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The Story of Tristan Butterscotch This is a submitted story. Tristan B......Read the rest by clicking the link below! https://worldwidetweets.com/the-story-of-tristan-butterscotch/?feed_id=32952&_unique_id=605b78bba717b

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Bestfriend

My bestfriend is a guy. Bata pa lang kami, halos hindi na kami mapaghiwalay. His mom is my mom's bestfriend, at sabay din kaming pinanganak. He's just a day older than me. Atig nga eh. Sabay at lumandi yung mga moms namin. Haha Just kidding.

Like any other bestfriends, lagi siyang nandiyan para sa akin. He protects me so much at ayaw na ayaw niyang nakikita akong umiiyak. He scolds me when I'm wrong, and I do the same for him. Napakaopen namin sa isa't isa especially sa mga relationships na pinapasukan namin. He knows all my secret and I know his. Sa lahat ng tao, sa kanya ako di nakakapagsinungaling. He knows me to well na kahit paggalaw ng butas ng ilong ko, alam niya ang ibig sabihin. And for that, hindi ko maiwasang mahulog sa kanya. I know this is cliche, but I think I am in love with my bestfriend.

Ang sakit sakit pala, lalo na't alam mong hanggang dito na lang kayo, sa pagiging matalik na magkaibigan. Ang sakit sakit lalo na kapag masayang masaya siyang nagkukwento tungkol sa taong mahal niya. Madalas nga, di ko na siya nirereplyan kasi ang sakit sa heart. Parang tinutusok tusok ng isang daang karayom yung bawat ugat ng puso ko. Minsan nga, lagi niyang tinatanong kung may problema kami at gustong gusto ko na sabihin sa kanya na meron! Merong problema! Dahil mahal ko na siya! Mahal na mahal ko na siya more than how a bestfriend do. Pero natatakot ako na baka lumayo siya, or worst pagtawanan niya lang ako.

Oo, pagtatawanan niya lang ako. Because my best friend is homosexual. He kami talo. Lalaki din ang gusto niya kaya kahit kailan he would never dare to love me as much as i love him. I love him being gay, but I still love him as a guy. Napakaweird ko talaga. Sa dinami dami ng pwedeng mahalin, ang best friend ko pang bading. Ang masakit pa niyan, kapag sumasali siya sa mga gay contests, mas maganda pa siya sa akin. Laslas na. Pero wala eh, mahal ko siya at tanggap ko siya kahit ano pa siya. 

Miss Abangers

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Lazy day.

Some cute Harry fluff for you lovely lot (:

I rolled onto my side and let out a soft sigh. I was still tired from last night but I told myself I'd get up and make her breakfast in the morning. She deserves it. She's been working so damn hard lately and today was the first day in a while where she didn't have to do anything. She could just lay around and do nothing. I wanted it to be perfect. I finally let my still heavy eyes flutter open and looked at her. I couldn't help the small smile that crept onto my lips every time I looked at her. She was so beautiful. Even in her sleep, when her hair was a mess and the blankets are all wrapped around her, she's still the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. I leaned over and pressed my lips softly to her forehead before shuffling out from under the covers. I grabbed my jeans from the floor and pulled them on. I didn't bother with a shirt and went right downstairs.  I glanced at the clock on the stove and saw it was almost 9:am. "Better get a move on, Styles" I mumbled to myself, walking over to the fridge. I pulled out some eggs and other ingredients for pancakes, sitting everything on the table. I grabbed a bowl from the cabinet and started my task of getting everything measured and mixed together. When the batter was ready I heated up a pan before pouring the batter into it and watching it closely so it didn't burn. The last thing I wanted was to give (Y/N) burnt pancakes. I was so into my task of making breakfast that I didn't even know she was awake until I felt her arms wrap around my waist. "Good morning" she mumbled, her voice soft and laced with sleep. I smiled and glanced at her over my shoulder, "Good morning, darling" She stood on her tip toes and kissed my cheek, "Making breakfast, huh?"  "Mhm" I responded, taking the last pancake from the pan and laying it on a plate. She smiled and went over to the table, sitting down and leaning her elbows on it, watching me grab the plates from the counter and bring them over to the table. "You should have woken me up to help you" she said, pulling her plate closer to her. I smiled and sat next to her, "The point was not to wake you" She scrunched her nose and looked at me, "Didn't want my help? Do you think I'm a lousy cook?" I smiled, "I wanted you to sleep until you were ready to wake up. I decided to make you breakfast because you've been working hard lately and I want you to have a nice day off. What better to start a nice day than a good breakfast?" She smiled and tilted her head to the side a little, "How are you so perfect?" I shrugged, "I don't think I'm perfect but, I'll take that" She giggled lightly, "I love you, Harry" I leaned over and pressed a quick kiss to her lips, "I love you too, (Y/N). Now, eat your pancakes and we'll spend the rest of the day watching movies and being bums" She smiled and grabbed her fork, flashing me a quick smile, "Sounds fantastic" 

-WeWalkedOnGlass

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Aren't I lucky?

I knew he'd be here. To be honest, it's the only reason why I came. I usually hated these loud college parties. But, Niall made it worth it.

