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Addicted to You - Part Sixteen

Sorry it's taken me ages to update! Let me know what you think! Emily xxx

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The drive to the Peak District was three and a half hours and Niall had insisted he would take the wheel for the entire journey. It didn't bother you one bit, it meant you could sit and stare at him as much as you wanted. He was looking particularly gorgeous today dressed in blue shorts and a white Eagles t-shirt.

Your mind was flooded with thoughts about that Sunday after Rachel and Ben's wedding where you'd both agreed to not put any pressure on yourselves in this relationship. You smirked at the thought.

"What's got you smirking over there?!" Niall smiled as he drove along the motorway.

"Just thinking about us." You smiled back.

"Us?" He quizzed you back, clearly desperate to know your thoughts.

"Remember the morning after the wedding?" You asked him.

"When we had amazing sex?! Yeah I remember that!"

You giggled at his admission. "That wasn't what I was thinking about, I mean I'm thinking about it now!"

"What were you smirking about then?" He asked.

"Just our conversation at mine, how we wouldn't put any pressure on this and that we would take it slow...."

"Yeah that didn't even last a day did it?!"

"Nope!"

It was silent in the car for a few minutes and you wondered what he was thinking about.

"You know I told Rachel on the phone the night after your first day in the office that I didn't think anything should happen between us." You admitted.

He looked across at you, his mouth slightly ajar in shock.

"You did?" He said shakily.

"Yeah, she asked me if I thought anything would happen between us and I said no because you were my boss now and I didn't think it should."

He was quiet and you could just hear the thoughts running through his mind.

"I'm assuming you don't think this is a mistake now?!" He said lightly.

"No, of course not. I was just laughing to myself about how I thought I could have you back in my life and us just be friends."

"We can never just be friends. As soon as I saw you in the foyer of Gables I knew right then that I needed to get you back."

"Yeah?" You asked quietly.

"It's why I asked you on the phone if you were single."

"I thought you were just making conversation..... "

He laughed knowing full well you were lying with your words.

"You make me feel complete, you know that? I never got over us after we ended things." He said quietly.

***9 years ago***

"Yeah, that sounds great...........yes I'll have a look at dates that fit around my classes and get back to you.........That's great.......Thank you.......yes you to......bye.."

Niall placed his phone down on his desk and turned to you.

"That was A.R.E the architecture firm. They want to talk to me about a job after I graduate. Said Professor Radcliffe had forwarded them some of my work and a recommendation."

"Oh my god really?! That's amazing!"

"They're based on Dublin." Niall said his voice quiet, almost a whisper.

Your heart began to race, a sick feeling washing across you. Dublin, as in Ireland, as in a plane journey away, as in not the same city as you. You hadn't got anything sorted yet job wise, a few work experience roles had been talked about and you'd applied for a few things but hadn't heard back.

"That's amazing! And they want to interview you?!" You asked him and you hoped your heartbreak couldn't be heard amongst your enthusiasm.

"Yeah.....I don't have to though. I know our plan was to try and get jobs in London." He said.

"Niall they've asked you before we've even passed our course and before we've even graduated. This is such an amazing opportunity!"

You knew he could see through your words. But you couldn't be selfish, yes you had talked about getting a place together in London when you'd graduated. You'd laid in bed one night dreaming up your future together.  But at the moment neither of you had anything solid sorted. This was something you couldn't let him give up for you, no matter how much it broke your heart.

So he had gone to the interview and combined it with a stay at his Dad's. He came back absolutely ecstatic at how good it had gone and when they'd called to offer him the job you had supported him and celebrated.

With just a few days to go until you graduated you had sat him down one night and discussed what it meant for you both. Tears had been shed and the realisation that this was the end hit home. The week in Cornwall was the final time you were together. You had both tried to enjoy yourselves, filling your time with surfing, hanging out on the beach and visits to the pub. But as the days passed and the end of the holiday neared you began to struggle.

In the weeks that followed texts between you became fewer and you had eventually text him one night to say that you would always love him but that it hurt too much to talk to him anymore. So that was that.

Discussions with your family and Rachel about him stopped and you said you didn't want to hear about him anymore. You hadn't a clue that she and Ben had kept in contact with him over the last 9 years. Louis had tried to bring him up when you saw him, but you quickly shut that down. You didn't think your heart could cope with someone talking about him and then the possibility of a woman's name being mentioned as well.

Childish but necessary.

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You had picked out a lodge to stay in at a small resort over looking one of the lakes and a steep limestone valley. There was a double bedroom with ensuite and a large open plan living area and kitchen that had double doors that opened out to a private terrace with an amazing view of a lake.

"Wow." You said as you opened the doors and stepped out.

"Even better than the pictures that we saw." Niall added.

"I know and I looked at the weather and it's going to be dry and not too cold so we can go explore a little."

"Yeah and when we get back we can strip off and get in that hot tub." He said as he moved behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist. He snuggled his face into your neck, his beard tickling your skin.

"Strip off?!"

"Yeah, it's private." He whispered. "Not overlooked by any other properties so..... "

"So, you want to get naked outside?!" You whispered back.

"Mmmm." He mumbled. "We've done A LOT of things together, but never that."

"No, we haven't." You smiled as you laced your fingers with his. "But let's wait until it's dark first."

"Fair point." He said as he rested his head on your shoulder. "Right, let's crack open that wine and celebrate."

Niall had brought and packed all the essentials for breakfast and lunch but had not bothered with things for dinner. There was a local pub and restaurant in the village that had good reviews and a small town just 10 minute drive from the lodge so you'd just decided to go to those in the evening. He had also packed multiple bottles of your favourite wine and beer.

You searched in a few cupboards before you found the wine glasses and took two out and placed them on the kitchen counter while Niall opened the wine.

"To your 31st birthday!" You said raising your glass.

"To us." He replied and a smirk appeared on his face.

"I love you, you know that?"

"I love you to darlin."

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Tipsy Niall was the best. The look he gets on his face, a little smirk, his glassy eyes and the way his face and neck get flush. You couldn't deny the feelings he was giving you from across the table in the pub garden. Throughout your entire relationship at University and actually even before that he had the ability to make your heart flutter by just looking at you. Made you feel like you were the most important person in the world. You would never get tired of how amazing he made you feel.

He finished his wine and you finished yours moments later.

"Shall we head back?" You asked him.

"Yeah, I'll go get the bill."

"No, this weekend is my treat, its your birthday."

"You already paid for the lodge, which by the way I'm still not happy about." He replied.

"You paid for the petrol and the food and drink from Tesco so shut up." You laughed as you got up and made your way across the pub garden.

You looked back to find him watching you walk away, a smile of his face.

He wrapped his arm around your shoulder as you walked the 5 minutes along the narrow path back towards the resort, placing a kiss on your head as you wrapped your arm around his waist.

The first day of your break had been perfect and it ended even better when you both ended up in the hot tub together.

