetables in his pan. “But it’s not at you, it’s more at Keith and Mar.”

“No. Fergie’s mad at me. I saw it on her face.” Niall sighed.

“Well, can you see why she’d be a bit upset?” Dave asked focusing on his food. “I mean Mar’s been running her mouth about ya since she got here.”

Niall’s eye shut tight as a sigh escaped from deep within. He pinched the bridge of his nose, “Really?”

“Something along the lines of braggin’ about sleepin’ with ya.” Dave replied.

“Shit.” Niall groaned.

“It’s going to be okay. I was around during the Marcus days. I know how to fix it.” Dave said calmly. “When she found out the rumors were true, she had a complete meltdown. Tried to change everything about herself to compete with the other women.”

“Is that why she’s in this mood? Because she thinks she has to compete with Mar.” Niall said lowly.

“Don’t know mate but what I do know is that you just need to remind her that you are interested in her and only her.” Dave said.

“You think so?” Niall asked.

Dave nodded, “Women need reassurance sometimes.”

“Okay.” Niall mumbled dryly. “Should be easy enough except for the fact she won’t talk to me.”

“That won’t last long.” Dave laughed as he turned off the burner. “Hand me that dish.”

Niall handed him an empty bowl, “Why’s that?”

“You two are sharing a room.” Dave smirked as he drained the contents of the pan into the bowl.

“What!” The Irishman said in disbelief.

“You’re welcome.” Dave winked as he started to cut up the meat he had grilled.

“How’d that work out?” Niall asked.

“Keith gave her room away so I figured if anyone is gonna share it should be the two of you.” Dave shrugged.

Niall just nodded. He figured that Keith’s decision played a tiny part in Georgina’s mood. Sharing a room was sure to remedy that real quick. He started to think of a way to fix things.

“Look Ni, I don’t know what’s going on between ya but you both are actually happy and I’m happy to see it.” Dave said with a genuine smile. “If you ever need me to sub in and help out, I’m game.”

“I appreciate it brother.” Niall smiled as he patted David on the back.

“Now since you were late, you have dish duty when we are finished.” Dave said as Niall opened the fridge.

“That’s just fine with me.” He said grabbing two bottles of beer.

Dinner came and went. The entire meal was spent planning out the next day’s activities. After much debate, they decided on sightseeing. An old church was brought up as well as a few sites that held ancient ruins. Niall didn’t care what they did. He was too busy trying to think of a way to get his girlfriend to talk to him. He cracked a few jokes, addressed her directly, and even took to staring at her for five minutes straight but she never gave in. Georgina Ferguson was one stubborn woman. He knew he was in for a hell of a night.

After they ate, Niall washed the dishes while the rest of the group retreated to different parts of the house. A few people headed out to the pool. A couple others popped in a film. A certain woman headed straight to bed. Once the dishes were dried, he knew exactly where he needed to be.

When he got to their room, it was quiet. He closed the door behind him mentally rehearsing the apology he had planned. But once he saw her, his mind went blank. He found her in the bathroom drying her hair. He leaned against the door frame waiting for her to finish.

He had missed this. He had missed watching her get ready for work in the morning. He missed making dinner for her when she got home. He missed lounging on the couch as they caught up on the tv shows she liked to watch.

He missed just being with her.

The dryer turned off snapping him out of his dream. A faint smile formed on Niall’s face as he watched her reflection in the mirror. Her eyes looked sad.

“What’s wrong?” He asked gently.

Georgina spun around quickly. Her eyes grew colder as a frown formed across her lips. “You fucked her.”

Niall sighed. “Babe—“

She pressed her index finger into his chest. “You fucked her. All the others kept saying she was lying and that it wasn’t true but I could tell. I could tell because she had that little twinkle in her eye.”

“Baby.” He said stepping towards her.

“And Brittany has told me about all the other women you’ve been with and they all look like her and none of them look like me.” She rambled nervously. “Is that what you like? Is that what turns you on? Because if so, I don’t know why we are still together.”

Niall reached out and cupped her face with his hands. “Georgina, breathe.”

She attempted to continue her anxious ramble but he stopped her. His thumb stroked her cheek as he looked deep into her eyes.

“I love you. I want to be with you. I don’t want or need anybody else.” He said calmly. “I want you.”

“But she—“ Georgina mumbled.

“Fuck what she said.” Niall said annoyed. “I slept with her one time when I was drunk and I’ve regretted it to this day.”

“Harry’s friend invited us to this party in Malibu. I didn’t want to go so I invited Davey to come along and we got absolutely obliterated.” He explained. “I woke up the next morning in some random girl’s bed. I felt horrible for it. I’m not that person.”