I mean, we hardly knew each other. He was my friend Emily's friend and she had introduced us a while back. I instantly formed a massive crush on him. He was gorgeous.

Emily's grip on my hand tightened as she pulled me through a crowd and towards the drink table. "What do you want?" she asked, looking over the different bottles that lined the table. "Is there any water?" I asked, looking away from her and scanning the room. "Uh... No" she said, glancing at me with a small smile. I looked at her, "What?" She smirked, "I know you're looking for Niall. He should be here somewhere" I blushed slightly, "How did you know?" She smiled, "I see the way you look at him, (Y/N). I know you like him"

I shrugged and scuffed my shoe against the floor, "I mean... Kinda" She smiled, "Well... Your kinda is over there by the door" I looked over and sure enough, there he was. He was wearing a black sweater and light washed jeans. He looked perfect. I smiled to myself but quickly looked away when he glanced in our direction.

"Is he coming over?" I mumbled, looking at the floor. She smiled and nodded, "He sure is" I took in a deep breath before looking up. He was standing right next to Emily and he shot me a smile, "Hi, (Y/N)" I smiled a little and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear, "Hey, Niall" Emily glanced from me to him and smiled, "I'm gonna go see if Jack is here yet. Niall, keep (Y/N) company?" Niall nodded and flashed her a smile as she walked off and disappeared into the crowd of people.

I took in a deep breath and glanced at him. "So, you having fun?" He asked, stepping closer to me. I shrugged, "Not really a huge fan of these parties" He nodded, "Yeah... Some people just aren't that into it. So, why'd you come?" I racked my brain for a quick, believable lie. I mean, I couldn't exactly tell him the truth. "Uh, Emily" I said, giving him a little smile. It wasn't a complete lie. She did ask me to come with her.

He nodded, "Yeah... She likes her parties, huh?" I nodded and crossed my arms, not really sure what else to do. I bit my lip and looked at my feet, pretending to be interested in the small spot on the tip of my shoe. "Do you wanna go somewhere more quiet?" he asked, looking at me. "Uh... Yeah, sure" I mumbled.

He smiled and took my hand, pulling me through the group of people and out the side door. We walked around to the back yard and I was surprised to find it almost empty. There was a swing on the back porch and Niall led me over to it.

We sat down and he started to swing it back and forth slowly. "I thought you'd like it better out here and away from all those people" he said, looking over at me. I smiled, "Yeah. I don't really know anyone here so..." He laughed a little, "Well, you know me" I looked at him, "Yeah"

He bit his lip and moved his hand to cover mine that was on the cushion between us. "Hopefully I'm the only guy you know. I get jealous easily" he said, scooting closer to me. "Why would you get jealous?" I asked, looking over at him. "I don't like when other guys bother girls that I like, (Y/N). And I like you" he said, turning a little so he was facing me.

I shook my head a little, "Excuse me?" He was shitting me right? There's no way in hell he was actually saying this. "I said that I like you, (Y/N)" he said, a small smirk finding it's way to his lips. "You can't be serious" I said, looking at him blankly. "I am though" he said, moving his hand to rest on my thigh. I let out a long breath, "Did Emily put you up to this?" He laughed, "No, she didn't. Look, (Y/N), I'm trying to tell you I like you so... Do you like me?"

I took in a deep breath and nodded, "Uh... Yeah. Yeah, I do" He smiled, "Awesome! So, do you want to go out sometime? Maybe this weekend?" I smiled at how nervous he seemed to get all of a sudden and nodded, "Yeah, that sounds great" He smirked to himself and looked at me, "You had me nervous there for a minute. I thought you didn't like me" I smiled, "I just couldn't really believe that you liked me"

"Any guy would like you, (Y/N)" he said, moving his hand to mine and lacing our fingers. I smiled and looked at our hands, "You're the only guy that I'm interested in though" He smiled and leaned closer, pressing a quick kiss to my cheek, making me blush, "Well, aren't I lucky?"

-WeWalkedOnGlass

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He's just like you.

"Mom, where's Daddy?" my six year old asked, looking at me with his big brown eyes. So much like his father's. I sat my book down on the coffee table and looked at him, "I think he's in his art room, sweetie"

Before anything else could be said, he was running out of the room and down the hall. I got up and went after him, "Baby, come here. Let Daddy have some time to himself" My son stopped and turned to look at me, "Why?" I walked over and ruffled his hair, "Because, he was with us all day long and I think he'd like some time alone"

He huffed and crossed his arms, pouting his bottom lip slightly. "Awe, sweetie" I said, kneeling next to him.

I looked up when I heard a door open. Zayn was leaning against the door frame, "Is something wrong, babe?" Before I could answer him our son was right by his side, "I wanna come in and play with you, Daddy" Zayn smiled, "Why didn't you just come in?" I sighed and stood up, "I told him not to bother you. I thought you'd like some time alone"

Zayn smiled and came over to me, "Thank you, babe. But, I really don't mind" He leaned in and pressed a quick kiss to my lips, "I'll entertain him for a bit until it's time to get him into bed, yeah?" I nodded, "Okay. I'll start getting his clothes together and run him a quick bath. Zayn nodded and went back over to him, "Wanna draw with me while Mom gets your bath ready?" He nodded his head eagerly and Zayn led him into the room.