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Saturday morning arrived and you woke up to Niall's chest against your back, his arms wrapped around you. You snuggled yourself back down not ready to wake up and move from the comfort of his arms. Niall shifted slightly behind you and you felt him hard against the top of your thigh. You remember the first time you'd woken up with him at University, you'd felt the exact same thing. You'd been fooling around with each other for a few weeks at this point but since you were trying to keep it a secret you'd not stayed the night with each other.

***12 years ago***

You pulled the covers over you both, pulling them higher to stop the cold morning air in your room from attacking your skin. Snuggling back against him, you heard him softly sigh and then felt his cock against your thigh. His fingers that had been wrapped around your waist gently stroking your skin paused their movement.

"Um..." He whispered his voice low and muffled by the covers. "Sorry."

"Why are you sorry?" You whispered back.

"Just am....."

You turned around to face him, your hand resting on his bare chest. "Don't be."

He smiled at that and ran his hand across his face wiping away the sleep. When his eyes came back into contact with yours you leaned forward and kissed him. His fingers came up and cupped your cheek as you moved yours down to stroke across the front of his boxers. A long sigh left his lips and he pulled his face away from yours to speak.

"You don't need to." He managed to whisper.

You moved your hand away quickly and clutched it towards your chest.

"Sorry I um shouldn't have......um done that without asking." You replied absolutely mortified that you'd just touched him without even thinking if he actually wanted you to.

"Jessie." He said quickly realising the impact of his words. "I just don't want you to feel like you have to, ya know?"

"I don't feel like I need to but ...... I want to....if you want me to?"

"I mean.... Um yeah.....I want you to." He replied and you could see his blush which was most likely matching yours.

You slowly moved your lips back to his and tried to not be too eager to wrap your fingers around him this time. When your fingers finally did he sighed softly against your lips again and it was the most delicious sound you'd ever heard. Both of you were awake but still sleepy and in need of snuggles and closeness.

You managed to remove his boxers fully and he helped you lift your t-shirt off and slide off your underwear. You'd been naked together before when you'd been fooling around, but this felt different. You needed him, needed to feel him completely. He was hard in your hand and you could feel yourself soaked between your thighs and he hadn't even touched you yet. Just hearing him sigh against your mouth and moan against your skin as you ran your thumb against his tip was sending you insane.

"I have condoms in my drawer." You whispered.

He moved his head back slightly to look into your eyes and you froze. What was he thinking?

"Yeah?" He replied cautiously.

"If you want?" You said biting your lip.

He moved to lay on top of you after he had put on the condom he'd found in your bedside drawer. Nudging your legs further apart he had moved slowly to fill you up and when he did you moaned so loudly you thought everyone in halls was bound to have heard you.

"You gotta be quiet baby." He smiled against your lips.

You nodded unable to form any words.

He kissed you gently as he moved slowly at first. You soon found your rhythm and he hitched your hip over his and he fucked you deeper. You'd had sex with someone before, but it hadn't been like this. Your first time a year before this had been a let down, he was your first boyfriend and he had cum quickly and not really given your orgasm any thought. But Niall was determined to make sure you were enjoying yourself. You rolled him onto his back before sinking back down on him. Being on top you were able to control the pace more and could feel every inch of him.

"This ok?" He asked you nervously.

"Yeah. You feel so good."

"Yeah? You like being on top and in charge?" He whispered his voice all husky and you could hear how turned on he was. Listening to him talk made your tummy flutter.

"Talk to me more."

"You like me talking to you?" He asked surprised.

"Yes....." You said and you could feel yourself blushing even more.

He smiled up at you and you could see him thinking through what he should say next.

"You like it when I fuck you?" He whispered nervously, and you loved the way those words sounded on his lips. He reached up and slid his fingers in your hair guiding your lips to his. He spoke words of encouragement, telling you how good you looked and felt. You thighs were getting tired, but you didn't care, he felt so good and honestly you hadn't realised sex could be like this.

"You look so fucking good riding my cock." He blurted out and that was it.

The moan that tumbled from your mouth echoed around your room and you clenched down on his length and came harder than you've ever cum before.

"Fuck...." He mumbled as he stilled and came with a grunt and a sigh.

The air was thick as you came down from your highs.

"Fuck." You managed to pant.

"So you like dirty talk then?!" He smirked.

A/N sorry that it's taken me ages to update. I'm hoping to get another part out quicker next time. Em x

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The Fallout Chapter 1

After nuclear war leaves the world in shambles, Charlotte Breslow finds herself simply trying to survive, until an unexpected stranger reminds her of what it means to live again.

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Chapter 1- 463

463 days. 463 days have passed since the world as I knew it  ended. It has been 463 days since I last saw my parents. 463 days since I last binged on Netflix. 463 days since I wandered through the grocery store, checked my email, or navigated through the lovely Los Angeles traffic. 

I pull out my notepad from inside my worn black backpack. Its once light blue edges now wearing down to a dusty tan color. The spine binding beginning to loosen, enough so it doesn't quite stay open. I flip to the inside cover and trace my fingers over the "To our dearest Charlotte, may your journey await" in my mother's swirly script. 

I flip to the page I've marked last, with the edge bent slightly inwards. 463, I write in bold print. Wednesday, July 15th, 2020. I stare at it for a moment, letting it sink in. Wrapping my head around those numbers, that date. It was the only thing that I had to grasp onto anymore after all. 

"And what day would it be today?" 463 days ago I would have jumped at the sound of my little brother Luke's voice behind me. Today, I don't even bother to turn around. 

"Today is Wednesday, July 15th," I respond.

"Well then happy hump day Charlie!" Luke pulls off some obnoxious dance move and I roll my eyes. Sometimes Luke's sense of humor was the only thing getting me through the day. 

"Happy hump day Luke," I respond back with a grin, although we both knew there was no such thing as hump day anymore. 

I shove the notebook back in its assigned pocket for safekeeping, and begin to gather my belongings. There wasn't much anymore. The blanket my grandma knitted for me before I left for college. The hairbrush that kept me from developing a rat's nest at the nape of my neck. The small pillow which had a hard lump I couldn't quite get rid of. My backpack, which carried things that I didn't dare use. The duffle bag where Luke and I kept all the necessities, soap, Pork and Beans, matches, and of course Oreo Cookies. Today the bag felt a little lighter, which meant that once again we were growing low on the very items keeping us alive. 

"Where to today?" Luke asks as he slides into the drivers seat of the maroon Honda Odyssey we lovingly referred to as Gertrude. I was always the navigator, because apparently my six months post graduation living in California had given me the knowledge to navigate its every where about. 

"Liam told me to check out Pomona. He said they found some good stock ups there last week."

"Where's he been anyway, we haven't seen Harry and him in ages." Ages was a bit of an exaggeration, it had only been 12 days by my records, but twelve days out on our own seemed like so much longer.

"Twelve days. It hasn't been ages, its been twelve days,." I partly snap. Luke always had a small level of distrust in Liam,Harry as well. He argues I don't know either of them well enough to be trusting our lives to them. I argue that in this time there isn't anyone else left to trust our lives to. "Remember I told you they were going to follow that lead on the safe zone Liam heard about."

"You mean the safe zone that Liam made up?" Luke says back with a roll of his eyes. 