Georgina placed her hands on her hips. “Okay.”

Niall removed his hands and placed them on top of hers. “Don’t sound too convinced there Ferguson.”

“She just made it seem like you had some raunchy sexual relationship.” Georgina explained.

“That’s just how she is.” Niall sighed. “I asked her how she knew Keith and you know what she said?”

She shook her head.

“She said verbatim,” he said before putting on an American accent, “Same way I know you.”

Georgina cringed. “Ew. Ew. Ew. Ew.”

He rubbed her hips with his thumbs. “Exactly.”

“I don’t want to picture them having sex.” She said closing her eyes making him laugh.

“See, Baby? That’s just her. She is all about shock value.” He smiled. “You— you have nothing to worry about.”

“Yeah I do.” She said quietly.

“What do you have to worry about Georgina?” He asked pulling her towards him.

She opened her eyes as tears began to form. “I can’t hold your hand in public. I can’t sit on your lap when I’m tired or too drunk. I can’t tell my best friends that I’m having the best sex I’ve ever had in me entire life and that I’ve actually had an orgasm.”

“Best sex you ever had?” He asked surprised.

The blonde haired woman nodded with a shy smile.

Niall looked impressed with himself. “I’ll take that.”

“Here she is running around telling everyone how she’s slept with the Niall Horan and I’ve just got to sit tight and bare it.” She said. “It’s just too much.”

“Baby, I promise we will tell them soon.” Niall said softly. “I just need more time.”

“But for what though?” She asked — sounding hurt. “How much more time do you need?”

“It’s just—“ He said before letting out a frustrated groan. “If we tell one person then eventually the entire world will find out and I’m not ready for that. We’re not ready for that. Everything will change.”

“Our friends wouldn’t do that to us.” Georgina said.

“Most of them wouldn’t.” Niall corrected.

“Fucking Keith.” She rolled her eyes.

“I just — I know what will happen if the public finds out. I’ve seen Tommo go through it. I’ve seen Liam go through it.” He said softly. He rested his forehead against hers, “I just need to protect you. For a little bit longer.”

“Fine.” She sighed dramatically.

“You’re a pain in the ass.” He mumbled playfully.

“Says the man who let his phone die when he’s traveling to another country.” She mumbled back.

“I’m sorry!” He said lifting his head back. “It was a good reason for it to die.”

“Oh yeah? What’s that?” Georgina asked with a bit of sass.

“I was too busy watching videos of me girls because I’ve missed them too fucking much.” He said in a matter of fact tone.

Her skin grew warm as a smile formed. “You missed me?”

“Like you wouldn’t believe.” He sighed.

“I know.” She said draping her arms over his shoulders.

“How do you know?” He asked confused.

“Gerry texted me.” She explained. “He originally asked me if I could send Scoutie girl to you because he knew you were sad. But I told him I’m pretty sure it’s illegal to send pets through the post.”

Niall laughed. “He’s such an idiot.”

“Wait, it gets better. Then he asked if I’d send ya a pic of my tits because he knew that would cheer you up.” She smirked. “Pretty sure he just wanted to see my tits.”

“That’s our Gerry.” Niall shook his head. “I should’ve known better than to give him your number. He said he had a legal question.”

“He just cares about ya.” Georgina smiled. “Gotta look out for the boss man.”

Niall tried to fight the blush from forming but he couldn’t. It was refreshing to know how many people genuinely cared about his well being. After nearly a decade of chaos, he was finally in a good place. A good portion of that was due to the woman standing in front of him.

“I love you.” She whispered making his heart skip a beat. “A lot. And I’m sorry for being mean.”

“It’s understandable. I mean when I saw Marcus, I didn’t handle it too well.” He said.

“I was two seconds away from going McGregor on her.” Georgina admitted.

Niall laughed, “Why’s that?”

Georgina looked annoyed, “She kept going on about how ‘Slow Hands’ is about her!”

This made the young man laugh even harder. “No way in hell it’s about her. It’s about you.”

“How is it about me? We never–” She said not understanding what he meant.

“Do you know how many times I’ve pictured that scenario? Then last year when you made the joke I laughed it off but I can’t lie deep down I wished it would have happened.” He admitted.

“Well it almost did.” She blushed remembering that night in Aruba.

Niall pressed his hips against hers. He brought his hands up to face once more.

“I’m gonna kiss you now, okay? It’s been the only thing I’ve wanted to do since I got off the plane.” He whispered.

Without another word, the couple’s lips connected and every ounce of anxiety left the room. They were finally back together and it felt so good.

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