I smiled to myself and headed down the hall. I flicked the light on in his bedroom and walked to the dresser, pulling out his favorite pajamas and some underclothes. I grabbed a few toys from his toy box that could be played with in the tub and headed into the little bathroom that was connected to his room. I sat everything on the counter next to the sink and sat on the edge of the tub, turning the water on. 

I made sure it wasn't too hot before I added some bubbles and stood up. I left the bathroom and headed down the hall, quietly opening the door to Zayn's art room. I smiled to myself when I saw the two of them. There was paper scattered across the floor and our son was covered in paint. "Good thing your bath is almost ready" I said, making both of them look up. Zayn smiled, "Yeah... We got a bit carried away"

I smiled, "I don't mind. But, it's bath time" Our son groaned and looked at Zayn, "Daddy..." Zayn smiled, "It's getting late, buddy. Let's get into the tub, yeah? We'll paint some more tomorrow" He sighed and stood up, "Okay" He brushed past me and stood in the hallway. I flashed Zayn a quick smile and left, leading him to the bathroom.

"You have to leave while I get undressed, Mom" he said, looking up at me. I smiled, "Oh... Alright" I laughed a little and left the bathroom and closed the door, leaning against the wall next to it. A few minutes later I heard a muffled, "You can come in now" I opened the door and walked into the bathroom to find him in the tub and under the bubbles.

"I brought you in some toys" I said, taking them off the counter and walking over to the tub, sitting on the edge. "That's okay" he said, grabbing his wash cloth and rubbing it on his arms. "Oh... You don't want them?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. He shook his head, "No, Mom. I'm not a baby anymore. I'm becoming a man. That's what Dad said" I smiled to myself, "Did he?" He nodded and looked at me, "He said that his little boy was turning into a man. And, I don't think men needs toys in the bath" I nodded a little, "Okay, I understand" He smiled and went to washing his face without another word.

When he was finished his bath I helped him into his pajamas and watched him climb into bed. "Is Daddy gonna come tuck me in?" He asked, nestling under the blankets. I smiled, "Doesn't he always?" He nodded his head and looked at me with sleepy eyes, "You go get him?" I nodded, "I'll be right back

I left his room and walked down the hall, tapping on the door lightly, "Zayn?" Not even a minute later and the door was opening, "What did I tell you about knocking, babe? Just come in" I smiled a little and shrugged, "Sorry" He shook his head and smiled, "Little guy ready for his tucking in?" I nodded and Zayn smiled, taking my hand, "Off we go"

We walked back into his room and he was sat up, leaning against the headboard. "All ready for bed, little guy?" Zayn asked, walking over to stand next to his bed. He nodded and smiled up at his father, shuffling a little further under the covers. Zayn smiled and pulled the blankets up, tucking him into bed. I walked over and clicked on his nightlight before leaning down and kissing his forehead, "Goodnight, sweetie" He smiled, "Night, Mommy" 

Zayn smiled and ruffled his hair, "Night, buddy" He smiled and murmured a quick, "Night, Dad" as his heavy eyes drifted closed. Zayn flashed me a quick smile before turning his lap off and motioning towards the door. I followed him out and closed the door softly behind us. "I'm gonna go turn all the lights off downstairs and in the art room" he said, putting his hands on my hips. I nodded, "Okay. I'm gonna get changed into something comfortable" He nodded and kissed me softly, "I'll be right back" He turned and headed back down the hall while I went into our room.

I sat on the bed and kicked off my shoes before going to the dresser and pulling out a pair of shorts and one of Zayn's sweaters. I changed quickly and dropped my clothes in the hamper before crawling into bed.

A few minutes later and Zayn came in, closing the door and looking at me. He smiled, "You look cute in my jumper" He walked around the bed and kicked off his shoes before pulling off his t-shirt and getting into bed next to me.

He instantly wrapped his arms around me, pulling me against him and pulling the duvet up over us. "He went to sleep easily tonight" I mumbled, laying my head on his chest and putting my arm over his stomach. He smiled and kissed the top of my head, "Yeah... He usually fights it as long as he can" I laughed, "He's stubborn... Just like someone else I know, Mr.Malik. He's just like you" He smiled and played with a small section of my hair, "Yeah, he is. And, I am stubborn. But, you love me nonetheless" I tightened my arm around him and nestled into his side, "I do... And I love you more and more every day"

-WeWalkedOnGlass

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Settle Down With Me

She was exhausted, I could see that. Kate liked to pretend she wasn't, but the dreary droop of her eyelids told me otherwise. I had told her to take it easy, but she hadn't listened.

"Where should I take you? " I asked. I looked over at her in the passenger seat and saw her smile weakly.

"Anywhere."

I knew just the place.

We pulled up to the gate and I punched in the code. Soon we were parked and I got out and walked over to her door. She took off her seatbelt, and even though I wanted to carry her out and up to my place, I knew she wouldn't let me. So instead I let her use my arm to steady herself.

"Where are we?"

I answered honestly. "My flat."

She raised an eyebrow at me, concerned. I know she hated being taken care of, and she rarely needed it anyway, but I just couldn't leave her alone in her empty apartment. I had to be sure she would be okay.

"Why didn't you just drop me off at my place? I would have been okay."