"It very well might be out there Luke, what do you want to do wander around this wasteland for the rest of your life?" Luke grows mute at my comment, and I wonder if I've come at him a little too strong. Death had become quite a sensitive subject considering recent events. 

"Let's try Pomona today. We are going to meet back up with Liam and Harry on Friday," I say. If you had asked me 463 days ago who would be the leader of the group of four survivors in a nuclear fallout, I definitely wouldn't have volunteered my name. Hell, I wouldn't have even counted myself as a survivor. But a lot has changed in 463 days, that's for certain. 

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The Spears Ridge neighborhood was marked by a large, multi-tone rock on the corner of the street. A large sign indicating a new neighborhood was usually a sign that it would be a good location. Neighborhoods with signs were like that, full of well-stocked cupboards and closets. Luke slowly turns Gertrude around the corner, driving slowly as I look ahead for any sign of others. 

The streets look deserted, and from what I could tell they hadn't been touched for a while. We pull up to a large brownstone at first. After one more survey of the area we decide this is a good place to start. Luke and I each grab a duffle and head towards the door. 

As we approach the front door, Luke checks the door frame for the key. I scour the mat and under the flower pots. 

"Got it," Luke exclaims, holding a small silver key in his hand. That's one thing I'd learned being out here: everyone had the same hiding places for their spare keys. Luke slides the key into the lock and I soon hear the satisfying click that means we have access. 

Walking in we can see its been left fairly untouched. There's a slight disorder that was no doubt a result of the warnings we heard 463 days ago. But there wasn't any disorder that suggested someone else had been here to raid through the closets. 

"Jackpot," Luke says aloud as he opens a pantry full of canned goods. I head upstairs and raid the bathroom, finding ample soap, shampoo and even some badly needed lotion. I find the closet of a young woman, and am so pleased by her clothing tastes that I snag a few outfits, pushing them into my bag. 

"To the next one?" I ask Luke as I walk back down the stairs. He gives me a head nod and we make our way towards the front door once again. We barely take a step out the door when we hear it. The noise that even 463 days hadn't erased the response of my hair standing on end. The sound of a gun shot. 

"Don't move," I reach out to grab Luke's shoulder holding him in place. We hear incomprehensible shouting, but no more gun shots. Seconds later we hear the sound of one car race down the drive, my heart stops for a moment as they rush past our vehicle, but luckily they don't seem to notice. Another vehicle rushes off behind them.  We wait a few minutes, trying to return our pulse to a normal rhythm. The road becomes silent once again.

"So I guess we better head back then," Luke says grabbing for the keys in his back pocket. 

"Why would we do that?" 

"Why wouldn't we? You heard those gun shots. Someone else was here," I can tell by the paleness of my brother's face that he had gotten a little spooked. I should have thought that through before going to a high profile neighborhood that Liam suggested. When Liam heard things, others did too. 

"Luke, listen to me," I grab my brother's shoulder in a reinforcing grasp. "Someone else was here, but they are gone now. You heard them race off didn't you? They left, two vehicles left. We will be fine," Luke takes a deep breath. "C'mon," I say standing to my feet and slinging my black duffle across my shoulder once again. 

The next house doesn't have much. The following looks like they hadn't even moved in. We walk up to the third house. When Luke tries the door its already open, not atypical. We walk in and observe the surroundings. Its a bit of a mess, but when we open the kitchen cabinets we find that nothing has yet been looted. There's enough food in there to last us months. 

"We might need another bag," Luke says with excitement. 

It's while we are filling the second bag to the brim that I hear it. A loud crash from the upper level. We instantly freeze. Luke looks at me with his "I told you so" eyes. I bring a finger to my lips and draw out the knife that I carry at the back of my belt nowadays. You could never be too careful anymore, especially after what happened when Liam and I went to Beverley Hills .

I begin to creep up the stairs, knife in hand. It's then that I hear another thud, the sound of a body hitting the floor. "Shit!" The voice echoes through the hallways, its deepness has a strange noise to it, almost resembling an accent. I put my back to wall as I reach the top of the staircase, and hold the knife to my chest. Then, taking a deep breath, I reveal myself to the person sharing the house with us.

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" Contemporáneo Romeo" nuevo capitulo de little things, 2°temporada.  http://www.wattpad.com/109383054-little-things-contempor%C3%A1neo-romeo?d=ud

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You & I - 3

11/2/2013

Brinley's POV:        I stood by myself at the buffet table watching the who's who of Syco Records party around me. I checked the time on my phone for what must have been the thousandth time, wondering when it would finally be okay for me to leave. I hated having to go out just because I was a member of the Fifth Harmony team - I had a daughter to take care of. I took another sip of my water as I glanced to see if any of the food looked good.         "Having fun tonight love," I heard an Irish voice ask from behind me.         I turned to see Niall Horan looking at me. "Not really, no," I replied, as I turned back away from him again.         "Woah, woah, woah there! Why are ya turning your back on me love? I'm just trying to make some conversation."         Doubtful, I said, "So your not coming over here to hit on me and try to get me to go home with you?"         Niall smirked at me, "Never in your wildest dreams."         I cracked a smile before I started busting out laughing. "Okay, I walked right into that one." I smiled at him. "You're not so bad Horan."         "Likewise..." He trailed off awkwardly. I can't believe I didn't introduce myself!         "Oh sorry. I'm Brinley Andrews." I stuck out my hand and he shook it.         "I'm Niall Horan," he chuckled then rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. "But I guess you already knew that."          I laughed and nodded, "But it's still polite for you to introduce yourself."         He grinned at me and led me over to a nearby table. I couldn't help but blush a little when he pulled out my chair for me. He was such a gentleman!         "So how come you're not having a good time Brinley," Niall asked, sipping his beer.         "This isn't really my thing. I tend to not got out at all. I'm only here because my friends dragged me. They said I didn't have a choice and had to go."         He nodded. "Who are your friends?"         "The girls of Fifth Harmony. Camila and I share an apartment and I work as their stylist and hair and make-up artist."         His eyes bugged out of his head a little bit. "How old are you Brinley?"         "I just turned 20 a few days ago. I've been with the girls since the X Factor though. They're honestly my best friends and my family."         "I understand that one. The lads, Lou, her husband Tom, Lux, Paul, Simon - they're all my family. So what do you like to do for fun?"                  "Like I said, I don't get out much but I love to go to the beach. I hang out with the girls or the guys from Emblem Three. I love to read and I am a music and movie junkie. Seriously though, I could watch movies over and over again. I quote them all the time in normal conversation.  It's not funny when people don't get it though. Most of my down time I spend working on my own designs though. I know it could be considered work, but I just love it so much. It's fun to me," I told him, my smile wide and my eyes bright with happiness.          "That's how I am with music. You just love it so much that it's hard to consider it work. It's a passion."         "Exactly," I exclaimed. "What about you? What do you like to do when you're not driving millions of girls crazy?"         He laughed and it was one of the best sounds I've heard. "I hang out with the lads, play football or go golf with Harry. Eating and my guitar are my true loves at this point. Until I find my princess at least."         "Oh my God! Food is like my one true love. I doubt that I will ever meet a guy that I like more than food," I told him.         "You get me! I've said that so many times and it's so true. No one else ever seems to understand though."         I nodded and our conversation just flowed from there. There were no awkward silences and we had so much in common it was crazy. I didn't check my phone once the entire time I was with Niall. The scariest part? He made me a little sad that I don't date.

