I was woken out of my peaceful slumber abruptly by a loud blaring noise. It was that goddamned fire alarm going off.
Again.
I quickly scrambled and jumped off my lofted bed, getting tangled in the sheets but finally hit the floor slightly less gracefully than I had intended. In my sleepy haze, I managed to find my worn fuzzy pink slippers so I wouldn’t have to go outside barefoot.
I swear, if this goddamned dorm wasn’t literally burning to the ground, I’d murder someone. Last time the alarm had been tripped, it had been a false alarm. Someone had burnt a bag of microwave popcorn and the alarm had gone off because it was too damn sensitive.
I trudged my way outside with the rest of the co-eds who were swearing and muttering over having to get up and go outside at 4:15 in the morning on a tuesday. I stood outside the building, the ordered 50 yards away just in case everything in the building WAS actually going down in a blaze. I saw no telltale signs of smoke so I figured nothing was in any real danger. I just stood there like an idiot, cursing my stupid luck. I hadn’t realized how cold it had gotten, especially at night, and I was currently clad in nothing but a wife beater and a pair of old, worn boxer shorts. Great. I’m sure I looked wonderfully fashionable.
I crossed my arms over my chest to try and hold on to some warmth and hide the fact that I was braless. My arms were covered in goosebumps and my nipples were so hard they could cut glass. It was practically painful.
I looked around to see if I could find any of my friends but… nothing. Hannah, my roommate was staying the night in her boyfriend Louis’ frat house and most of my other friends lived in other dorms or sorority houses. So yeah, great. I get to stand here like an insecure loner while everyone else got into their little cliques and chit chatted.
After a good 15 minutes of standing outside waiting for the fire department to arrive and give the “all clear” to go inside, I was fucking freezing, teeth chattering together uncontrollably. What I wouldn’t give to be back in my warm bed but the firemen hadn’t even arrived yet. This was taking forever and I knew, just KNEW I’d be out here freezing my ass off for a while. Maybe I’d get lucky and grow so cold that I’d go numb, not able to feel the terrible aching in my bones.
I suddenly got that eerie feeling that someone was watching me. You know, that feeling that causes the hairs on the back of your neck to rise and prickle. I lifted up my head to look around and was completely caught off guard when my eyes quickly focused on a pair of crystal clear blue ones.
It was Niall, exchange student from Ireland, captain of the intramural and school soccer team, and all around big man on campus. He also happened to be my across the hall neighbor and the current object of my affection. I hadn’t talked to Niall much, not that I didn’t want to… it’s just that I’m painfully shy and completely nervous around this absolutely gorgeous guy that I had been crushing on for ages.
Niall was smart because he had the foresight to bring his navy blue duvet outside with him. He was currently bundled tight in it and the color contrast of the comforter only made his light eyes stand out more in the darkness. I just stood there gawking at him because he couldn’t possibly be looking at me. Niall grinned, his cheeks rosy from the temperature and his brunette hair with frosted blond tips was sticking out wildly at odd angles from sleeping earlier. It only added to Niall’s sex appeal. He looked amazing and enticing in the dark night’s air and I just couldn’t seem to tear my eyes away from him.
Niall pulled his hand out of his blanket and made the “come here” signal with the pointer finger of his left hand. I looked around puzzled, trying to figure out who he was gesturing to. I saw no one else paying attention around me so I slowly walked over to him. I stopped about 3 feet in front of Niall and he frowned slightly, his eyebrows knitting in disappointment. It had to be one of the cutest things I had ever witnessed. I guess I had been right in assuming Niall was calling for one of his many friends to come over, not me.
I was about to turn away when Niall surprised me when he decided to close the gap between us. I was shocked when he opened up his duvet, showing that he was wearing nothing but his boxers. I didn’t mean to gasp, but damn it was hard not to as I admired his pale but toned body.
Niall startled me further when he wrapped his arms around me, engulfing me in a big hug and his snug blanket. “Hey neighbor,” he greeted me happily. I felt like I had died and gone to heaven. The warmth he provided was sinfully blissful, not to mention the fact that his well muscled arms were holding me tightly, making my body heat up in a completely different way.
“You know, I really don’t mind fire drills if it means I finally get a way to be close to you,” Niall confessed, whispering in my ear. His words caused me to shiver in delight. “You’re still cold? Well, we will just have to find another way to keep you warm once we get back inside,” he said, a small smirk playing across his face.
I pulled away from him a little to search his face for sarcasm, trying to see if he was joking, but there was nothing but seriousness. Was he propositioning me or just being playful? I knew from what I heard from friends that he liked to kid around. I’ll admit it. I was snooping but I always wanted to know Niall and if I couldn’t know him personally, I’d settle for all the gossip and tidbits I could gather.
Niall looked at me again, his pink tongue darting out and licking his perfect bottom lip. Firemen came out of our building announcing that it was safe to return inside. How long had i been standing here with Niall? i hadn’t even realized the fire department had arrived let alone complete their inspection.
I started to pull away so I could go back to my lonely bed, but Niall’s strong hands gripped my hips so we had to walk together. It was an awkward shuffling motion because I was still trapped in his blanket, his hard chest pressed against my back. People gave us odd looks, but I didn’t care. I was with Niall and the people around us were so tired, they probably wouldn’t remember any of this tomorrow. But I would.
We finally made it to the door of my room, but I was firmly guided towards the door across from it. Niall finally let go of me so he could turn the knob to open his door. He took off the comforter and tosses it haphazardly into his room. I gulped, further inspecting his body as he stared at me, almost hungrily, his eyes roving up and down my body. ‘Why hadn’t I worn cuter pjs to bed?’ I thought to myself as I looked down at my completely unsexy attire.
Niall had been serious before and I wasn’t quite sure what to do now that my dream moment was here. I hardly knew Niall but I felt like he wasn’t a stranger since he lived across from me. Plus, it had been a fantasy of mine to be with Niall and if I passed this up now, would I ever get this opportunity again? I fidgeted uncomfortably at his side, not quite sure what to do here. To hook up or not to hook up?
"You still cold?“ Niall inquired, his tone slightly rough and gravelly. For fear of my voice betraying me, I slowly just nodded my head in a silent yes. I figured I’d just go with it. Niall flashed a toothy smile as he quickly moved towards me, scooping me up and then throwing me over his shoulder. It caused me to shriek in excitement. This was happening and I was awake.
"God bless the fire drill,” Niall said jokingly as he took me into his room, slamming the door shut behind the two of us with his bare foot. Niall tossed me onto his bed, and I landed with a bounce on his mattress.
“Experts say that the best way to stay warm is by sharing body heat,” Niall told me matter-of-factly. He stood proud and tall next to the bed as he hooked his thumbs into the elastic of his boxers. Niall pulled them down tauntingly slowly, stepped out of them, and tossed them across the room messily. I tried to remain calm, but I started breathing heavily, staring at his body as he stood in front of me in all his naked glory.
“God bless the fire drill,” I repeated while I quickly tried to pull my tank top over my head. But because it’s me and my luck is practically nonexistent, I got tangled up in the fabric. To say that I felt embarrassed is an understatement, but then Niall helped me, laughing lightly at my eagerness. He balled up the material and chucked it over his shoulder.
“Glad I’m not the only one who’s been dreaming about this,” he chuckled as he joined me on the bed. “Now, let’s see if I can warm you up,” Niall said with an enormous smile, pulling me back into his embrace.
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