I could feel my heartbeat in the bottom of my feet. I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and wracked up all the courage I could muster.

"Kate, I couldn't leave you alone like that. You've gone through hell tonight and no one should suffer alone." She looked as if she was about to protest but I stopped her.

"Please, Katie. You don't have to be in control all the time. Let me help you."

She paused and considered what I had said.

"Okay." She resigned herself and leaned a little more into me to put some of her weight on me. I smiled. She was rather cute when she didn't get her way.

I led her up to my flat and took a deep breath when I opened the door.

"Well, here it is. I'll get the room ready for you."

"It's nice," she said. "I love this!" She pointed to an art piece I had bought a few months back. It matched the room's vibe rather well, that was the real reason I bought it. But I was glad she liked it. I needed a distraction from the constant flittering of my heart.

"Are you okay with staying in my room? I'll be out on the couch."

"Sure." She flopped onto the couch and I took that as my cue to clean up.

It didn’t take long for me to pick up my dirty clothes from the floor in my room and make my living space actually presentable and inhabitable. When I got back out to the sitting room, Kate was fighting sleep.

“I think you’ll be more comfortable in my room.” She looked up at me and nodded, standing slowly.

She followed behind me quietly. When we got to my room, she took her shoes off and collapsed into the mattress. She dug herself further into the bed and brought the blankets up and over her, cocooning herself.

“Thank you, Harry, for bringing me here. I can’t thank you enough.”

As if I would have done anything else.

"Are you comfortable?" She looked perfect with the covers tucked up to her chin.

She looked up at me with those pretty green eyes and said, "Yeah." The awkward, tangible tension between us was driving me mad.

"Are you sure?"

She looked down at her hands. "Welllll," she dragged out the word.

"Anything, you got it."

"Can I have a glass of water please?" She smiled shyly.

I retrieved it as fast as I could and brought it to her at the bed. Figuring she would want to be alone now, I turned and walked away.

"Wait," she called out to me just before I reached the door. I turned to face her and gave her what I hoped was my kindest smile. She returned it. Never in my life had I wanted to kiss a girl more than I did now. But I couldn't.

"Stay. Please. Don't leave me." Her huge eyes begged me for company. Little did she know how much she didn't even have to ask.

"Of course." I took a seat on the floor as there was nowhere to sit besides the bed.

She watched me for a few moments before frowning. "What're you doing down there?"

"What do you mean?"

She looked uncomfortable and I almost regretted asking her. Hesitantly, she said, "you don't have to sit down there. You can, you know-" I wasn't sure whether it was shyness, fear, or pride that was keeping her from saying what she wanted, but I ignored it and let her finish. I stood up as she paused.

Then, in the quietest tone I had ever heard from her, she said it. "You can sit with me." She was like a little girl on her first day of school, not wanting to share her toys with the stupid, annoying, and gross boys. Hell, I was still stupid, annoying, and gross.

I wanted to sit with her and comfort her for as long as she needed, but I couldn't presume that she did. So I mirrored her hesitation and moved slowly toward the bed. I kicked my shoes off by my nightstand and pulled back the covers. The room around us was stiff with unspoken desire - mine to kiss her, comfort her, and love her in the simplest sense of the word - hers to escape it all and retreat into a better place where she was surrounded by friends and people who loved her. Some place where she wouldn’t feel so alone.

As soon as I got under the covers, I was surprised when Kate immediately grabbed my hand and dropped her face onto my shoulder in hysterics. She burst out into sobs, and she was done. Done with fighting her inner demons, done with putting up with the useless bullshit surrounding her, done with it all. I didn't think I could say anything that would make her feel better, so I simply began rubbing her back and holding her head in my hand. "Shhhh," I whispered. "You'll be ok, Katie. Just let it out."

God, she was wrecked. In this moment of extreme vulnerability, I realized she may never feel the same way about me as I was feeling about her. Shit. Sometimes I felt incredibly blessed that I had run into Kate that day in the park. It had been a moment of fate, I was almost sure of it. Why else would God or whoever created the world introduce me to such an incredible, beautiful, sweet girl for us not to be together? I hadn't even kissed her yet, but here I was imagining so many possibilities of our lives intertwined.

As she cried, I did my best to comfort her with shushes and brushes of her soft blonde hair in my hands. Right now, I had to be her friend and comforter, not the boy who was falling crazy in love with her.

Her sobs subsided and her breathing steadied. I stopped touching her hair. I thought of kissing the top of her head but I didn't want to cross any lines she had put up between us in her head.

Suddenly I heard her mumble something into my shoulder. "Ee oh-in." All I heard were vowels.

"What, Katie?"

She lifted her head.

"Keep going." She took a deep breath. "That felt nice."

I felt it again, the heartbeat in my feet. The anxious feeling of unreciprocated emotions. Here she was giving me permission to touch her, yet I was too afraid to so much as look at her.

In my struggle to allow myself to touch her,  she spoke again. "Please. I need you." Tears were forming again.

No, no, no, no, no, no.  Kate was completely wrong. She didn't need me at all. Maybe in this temporary moment of trauma and fear she needed comfort and love. But she could get that from anyone. Skye was her best friend, I was just a useless prick using her emotional state to get on her good side. Wasn't I? No, really, couldn't she see I was the one who desperately needed her?