Brinley's POV:            I was honestly having the best time with Niall. He was nothing like many celebrities I had seen and met. He was just so real and himself and kind and down to earth. I could probably keep going on and on about why Niall was so great. There were endless reasons. He was amazing.         I was laughing at something Niall had said when my phone alerted me to a new text from Camila. It was a picture of me giggling and blushing and Niall grinning at me. It was a really cute picture so I saved it, even though I would probably never see Niall again. Then I noticed the time and I almost freaked out. It was almost midnight!         "Oh my God! I need to leave. I am so late!" I jumped out of my chair and started grabbing my things. "Niall, I'm so so so sorry to run off like this but it's almost midnight... I had a really good time tonight. I'm so glad we met."         I turned to walk away when his hand caught my elbow. "Wait, can I get your number so we can do this again sometime?"         The way his beautiful blue eyes shone with hope and sincerity pushed all thoughts of turning him down away. I quickly reached into my bag and pulled out a pen. Grabbing his hand, I wrote my number on it and walked away yelling, "Call me," over my shoulder.         I got in my car and started the thirty minute drive across Los Angeles to where my cousin Breanna lived with her fiancee, Aidan, and their son Jaxon. I knocked on their front door quietly, not wanting to wake up Aidan and Jax. Bre opened the door with a sleeping Baby in her arms.          "Thanks so much for watching her Bre. I'm sorry I was late," I whispered as I took Baby into my arms.          "It's not a problem. I've told you before that you can leave her here anytime. She and Jax get along great and you need to get out more. You're young Brin. Have some fun." Bre walked me to my car and waited as I placed my daughter in her car seat. She gave me a hug before whispering, "Let me know when you get home baby cousin."         When I reached mine and Camila's apartment, I sent a quick text to my cousin before going inside. I noticed that Mila still wasn't home, even though it was after one in the morning. Not that I blamed her though. She really liked Michael and they never got to see each other. I carried the sleeping toddler to my room and placed her in my bed before changing into pajamas and crawling in myself. I barely had time to snuggle close to the child sleeping next to me before I was fast asleep. 

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I'm looking forward to the day i marry a directioner.

Niall Horan

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Addicted to You - Part 16 (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1160919841-addicted-to-you-part-16?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=Niall-is-my-dream&wp_originator=aqfISggCO3nuiJ6PYFA0wkjzLHBaPsM4ye%2FsJQX2MS85ZXq0KI2DtlYG4eKi%2FTqOrFAC7CyMxW23w8b9hF3mjDa7%2FiM5RCMjmQR%2FvC8DGfi%2BTXXa7MDAeTdrrfzZBLoq When Jessie arrives at work Monday morning she doesn't expect to find herself staring at his name on her meeting agenda. Was Niall Horan a common name? Was it just a pure coincidence that she'd spent 3 years studying architecture with a Niall Horan at University and there happened to be someone called Niall Horan joining a team meeting at the architecture firm she worked at? This fic has smut, kinks, sexual harassment and swearing. Addicted to You - Picture This And I'm so in love with you Do anything you tell me to You got me in the palm of your hand I'm borderline obsessed with you I wanna see your every move I hope that you understand I'm addicted to you And only you And I am surviving on you And only you Oh I am addicted to you And your face tells me everything That I need to know cause you can't Seem to hide your smile You know I am the same You just have that affect on me So I called you up again last night

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Voir Dire (N.H.) (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/5RQZSLamsT voir dire (n.)- "to speak the truth" On the cusp of the release of his sophomore album, Niall Horan's label gives him an ultimatum- be part of a publicity stunt Niall thought he could agree to or have his album be dropped by the label. Enter Kelsey Benton, an aspiring young lawyer, whose life has spiraled out of control, leaving her dreams and trust in shatters. When the two find themselves caught in an instant connection, all their hopes and dreams are on the line. Will they risk losing everything? Two contracts. Two girls. One undeniable truth. 

Prologue

"Miss Benton, thank you for meeting me," Kelsey looked up to see the snide smile of the bald man as he entered the room, her attention drawn to the manilla envelope held firmly in his right hand. He took a step closer to the long glass table which nearly took up the entire contents of the room and pushed those seated at it near the full pane glass windows giving way to the Los Angeles landscape outside and the bustling streets of traffic below.

Though sunlight streamed in freely, Kelsey couldn't help but feel like it was one of the darkest places she'd ever been, as if the fear of what was to come floated off the trimmed navy blue suit of Mr. Michaels and filled the air.

"You say that as if I had a choice," Kelsey responded coldly, staring directly into the dark eyes of Mr. Michaels. He didn't flinch, pulling back the black leather chair directly across from Kelsey to take a seat. 

"Why Miss Benton, you always have a choice," his lips pressed together and pulled towards one side, as a look of satisfaction filled his face. "But you don't always make the right one."

Internally Kelsey's heart was beating a million times a minute, pounding on her ribs as if it was trying to escape from a cage. To an outside observer, however, Kelsey looked calm and collected, her hands clasped firmly on the table in front of her and her lips gently touching in a solemn line. Letting him know he was getting to her would only makes things worse.

"Shall we get started then?"

Kelsey nodded her head slowly, searching Mr. Michaels face for any sign of what was coming next.

"Miss Benton, I'd like to show you something," he slid the manilla envelope across the table towards Kelsey, then with one hand motioned. "If you'll do the honors."

Kelsey took a large swallow, then cautiously undid the clasp holding together the envelope and reached in to pull out its contents.

She let out a small gasp when she saw what was inside. She skimmed the page once, then again, before glancing up to see the look of delight upon Mr. Michaels face.

"What is it?" Mr. Michaels asked, although he was already fully aware of the letters marking the pages in Kelsey's hands. Those pages were some of his best work, if he could say so himself, and he had done a lot of great work in his lifetime.

Kelsey took a deep breath. "It's an acceptance letter, from Stanford law for the fall." She looked down at the papers again then up at Mr. Michaels, "Why do you have this?"

Mr. Michaels smile grew wider, this was going precisely as he had planned. "Well as you know Miss Benton, I am a man of many connections. Many powerful ones at that."

Kelsey raised an eyebrow, knowing full well that this gift, if she could even call it that, did not come without a price. There was always a price, the question wasn't what that price was, but how high.

"And what do you want?" Kelsey asked the man sitting before her. He let out a loud chuckle.

"Oh Miss Benton, it's not what I want, it's what you want," his voice filled with amusement. "You see Miss Benton as easily as I made this letter appear, I can make it disappear. A phone call here, a phone call there, and Kelsey Benton can become a name blacklisted from every single law school in the world. But you wouldn't want that now would you Miss Benton? After all it's been your dream to go to law school for years."