She let out a deep breath and so did I, quietly. I resolved myself to give Kate what she wanted. This inner debate I was having would have to wait. I wasn't about to see or hear Kate cry again. So I started the gentle caresses of her hair again. Immediately,  all the tension in her body eased. She relaxed into me and bundled her left hand into a fist on my chest, her right side completely on me. I shushed her some more and focused all I could on making her happy.

After a few minutes of sitting in silence, with me savoring the moment, I heard her ask, "Harry?"

"Yes, Kate?"

"Can you sing something for me, please?"

I smiled. This would be a nice distraction.

"What would you like me to sing?"

"Something sweet. I'm not picky."

I had to think for a second. I knew plenty of sweet songs, but which one should I choose in this moment?

"Anything, Harry, really. I just want to hear your voice."

There was only one option, in my mind. Her favorite song.

“Settle down with me/Cover me up/Cuddle me in/Lie down with me/And hold me in your arms,” I began to sing.

“That’s perfect.” She settled into me further, her ear right over my heart. Fantastic. Just what I wanted, Kate to hear my heart pounding.

I continued the song, reveling in every word. It was all I could do to remind myself to breathe and not freak out Kate with my rapid heartbeat. The farther into the song I got, the more I felt Kate fall into peaceful slumber, and the more my heart calmed.

When I finished singing, I wasn't sure what to do. Check if she was still awake? Sing another song? Get out of the bed and leave her to be alone and sleep? Oh, the dilemma.

"Kate?" I whispered. Nothing. "Are you awake?" Nothing. So she was asleep.

She looked so pretty while she was sleeping. Peaceful, free, satisfied. The little strands of hair around her face framed it perfectly. She was like a world-class masterpiece painting, beautiful to the eye, impossible to touch. I wondered what she was dreaming about. Hopefully they were good dreams.

So I sat alone, just me and my thoughts, too many of which were occupied by her. I wanted to tell her everything, how there was a sparkle in her eye when she talked about her family, how sexy she was when she talked about her school stuff, and how she looked most beautiful in moments like this. Moments of purity and simplicity. Moments where I could forget everything going on in my life and just love her, secretly.

I wanted to tell her everything, so I did. I was terrified she would wake up and make fun of me, or worse, leave because she felt uncomfortable around me. But I had to say it, so I took a deep breath and began to whisper.

"Kate, I love you." There, I had said it. But there was more. I felt like a shaken soda can about to burst and bubble over. "And I don't mean platonically. I am 110% undeniably in love with you."

She continued snoozing.

"Everything about you has got me so worked up. I go to sleep at night, I wake up in the morning, I think about you. The littlest things remind me of you. I drive by Zizzi’s, and I think of that time we spent three hours in there eating and talking about nothing. I hear any song by Ed, I want to call you up and tell you cuz I know you’ll just love it.”

I paused to breathe. I had to laugh. Here I was pouring my heart out to her, and she wasn’t even listening. No one was. What a waste of time. I sounded like a blubbering idiot. I wasn’t sure what else to say.

“I can’t imagine you feel the same way, Katie. Why should you? I have nothing to offer you. Every time we go out in public, you get harassed and blinded by camera lights. I’m going to be on tour so often now we won’t ever see each other. The rumors that surround me and every girl I’m ever seen with must annoy you. You don’t care about my money. I’ve tried so hard to make you happy, because that’s all I want. Your happiness is my happiness. And I know that sounds cheesy and cliched, but it’s true. You’re the most amazing person I’ve ever known, and I don’t care about anything but you."

She was still deep in slumber. But I was finished. I'd said all I could think to say. Fucking words. They're so useless when you need them most. Conflict raged in me so thoroughly. I took a deep breath and decided to go for it. I kissed the top of her head and whispered it again.

"I love you, Kate."

By now, the blanket had fallen off her shoulders and was down to her waist. I pulled it up to where her shoulder and my chest met. Perfect. Nothing to disturb her now while she slept. The question now was whether or not I could get my anxious brain to sleep. I closed my eyes and started thinking of what it would be like to kiss her. I wanted to think of more, so much, but I couldn't. Not after what had happened tonight. So I just thought of how sweet her lips would taste, how soft her hair would feel between my fingers, and how good she would smell. A smile crept over my face as I drifted off, my arm wrapped around Kate's waist, her head and hand still relaxed against my chest.

Written by MaryAnn at hiallhyles (x) <3 <3 <3

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Lucky

My day was terrible. Work was long and I swear that my boss wouldn't stop piling extra work on me all morning. I was exhausted and I just wanted to go home and sleep. I walked out of the office building that I had just spent my day in and headed to my car. I got in and sat in the front seat, pulling out my phone. I had two kissed calls from Niall so I figured I should call him back. I tapped the call button and brought the phone up to my ear, waiting for him to answer. A few rings later and he picked up, "Hey, babe" I smiled a little at the sound of his voice, "Hey, sorry I missed your calls. I'm on my way home" I could hear some noise in the background before he spoke again, "Oh, it's alright. How was your day? You sound a little down" I sighed, "It's just been a really long day and I'm tired" He made a grunt nose on the other end before speaking, "Well, just get home and then you can relax. I'm making dinner now" I couldn't help the little laugh that escaped me, "Is that what all the noise was?" He sighed, "Yes, it was" I smiled and shook my head a little, "Well, I'll be home in a bit. Please don't break our house" He chuckled, "Alright. I love you" I smiled, "I love you too. Bye" I hung up my phone and dropped it into my purse before putting on my seatbelt and starting the car. I pulled away from the curb and into the late afternoon traffic. It took me a little over twenty minutes until I was pulling into the driveway and getting out of the car. I slung my purse over my shoulder and shut the door before heading up the path to the front door. I didn't bother with my keys because I knew Niall left the door unlocked. He always did. I opened the door and walked into the living room, dropping my purse on the couch. I looked up and smiled smiled when I saw Niall leaning against the door frame. "Welcome home, darling" he said, flashing me a smile. I walked over to him and wrapped my arms around his waist, laying my head against his chest. He instantly wrapped his arms around me, pulling me closer and kissing the top of my head. I looked up at him and he smiled, "Are you hungry?" I nodded and pressed a quick kiss to his cheek, "Starving"  He took my hand and pulled me through the doorway, into the kitchen. The table was sat and there were some flowers, from the bush that grew outside, between the two plates. I smiled and looked at him, "Awe, Niall" His cheeks flushed slightly, "I wanted it to be nice..." I walked over and sat down, "It's great, babe" He walked over and grabbed a pan of stir-fry from the stove, scooping some onto both our plates. He sat the remaining food back on the stove and sat across from me. I automatically took a big bite of my food. Niall smiled, "Is it alright?" I nodded, "It's great" A proud look crossed his face and he began eating. Dinner was filled with small talk about the little events of each of our days. When we were finished he gathered up all the dishes and put them into the dishwasher before turning to look at me, "How about I run you a bath so you can relax?" I shook my head, "No, no. I'll take care of that. You did all this and that's enough, babe. You should go do something" He smiled, "Nah. I got it. You had a really long day" I sighed, "Can you please stop being perfect?"  He laughed and came over to me, bending down and pressing a quick kiss to my lips, "I'm not perfect but, I'll take it" I smiled and watched as he left the room. I stood up from the table and went into the living room, plopping down on the couch. I took off my shoes and sat back, resting my head against the couch. I was just starting to doze off when Niall came back into the room. "Baths ready, love" he said, standing next to the couch. I let out a little yawn and stood up, "Thanks" I walked past him and up the stairs, heading into the bathroom. The room already smelled like my favorite bubble bath, making me smile. He had dimmed the lights so they weren't so bright and it gave the room more of a relaxed feeling. I smiled to myself and stripped out of my work clothes, stepping into the bath tub. I sunk down into the warm water filled with bubbles and instantly felt my muscles start to relax. I closed my eyes and laid my head back against the towel that doubled as a pillow, letting myself relax completely. I stayed that way a few minutes before a small tap on the door drew me back to reality. I looked up as Niall came into the room with some clothes in his hands. "I brought you some clothes. Some shorts, panties, and one of my shirts" He said, sitting them on the counter next to the sink. I smiled, "Thank you, Niall. For everything" He smiled and came over to the tub, leaning down and pressing a soft kiss to my forehead. "You're more than welcome, (Y/N)" He straightened up and smiled, "When you're done, come into the bedroom and we'll watch your favorite movie" I nodded and watched him walk to the door. He flashed me another quick smile before leaving the room and closing the door behind him. I couldn't help but sit there and smile like an idiot as I thought about how absolutely perfect and sweet he was. I definitely considered myself lucky to have Niall. And the fact he was mine, never failed to make me happy. Even on my hardest days.

-WeWalkedOnGlass

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Always Keep Me Guessing Pt. 2

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Part One (x)