Kelsey felt a bitter taste rise from the back of her throat, lingering with the premonition of what words would leave Mr. Michaels' mouth next. What deal would be set on the table before her.

"Or you could keep that acceptance letter. In a few short months, you could find yourself strolling the lawns of Stanford University, sitting in on lectures from some of the greatest minds of our time, living the dream you've had for so many years." Mr. Michaels looked Kelsey straight in the eyes, his darkness traveling into the depths of her soul.

"You see Miss Benton, you have a choice, and in my opinion it's quite an easy one. Door number one: you agree not to see him, you go to Stanford, you become a lawyer, you live your life happily ever after. Door number two, you choose not to accept my more than generous offer, and you suddenly find that you will never be able to pursue that law degree that you so desire."

Mr. Michaels held out a hand to halt Kelsey's response. "But not so fast, Miss Benton, you might say, 'But Mr. Michaels if I choose door number two I'll still have him, I won't need law school to be happy', but my dear let's be honest with one another, we know that in a few more months, he'll find someone new to be enamored with, and you my dear will be old news."

Kelsey inhaled sharply. A choice? There was no choice here, Mr. Michaels has been sure of that. "Where do I sign?"

Mr. Michaels smiled holding up his pen.

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You're My Everything - Chapter 4

 Niall was staring into my eyes, as I studied his, concern, and something else was there, I just couldn’t put my finger on it.

"Please. Don't do that to me again."

He whispered against my lips.

"I'm sorry, help me up?"

I sat up; he then wrapped an arm around my waist and helped me on my feet.

"I'm sorry Lily; I didn't mean to cause it." Liam looked at me, "I just wanted some explanations."

"She's not your girl mate, if anyone needs explanations, it's me." Niall gave him a glare.

"Niall, he was just being a good friend." I placed my hand on top of his, as he walked me over to the bed; he sat down next to me.

"Well now love, I do need to know everything."

*Nialls POV*

I saw how uncomfortable she got but I wanted to know everything about her, the good and the bad. I wanted her to know that she could trust me and the boys. I saw her glance at Emma who was standing by Zayn his arm twitching to wrap around her, "I think it's ok to trust them Lil." She comforted her, I saw Lily give a slight nod.

"First you have to know I've stopped cutting, second I have not seen or heard from Mattie for almost two years now. I started cutting because of Mattie, we started dating a month after my parents died,” I saw her look at Liam, he just nodded his head, “well a few weeks after we started dating he got wasted, and started yelling at me about how I cheated on him, how I didn't want him, then he got so mad he hit me, and he kept hitting me. Then after that our relationship wasn't the same, but I stayed with him because I still wanted to be with him." She started to tear up.

"Guys can you give us a sec?"

The boys nodded their head and walked out, I turned to Lily has tears were already falling; I began to wipe them away.

"Lil, I want you to know that I will never hurt you like that. I know you have been through a lot and I want to be there for you. I would never let anyone hurt you. I've known you for a couple of days but it feels like I've known you forever. I want to be yours."

*Liam’s POV*

I didn't mean for her to have an attack, actually that's the last thing I wanted. I was only looking out for Niall, but he even seemed upset with me. I mean the guys know how I can be if one of their girls is capable of hurting themselves, I've never liked when they would do that, cutting, why? Well in Lily’s case I knew why, she just lost her parents then the guy she loved started to abuse her, I mean what kind of animal hits a woman. It makes me sick to my stomach thinking about woman getting treated like that, the dicks.

I see Niall coming out of her room; he looks at me and heads into the kitchen. When I walk I see him leaning against the sink, back towards me.

"Alright mate?"

"What am I getting myself into?" He turned to me and his eyes were red and he was crying. "I really like this girl Liam, but how can I help her? I don't know what to do."

"Listen Niall, you've already helped her, our music saved her, I know she likes you a lot. I can see it."

"What do I do?"

"Accept her, scars and all, if she means a lot to you then you look past all of it. Be her hero." I bring him into a hug, "it'll work itself out mate, you'll see."

"Where's the food?" I turned around to see Lily standing in the doorway, "sorry I couldn't sleep, I haven't ate anything all day." She smiled. For a girl that is damaged, I don't think anything could bring her down now, now she had five boys who will help her when she falls.

*Lily’s POV*

I need to be strong for Niall, if I want to be with him I need to control the attacks. Mattie's not around to hurt me anymore. I looked over at Niall he has barely touched his food; I took his hand in mine, then leaned over and kissed his cheek. He looked at me, his blue eyes looking deeply in mine.

"Go on tour with us?"

"What?!" I nearly shouted.

"Go on your with us, both of you, I know Zayn won't want to leave you Em, and I don't want to leave Lil. So come with us?"

I looked over at Em who was picking at her food, blushing. I smiled at looked at Niall who was searching my face for an answer. I nodded.

"We'll have so much fun Lil! We get to go to the rest of the country and in a couple of months we’ll be going to Australia, you're going to love it!"

"Lil what about work?" Em asked.

"Come on Em? How long were we talking about quitting; now we have a really good reason!"

"And school?"

"Shit. Forgot about that?"

"What? Are you guys still in school?" Louis finally spoke.

I smiled at him "yeah! I've got one more year and Em has one semester left."

"College right?" Zayn asked suspiciously.

Em and I started laughing, "yes, college, we are taking classes at the local community college."

"We can try online?" I looked hopefully at Em. I could see her thinking about it, "yeah our hands on courses don't begin till we go to the University. I can see that I'm going to lose this argument, so when do we leave?" The boys started cheering.

"Well we actually need to leave now, Paul just text, management is going nuts!"

Before they even finished talking Em and I ran to our rooms, Niall came in shortly after I threw my suitcase on the bed.

"What kind of clothes do I pack?" As I started throwing random outfits in.

He started laughing, "well I'm pretty sure you don't want to be wearing uggs, and a sweater in scorching heat." as he went picking through my choices. About an hour later our bags were packed and ready to go. We went through the apartment to make sure it was clean, the boys cleaned for us! Louis, Liam, Zayn, and Harry had our bags in hand when we came out the kitchen.

"Alright ladies, the paps found the boys." Paul said to us, as he walked to the front door. I took Em's hand in mine, "you ready?" I asked her. Niall took my other, "stay close to me."

Paul looked at us. We all nodded knowing what to do.

I didn't know what to expect when Paul threw open our door; it was as if someone let all the animals out at the zoo. Paul's started moving people to the side, "keep your heads down!" We heard him yell to us. We all walked through.

"Niall is that your new girlfriend?!"

I heard one of them say, I saw him peek at me and smile.

"How did you guys meet?"

"Louis! Who are the girls?!"

"Harry! Is one of them your girl?!"

Geez, these people would not let up. Finally we made it to the cars, I saw the boys hurry and throw our bags in the back. Louis ran to the second car and started it up. I felt Em let go of my hand only to see Zayn pulling her other one.

"Zayn! Is that your girlfriend?" They both looked at each and started smiling.

Niall pulled me into the other car; Harry was already in the passenger seat. Then a few moments later Paul jumped in the driver’s seat.

"Just start driving Louis!" I heard him shout on the phone. Just like that we were off.