You pulled back for a breath. Niall just continued giving you small kisses on your face."I'm gonna laugh so hard if this turns on,"You said looking at the waiting call Niall had on the laptop. Niall shrugged,"Eh, I don't care. They're interrupting us, so what they see s'not my problem." You scoffed, then hopped off his lap. "Ayyy!"Niall whined. "Ohhh I'm just gonna go turn some music on,"You laughed. When you turned around, Niall slapped your ass. "Why do you always feel the need to touch my ass?!"You complained, grabbing your iPod out of your bag. Bending down to plug it in, Niall said,"Well, shit! Look at what you're doin' right now!" You snapped back up just to bug him. He sighed heavily. "I was enjoyin' that,"Niall said. "I know!"You piped. He groaned loudly. You didn't hear him get up, but suddenly, he was standing behind you with his arms wrapped around your waist, causing you to jump. Niall laughed and picked you up, whirling you around. "Niall!"You giggled. He set you down and kissed you repeatedly on the side of your face, making cute 'mwah' noises. You turned around to face him and wrapped your own arms around his hips. "You....are such a weirdo babe,"You smiled. "Yeah, but you love it,"Niall said smugly as he lowered his hands. You gave him a playful evil eye. "Yeah, I know. Your weirdness is cute. Really, I'm the weird one for loving it so much. Hmm...must be the accent,"You teased. He just smirked,"Yeah, you're definitely way weirder than me. I know for a fact what you were laughing at when I was on the phone with Harry. You're clever. You really are." You raised your eyebrows,"Oh yeah? What?" Niall imitated your expression,"You thought it was funny that I was upset over not being with you. 'Horny Horan'? Really not original babe." He was so close, his breath tickled your face. "Like I haven't heard that one before,"He whispered breathlessly. His hands traveled downward again. You playfully rolled your eyes, trying not to show how affected you are by him, because you know that's exactly what he wants to see."Sorry, not my fault you have a nice bum. I mean babe, hardly any girls actually have a big bum. But I somehow got you,"Niall continued, giving a quick squeeze. "Nothing to be blessed with. I'm the lucky one here,"You said before you pinched his. He started laughing,"You're so sassy!" "Yeah, but you love it,"You teased. Niall grinned,"Hell yes I do! And this,"He said before slapping your ass again. You went to go swat at him but he ran/jumped away. "That was lucky right there,"You warned jokingly. "Pfft!"Niall scoffed, turning on your iPod. The disco beats of "Treasure" by Bruno Mars began to play. He peeked over his shoulder with a huge grin. This was sort of your guys' song. Niall had came for a visit from tour when it first came out and you guys always jammed to it in his car. Pictures of that spread everywhere. He'd always sing it to you when it came on or just whenever he felt like it. Then, when he went back on tour, he posted a silly video of him dancing and singing this song on Twitter in his hotel room. He had mentioned you in the tweet, dedicating it to you. The fans flipped and instantly made it (your/ship/name's) song. You watched him as wiggled his ass at you. Suddenly, Niall jumped around,"Gimme your, gimme your, gimme your attention baby!" "Ohhh man,"You giggled. He strutted over ridiculously and put his finger under your chin,"I gotta tell you a little somethin' 'bout yourself." Niall started swaying his hips and you joined in. Swaying your head and puckering your lips, you enjoyed this moment of Niall. You guys never had a dull moment and were always being silly together. Niall put his hands on your hips as you rolled them. "Damn babe..,"He sighed, watching. You smiled. You were just messing around. "I know that you don't know it, but you're fine, so fine!"Niall sang to you. Looking up, you caught his gaze. He reached out for your hands and began dancing with you. Niall spinned you into his arms,"You are ma treasure. You are my treasure. Yeah, you, you, you, you are!"He sang quietly, all eyes on you. You squeezed his hands. He smiled, and kissed your cheek. Suddenly, he whirled you back out. The two of you began laughing and kept dancing. "Ooh whoooooah,"You sang along. "'Ere we go!"Niall called out before dipping you. You let your head fall back. When you came back up, Niall pulled you into him and your hands rested on his chest. He leaned in for a kiss, but you turned around and began dancing again. Niall gasped when he realized you weren't giving him what he wanted. "And what do you think this is?!"He asked playfully. You ignored him to tease him even further. He put his hands on your waist again from behind and started moving with you. "You're evverythinggg I seee in my dreams,"Niall sang into your ear. You reached your hand up and stroked the side of his face. His hands followed up your sides to your arms. It was like the air was charged. You had just missed him so much. He began kissing your shoulder, so you turned around to finally give him what he wanted. When you did, Niall bit your lip, and pulled back,"Nuh uh. Two can play that game." He smirked and ran his hands down your sides. The song was almost over, so you made the best of it. Niall grabbed your hands again, and you guys got lost in the song, trying to attempt as many swing dancing moves as possible. He had the bright idea of wanting to try the famous jump from, "Dirty Dancing." You couldn't say no. Backing up into the hallway, Niall called out to you,"Alright beautiful!" Laughing the whole way, you ran to him. He looked so adorable waiting for you with his arms out. It was all or nothing, so you jumped in the air, praying Niall could support you. You clenched your eyes shut as you began to fall, but a pair of strong hands caught your waist. Opening your eyes, you looked down at Niall who was grinning up you. Your jaw dropped when you saw Niall's muscles bulging. Damn, he really did work out. You put your arms out as Niall twirled you in the air. "Babe, this is awesome!!"You enthused. His hands left your waist and you began falling. A scream escaped your lips, but Niall caught you and pulled you down on the couch with him. He's smart for being by the couch. Niall started laughing uncontrollably. He clutched you as he let himself go. "Hey, that wasn't funny!"You fake whined. His laughter continued. "I thought I was gonna fall!"You whined. "Your...face!"Niall barely made out. You crossed your arms dramatically and he finally started to calm down. "Haha you're so mean!"You chuckled. He wiped his tears,"Babe, you don't even know. When