"Was it just me or were they a bit more aggressive than usual?" I heard Harry ask Paul.

"Yeah they were, I thought I lost you boys for a minute there."

"Ni, are they always going to be like that?" I asked him.

"No, I think it's because we had little room to go that they overcrowded us. Are you ok?"

I smiled at him, "yeah but I think one of them scratch me." As I moved my shirt from my shoulder, sure enough there were red lines from my neck to my shoulder. "I'm sorry princess; they can be a lot sometimes." He said as he leaned down and kissed the already fading lines. I pulled away, no one has ever been that close to me, yeah it won't take long for him to realize there is something else up. It's not anything bad I just haven't dated anyone since two years ago, I didn't want to get hurt again. In my entire life I only had two serious relationships and both turned out to be a lie, I don't think I could survive if this ended up being a lie. Niall wasn't like them, he wouldn't just use me, nor would he abuse me. I snapped out of my thoughts when I felt him move to the other side of the seat away from me. I looked at him, he looked a little upset.

*Niall’s POV*

Great! What did I do now? I feel like I'm getting mixed signals from her, does she even like me? I mean I'm not the smoothest in the group but I didn't think kissing her shoulder was a bad idea. She acted like I was going to bite her! I smirked at my own joke. Then out of nowhere someone poked my cheek, there she was sitting right next to me staring at me with those big brown eyes and that beautiful smile on her face. I gave her a small smile and continued to look out the window, this time she poked my stomach, and I admit I wasn't mad anymore but she better stop. When I didn't look at her I saw her frown from the corner of my eye. She poked me again, this time it was in the ribs, I let out a laugh but hurried and straighten up. Out of the corner of my eye I saw her grin and then she started tickling me.

*Lily’s POV*

Ugh why is he ignoring me! I was willing to tell him about why I pulled away, so without him noticing I moved closer. I poked his cheek hopefully to get something out of him but he just looked and gave me a small smile. Ugh come on! I poked his stomach, nothing. So I poked a little higher he jerked and laughed, as quick as that he straighten up. Damn it Niall! I started to attack him, tickling him in the ribs.

"Lil. Stoooopppp!" He said between laughs.

"Make me!" As soon as I said that he managed to lean forward and press his lips against mine. He used this moment of distraction to switch the roles, he was now tickling me, and now the thing about me is when I laugh I laugh out loud, especially when you really get me going.

"NIALLLLLL!!!" I screamed between laughing.

"LILY! NIALL! I WILL STOP THIS CAR!"

Niall and I hurry and sat straight up has Paul eyed us in the rear view mirror. I looked at Niall and he started smiling, there he is. He pulled me into his side, as he buckled me in, I leaned my head on his chest, as he wrapped his arms around me.

"You're not so tough." He told me, as my eyes got heavy; finally I just let them close.

*Harrys POV*

Can't catch a break! I thought maybe for sure she wasn't interested when she pulled away from Niall. Was I wrong! I have a feeling this girl is special but I can't do anything about it if she is into my best mate. I looked back at them, she fell asleep in his arms, and I wish that was me. As I turned around Paul was looking at me with a hard look.

"Don't worry" I muttered to him. He cocked an eyebrow at me.

"Watch the road!" as he was about to run off. Geez kill us all Paul!Why was she amazing, given I've only known the girl for only a couple of days but I have a feeling there might be something there for me.

*1 hour later*

*Lily’s POV*

"Wake up princess, we're here." I smiled to myself; thank God this was not a dream. I opened my eyes to see a jet outside the car. Niall opened the door, once outside I looked around; we were at a private strip, in Durango. We walked around back as Paul was unloading our bags, I heard Em yell my name when I looked at her she was pointing at the airport. When I looked up I saw a bunch of girls staring down at us.

"Niall!" I tapped his shoulder.

He leans by my ear so we won't have to shout over the sound of the plane, "yeah?"

"Why are they staring at us?"

He smiled, "those are the fans love."

"Why aren't you up there?"

"Paul thought it would be safer for you girls if we brought you straight to the jet." He gave me a thoughtful look.

"They're here for you boys. Not us!"

"Too late love, we have to go!" As he grabbed my hand, I yanked it away, "not till you go up there!" I pointed to the fans. He looked at me with a hard look, which soften has he looked at how serious I was.

"What's the hold up?!" Paul asked as he and the boys walked up.

"She won't get on the plane till we see the fans!"

I saw Paul shake it head "it's for your safety!" He yelled at me.

"They're here for the boys! Not me!"

I saw him think about it for a bit, then finally turning to the boys. I saw all of them nodded their heads in agreement, "no more than a couple of hours!" Niall turned to me with a smile on his face; he took my hand in his and pulled me with him. We walked towards the terminals; I could see the girls start screaming and jumping up and down. This was going to be intense. As soon as we reached the terminals, their screams could be heard, man they were loud! They started to rush towards us when Paul told them to stop; the other security did the same. I felt Niall let go of my hand as he and the other boys walked towards the crowd pens in hand. I felt someone take my hand, Emma, she looked at me and smiled.

"I can't believe you did that, Zayn told me he felt bad for just leaving them hanging."

I smiled at Em, "if it was me I would be upset they didn't see us."

"Excuse me? Are you Lily Masser?"

I looked to find a girl about 7 standing in front of me.

"Hi sweetie! Yeah I am. Why?"

"Are you Nialls friend?"

Niall turned to look at me, I looked at him, the smiled down at the girl.

"Yes I sure am."

"Could I get a picture with you?"

"Sure, but why?"

"Because you love my Niall."

I started laughing, I saw Niall start chuckling.

"Okay makes sense." I leaned next to her, as her mom took the picture. After she took the picture, she turns to whisper in my ear "can we take one with Zayns friend too?" I looked over at Em who was standing there watching the boys.

"Sure, Em! Come here."

"What's up?"

I put my hands on the girls shoulders "sorry I didn't catch your name?" I told the girl.

"Natalie." She smiled at me.

"Nats here would like a picture with me and you." I smiled at Em, as she gave me the same look that I gave to the girl. "Because we love her Niall and Zayn!"

Em started laughing, "Well in that case, sure." She leaned down on the other side of the girl, her mom took the picture.

"Can you sign my book too? Please?"

"Sure." I smiled, this was going to be the first time I've signed anything so I better make it good.

"Nats! You're as beautiful as your name, don't forget it. Remember you are my first fan and I will always be yours! Dream big! Love, Lily!"

Then I handed the book to Em, she never did tell me what she wrote, must have been good since Natalie's mom read both entries and started tearing up, then she pulled us into a hug.

"They're so lucky to have you girls!" As she took ahold of Natalie's hand and walked away. Right when they walked away, a group of girls came up, "Lily can I get a picture please? Lily can you sign my book? Lily can I have a hug? Can I get one with you and Niall? Lily can I kiss you?" Ok that last one was weird but it was funny. Before you know it our backs were to the boys while we signed and posed with the girls, Niall would occasionally walk over because a fan would ask for a picture of us two together, I also saw him glance back to make sure I was still there.