I let you drop..Hahaha..your face completely fell and your eyes..dear Lord!" You squeezed him because you couldn't just sit there and watch him laugh at you. "And you looked funny as hell when you ran!"Niall continued. You pulled back with a sarcastic hurt expression. "Haha I'm sorry but you did. It was cute though,"Niall smiled, looking at you before kissing the tip of your nose. "Miss attituuude,"he chuckled, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you back in. "Well, I only had good things to say about you, buttt,"You trailed off. Niall rested his chin on your head,"Oh yeah?" "Yeah." "Well I'd like to hear it,"Niall said amused. "Hmm well, considering what you just said..."You trailed off again teasingly. "Don't do it!"Niall warned. "Do what?"You asked, raising your eyebrows. "That's it,"Niall said standing up, taking you with him. He threw you over his shoulder. You shrieked in delight,"Nialllll! Put me down!" "Nope, not until you tell me!"He demanded. "Ahhh!" "Do it!"He demanded, losing his seriousness by letting a few laughs escape. "Fine. I thought you looked cute as hell when I came running. And when you were holding me in the air, I was turned on by how your muscles bulged. Okay? That was sexy as hell. Now can you put me down? It's funny talking into your back,"You said breathlessly. Niall just laughed. He grabbed your butt as he started to put you down, so you quickly slapped his while you had the chance. "Ah!"He yelled. "S'what you get!"You giggled, regaining your balance. Niall stepped closer,"I was sexy eh?" You rolled your eyes at him, and shoved his chest. "Please, don't flatter yourself,"You joked. Niall pouted his lips. You smiled,"Ohh you know you're like, the sexiest." "I knew it!"Niall laughed. You stuck your tongue out. "I know. I'm the last one in line for that title.."He said, looking down, being serious. "Niallll! Stop,"You said, closing the gap between you two."You kind of do this really annoying thing actually"You mumbled into his chest. He pulled away slightly to look at you with raised his eyebrows, intrigued,"Oh yeah? What's that darlin'?" "Where you're either really cute, or overwhelmingly sexy. Ask your fans. They agree,"You admitted simply. Niall smirked,"Well I could definitely say the same to you-" "It's true!" You heard a voice say faintly. Niall's eyes searched the room,"D'you hear that darlin'?" "Yeah.."You said, breaking apart and looking around. You heard faint laughter near the couch. Niall looked back and forth between you and the couch. That was when you noticed that they had answered the Skype call. All the boys were lined up on stage looking at you, you and Niall blown up behind them on the big screen. Niall waved and the crowed screamed. "Here he is! The sexiest man on the planet,"Louis teased. The crowd roared. Niall blushed and sat down, pulling the laptop to his lap. "Niall, stop being so hard on yourself mate. Maybe we should bring Y/N on tour with us so you get it through you head that you're the most adorable boy ever,"Liam said, feeling sympathetic. Niall instantly smiled and looked at you still standing. "I think that's a great idea actually,"He enthused. You giggled over in the corner. The idea of being with him all the time, made you so happy. Nothing could ruin today. "In fact, we asked management about it today,"Zayn announced. Your eyes started to fill. Niall looked back at you, pure joy across his features,"Get over here!" He opened his arms, beckoning you to come cuddle with him while he video chatted. Niall enveloped you in his arms and continued talking to the crowd and boys. As soon as the boys saw you, the repeatedly told you how you cute you two were. Louis had asked if you liked his snapchat, and there was a little more small talk. You didn't want to be in the way, so you directed the attention back to Niall, not wanting to upset the fans. After a few minutes, you had fallen asleep in Niall's arms. You were totally exhausted after school and all the emotions of today. You're not sure how long you had been sleeping when you felt arms pick you and carry you to the bedroom. Your eyes fluttered open. "Hey beautiful,"Niall smiled, looking down at you in his arms, admiring how cute you looked. "You can go back to sleep babe,"He whispered, stepping in to the room. "No,"You grumbled, as Niall gently set you on the bed. "Come lay with me,"You asked. Niall said nothing, and quietly stripped down to his boxer briefs. Feeling the bed sink in, you felt Niall's warm arms and chest envelop you once again. You turned around to face him as he held you. "How long was I out?"You croaked. "About an hour or so. After 10 minutes into the call, you fell asleep. The boys and fans loved it,"Niall said softly, stroking your arms. "Oh God,"You mumbled, embarrassed,"I'm really sorry." Niall just smiled,"You looked adorable. Everyone loved it, believe me. The boys couldn't get enough of it. They really like ya, ya know." You chuckled quietly,"I can only hope..What'd you guys do?" Niall sighed,"We just chatted and I answered questions from the fans. I stayed on through a song but I felt bad leaving you sleep there. So, I apologized and said I was gonna go." "Niall, you should've stayed on with them! I really don't want to cause you to get in trouble. I was exactly where I wanted to be anyways,"You said, upset. "Babe, it's fine. The fans understand." "No, Niall, I bet they don't. They want you. And I just get in the way of-" Niall stopped you from continuing by kissing your lips. "I love you,"He said after pulling back. "I really do and I don't know what to do about it. I just need you with me and I don't really care what happens."

Niall did his best to distract you from thinking negatively quite successfully. The rest of the night, you two talked about the most strangest of things, making you both laugh your hardest, despite the time. You two could talk about literally anything and completely confide in one another at the same time. The topic could be about dogs, then the next you'd shared your worries and doubts with each other. And in those moments, nothing else mattered. It all went away. It was like you were catching up on every day you missed each other, beginning to feel like you were never apart. This is what he loved best, what he needed. These long conversations where you could just be you. And you only knew that because you felt the exact same. When the sun started peering through the window, Niall's raspy voice mumbled something you couldn't understand. His arms squeezed you tightly, then relaxed. The two of you fell asleep peacefully, wrapped up in each other.

-(x)