"Ok Girls! We have to get going!" I heard Paul yell. I looked over at the boys and nodded my head.

"Emma! Let’s go! It was nice meeting you girls!" As we waited for the boys to come over.

Niall walked over to me, and took my hand in his, "well that was fun wasn't it?"

I started laughing, "something memorable."

"We need to hurry!" I heard Liam tell Harry, as we were making our way slowly to the plane.

I turned and smiled at them, "let’s have a race shall we?" As I took off running down the terminal.

"Oi! Get back here!" I heard Paul yell behind me, I glanced back to see Harry on my heels, as Louis, Liam, and Niall were running behind. We got outside and I was almost to the plane when I felt hands on my waist, and pull me back, Harry. He reached the plane before me.

"No fair! You cheated!" I yelled at him, trying to catch my breath.

"Did not!"

"Don't even Harry! You totally did!"

He smiled, "fun wasn't it?" I glared at him, "till you cheated." I poked him in the chest; he started laughing, as he poked me back.

"Ow! Harry!"

As I placed my hand on his chest to push him, he grabbed my hand and held it there. I could feel his heart beating, it was beating fast. "H-harry?" I said as I looked up at his emerald green eyes, that was staring intently in mine, for a second I saw a sparkle, he was about to lean in, but suddenly let go of my hand and moved back as soon as we heard rapid footsteps. Liam came up first followed but Niall, with Louis skipping in.

"Who won?" As Niall came and stood by me.

"I did!" I smiled at him.

"Like hell you did!"

"You cheated! So I won!"

"Bullshit!"

I gasped, "Liam! He swore!"

"So?" Harry smiled.

"Harry it's not gentleman like to swear in front of a lady." Liam scolded him.

"I want an apology from her for calling me a cheater!" Harry said as he crossed his arms and pouted.

"You're crazy if you think I’m going to apologize for winning!" I started laughing.

"What in the bloody hell is wrong with you lot?!" Paul came huffing and puffing right next to us.

"Easy there Paul, don't have a heart attack mate." As Louis patted Paul's back, as he bent over his knees.

"Be their bodyguard they said! It will be easy they said!" He rambled as he walked onto the plane. We exchanged looks and started laughing.

"Where's Emma?" As I looked over Louis shoulder, to see her and Zayn walking towards us holding hands!

"What we miss?" Em said.

"Well well well what have we got here?" Harry said wiggling his eyebrows at Em and Zayn. Then she pulled her hand away. I saw the hurt on Zayn’s face when she did that, come one Em give him a chance. Niall wrapped his arm around my waist, I looked up at him.

"You ready to go love?"

He was asking like he expected me to change my mind at the last minute, I intertwined my hand with his.

"I'm ready to be with you." As I leaned up and kissed him on the cheek.

*An extra long one just for the wait lol it's taken awhile because I had exams to study for. Hope you like it! Let me know!*

[fanfictionblondlove-blog]

Madelyn's POV:

I'm getting waked by a small knock. I get up find a sweatshirt and go to the door. I open it not thinking about I'm only wearing underwear and a sweatshirt.

Niall walks in looking hangover, no wonder! He looks me in the eyes, down my body, then in my eyes again and smiles.

"So I don't remember much from yesterday, but I just wanted to say thanks for walking me home"

I open my mouth to speak, but he stops me "and I was wondering if we could go on a real date tonight for a change?" I would love to go on a real date, I'm just such a mess, but I guess we have to do it at some point.

"Sure, that would be nice" I feel my cheeks turning red.

"Great I'll pick you up at 7" he notices my tomato face and smiles.

"Sounds good"

He quickly scans my body once again before he goes out the door throwing a "bye" out in the air. I close the door behind him. I really need to be ready this time. I go to my closet to chooce the perfect outfit, but what is the perfect outfit? Dress definitely dress, but no heels. As I search through my closet I finally find the one. Sexy but not slutty, this is the one!

--

It's 6:55 and of course I'm not ready. I quickly take on my dress and start doing my hair. I hear a knock on my door and I finish my hair as fast as I could and then run to the door. I open it while turning around to find my jacket. I take it on and turn back around. I see Niall and smile. We walk out the door and instantly start talking like we haven't been apart.

As we get to what I thought was the restaurant, we take a sharp turn to the right. We walk down the side street and there in the end a little cute restaurant appears. It looked pretty cozy.

--

And it was cozy. It has been such a cozy date and I don't want it to end. It has been romantic, funny, weird and I didn't make a fool out of myself! Because we both are weird it all seems so normal. When I spilled, he spilled too, so I wouldn't seem stupid. How cute is that??

Niall's POV:

I left Madelyn's flat smiling. It has been such a good date and I'm not drunk! I still can't believe how embarrassing I was yesterday. Why did I have to get that drunk? I need to control myself.

I arrive to our flat and go straight to my room, until I see that all the boys were sitting in the couch. I changed my rate to the couch.

"How was your date? And are you drunk?" Louis teased

"It was great and no" I said "what are you all up to?"

"Well we wanted to tell you about our interesting talk with Madelyn last night" Liam said

Oh my god no did they talk to her? I hope they behaved 'cause I really like this girl.

"Tell me" I said and jump in to the armchair

"Well, her favorite thing about you is your laugh" I felt the warmth in my checks while they turned red

"Hey and we told her, that we're One Direction" Louis said with a big smile on his face, like he just had the biggest lollipop, he'd ever seen.

But if she found out yesterday, she knew it on our date and still she wasn't being any different.

"How did she react?" I asked

"She got a bit quiet" Harry started "and then she left" Louis added

"But how was she on your date?" Liam asked

"I couldn't tell she knew"

"She did say, she wasn't a fan" Zayn said "but her sister is"

"But does she like our music?" I asked

"She didn't tell" Harry said

Madelyn's POV:

I decided to hear some of their music. I've only heard it through a wall and I'm not even sure it was them. I go to youtube and type in one direction. I click on the first song named that's what makes you beautiful. They look different in this video, but it's from 2011 so it's understandable. I click on another song called live while we're young. It was out last month so this was more alike. I actually like the song, which is good, I was a bit afraid that I might hated their music.

There's about two weeks to they release their new album, which is a shame I would really like to hear it. I've been searching for some hours and now it must be enough. The boys are so cute! And the fans are absolutely crazy! In a good way.

One thing I didn't like though was all the hate the other boys' girlfriends got. I know I can handle some hate, I've always been good at handling hate. But I never tried getting hated by millions of girls. I must admit I'm a bit afraid. What if all the fans hate me? And what if the media doesn't like me? And could all the hate get to my family? Maybe dating Niall wasn't that good idea. Wait what am I thinking? Of course dating Niall is a good idea, if we ever get official I will just focus on the love from the fans and ignore the hate. I could do that. I think.

[niall-is-my-dream]

Addicted to You - Part 10 (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1139076515-addicted-to-you-part-10?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=Niall-is-my-dream&wp_originator=z742wIvuB%2FFQ%2F2Drd0VXNgb6vRb8PHWiPj8vpw8DHqtcpddd933CvXrvGw3Vp2YsoUG0sfCdlMAueR8x8yoe7QDdctjvOOVLQRF7MV%2BE6Amf%2FkUgVpN5f33XYTjo7FqJ When Jessie arrives at work Monday morning she doesn't expect to find herself staring at his name on her meeting agenda. Was Niall Horan a common name? Was it just a pure coincidence that she'd spent 3 years studying architecture with a Niall Horan at University and there happened to be someone called Niall Horan joining a team meeting at the architecture firm she worked at? This fic has smut, kinks, sexual harassment and swearing. Addicted to You - Picture This And I'm so in love with you Do anything you tell me to You got me in the palm of your hand I'm borderline obsessed with you I wanna see your every move I hope that you understand I'm addicted to you And only you And I am surviving on you And only you Oh I am addicted to you And your face tells me everything That I need to know cause you can't Seem to hide your smile You know I am the same You just have that affect on me So I called you up again last night

[dandelioniall]

Break and Burn: Chapter 3

     The sun was shining brightly through the tinted window, forcing me to wake up. I hopped out of bed and immediately changed out of my pajamas. Today is the first full day that I'm in London. Walking around the room, I suddenly remembered the events that had happened at the airport, and realized that my luggage had been lost on the way here. This meaning that I didn't not have clothes, so instead of changing into a new outfit, I just threw on what I wore yesterday. I checked for the time on my phone and the screen read "2:24PM". I must've slept all day in a deep sleep. Jetlag's a bitch. I knew that I couldn't stay in this flat the whole day without anything to do; I would be bored to death. So, I figured I'd go out shopping and get to know the city better.

   I walked down the stairs of the complex when I almost dialed for a cab. Remembering that I was in London, I thought it'd be better to walk than ride in a taxi. After about ten minutes of walking, I finally reached Oxford Street. All of these shops looked so tempting and really vintage; I've never seen anything like it before. I swore I walked into every single shop on that street. I guess you could say I kind of went crazy; I just have never had the privilege to do any of this before. I probably spent well over £1000 but I guess it didn't matter now. Money wasn't an issue anymore, and I need to get used to that. I've never been able to spend this much, let alone all on myself. But that's what happens when someone steals my luggage.

     I felt my phone buzz and I struggled to get it out of my purse with all of these shopping bags in my hands. Once I finally got a hold of it, I unlocked it to find a text from Uncle Matt. "How's London? -Uncle Matt". A smile formed on my face knowing that he actually and genuinely cares about me, unlike my father. It was different to have someone be there for me, but I liked it. I don't know where I would be without Uncle Matt. I quickly responded to the text telling him that I was fine and not to worry about me.

     I checked for the time, again, and now it read 6:32PM. Four hours of shopping, but who could complain? I heard my stomach growl a little and I knew it was time for dinner. I felt too lazy and tired to cook an actual meal at home, so I just decided to go eat out. I kept walking down Oxford Street to find a decent restaurant to eat at. Some random café, Nandos, and McDonalds. After wandering for about ten minutes, I walked into a small Italian bistro; my love for Italian food was endless.

     As soon as my pasta and salad came out, the food was gone within six minutes. This makes sense because I haven't eaten in more than twelve hours. But, I was still hungry. I paid for my meal and left the bistro without a complete stomach. The corner of my eye was able to catch Starbucks on the other side of the street. A little curve began to form on my mouth as I walked towards the store. I will always have room for a coffee.

     Being in the mood for the usual, I ordered my typical favorite: a White Chocolate Mocha. I decided to treat myself for everything that I've been through, and celebrate for not having happiness for a very long time by going Venti. I'm probably going to gain so much weight from all this, but hey who cares, I'm in London right? While waiting for my drink to be made, I found myself a little bored. I pulled out my phone, put in my headphones, and pressed play to Ed Sheeran. What better way to get to know the city better by listening to the no other ginger Jesus.

     The weather outside was absolutely gorgeous and I didn't exactly want to go back to the flat. Instead, I spent another half hour walking around London while drinking my coffee with about a million shopping bags in my hands and Ed Sheeran in my ears. This day had been amazing, I'm finally here in London, my home, and things were finally starting to look up. The sun started to go down a bit and maybe it was time to go back. I tried to remember which route I took to get here, but I couldn't quite remember. Hopefully I had the address to the flat on my phone and just take a taxi.

     Without any luck, I couldn't find the address at all, but I started to slowly regain my memory of the path that I took. While trying to walk back to the flat, 'You Need Me I Don't Need You' came on by shuffle. This song always got me really aggressive because my father always underestimated me and now I'm living on my own soaking in the freedom. I got lost in the music and went all out.

     "I’m not fake, don’t ever call me lazy. I won’t stay put, give me the chance to be free. Suffolk sadly seems to sort of suff-." Coffee. Was. All. Over. Me. Great, second time I get spilled with coffee in less than 24 hours.

     "What. The. Fuck." My head shot up with anger in my eyes as I began to curse under my breathe.

     "Oh, just another fan," the guy in front of me said with his foreign accent; he obviously wasn't from around here. How could he be so full of himself? Who does he think he is?! Fan? Fan of what?! I'm so confused.

     "I don't know who you are and who you think you are, but first of all you fucking spilled coffee all over me and now you're calling me a fan. What the hell are you talking about fan?" I was completely disgusted by his already enormous ego.

     "Oh. Shit they're coming after me. RUN!" he grabbed my hand and dragged me down the street as we ran in the half dark lighting. I tried to escape from his hands but his hold was much more powerful and stronger than me.

     After about what seemed like five minutes of hardcore sprinting, we reach to what appeared to be his flat. We entered the kitchen when I noticed that our hands were still in each others. I quickly pulled away as I realized it.

     "Um, I'm sorry but I don't even know who you are and not even your name. I think I'm going to go home now…" I was so confused and lost in the moment.

     "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to drag you all the way over here," I noticed his facial expression changed completely different from what he had on when he spilled coffee all over me, "Can we just start over again?"

     "Uh, I guess, but I don't know you. You're just a stranger to me that led me into his home," I noticed that he kept staring at me and I started to get kind of creeped out and worried about my safety. I quickly grabbed my things and tried not to make it obvious that I was running away. I was already halfway through the doorway when I was forced to turn back around by a hand that grabbed me.

     "Wait, I'll explain." 

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Lucky Fan Part 3

You look at your phone and see a message which says: "hello beautiful. I don´t know what to do and so I though I ask you if you want to make something with me? (:” You smile at yourself and answer:” Yes I would love to make something with you but I don´t know if i´m allowed to go out now...:(“ One minute later your phone rings again and you read:”No problem. I can come to you if it is okay?” You give him your address and now you have to wait till he arrives.

30 minutes later somebody rings at your door. You go downstairs and open the door. Niall stands there and smiles at you, then he hugs you and say hello. You can´t stop smiling because you are soo excited that some amazing boy like Niall visit you.

First, it is a little bit awkward but then he sees you playstation and ask:”You play? This is cool. Let us play something... what about FIFA?” You laugh and say:” Sure why not.”

[niallsprincess4evr]

Thinking about posting chapter 2 to You're My Everything....thoughts?