#the extra bits

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Fergie’s reaction to all of the shirtless Niall content we’re getting 🙌🏼

“Hey Ferg, has your washing machine broke over there?” Maggie asked taking a sip from her wine glass.

It was The Hen House’s nightly Zoom Chat and a lot of hot gossip had been shared. Jenna’s neighbors were having a marathon shag session. David nearly set Britt’s hair on fire after a brief cooking mishap. Mags was ready to chuck Jamie’s PS4 straight out the window. Georgina had learned how to move around the house without making a sound thanks to Niall’s constant livestreams. The girls desperately needed this pandemic to be over so they could regain some sanity. Their nightly call was the closest thing they had to doing just that.

Georgina looked confused. “No, why?”

“The Baby never has a shirt on so I just figured he had no clean clothes to wear.” Mags smirked.

“It would make sense if the machine broke.” Britt nodded.

“Oh my god!!” Georgina said as her face lit up. “That fucker is always bloody shirtless!”

“It’s to the point where Lydia is sending me screenshots daily of his Instagram shenanigans talking about how rugged he looks without his shirt on.”

“Lydia’s a legend.” Brittany said shaking her head. Georgina’s mother was truly one of a kind.

“No! Would you want your mum talking about how fit your boyfriend is shirtless? I don’t think so.”

The trio of women on Georgina’s computer screen erupted into laughter.

“It’s like a twenty four hour thing here.”

“I’m sure that’s a nice treat though.” Jenna smiled.

“Oh don’t get me wrong it is. But it’s like mate, we get it. You’re fit. That rug of yours is impeccable. You’ve been working out at the crack of dawn every day but like if you don’t put some fuckin’ clothes on, I’m gonna defile your body.”

“You’re gonna what, love?” An Irish accent said from behind her.

Georgina shut her eyes as her entire face grew warm. Of course her shirtless boyfriend would pick that moment to make his appearance. The laughter of her friends grew even louder adding to her embarrassment.

“Nialler!” Jenna squealed. “Give your girl a break. Put a fucking shirt on.”

“Ferg’s knickers are probably constantly wet over there.” Mags teased.

“Yeah but that’s not because I’m shirtless.” Niall said with a cheeky wink.

That comment sent the Hen House into a screaming fit. Brittany couldn’t stop laughing at how embarrassed Georgina was. Jenna and Mags were rambling back and forth about Georgina and Niall’s sex life. And Niall, well Niall was eating that shit up.

“For fuck’s sake, Niall.” Georgina mumbled as she covered her face. She couldn’t believe this was happening.

Niall’s hands found their place on her shoulders as he gave them a squeeze. “I’m teasing.”

“You’re so bloody embarrassing.”

“I’m sorry.” Niall giggled before kissing the top of her head. “I’ll go put my shirt on.”

“Why bother? She’s just gonna rip it off ya as soon as this call is over.” Mags teased.

“Margaret!” Georgina said with wide eyes.

“I love you Georgina.” Maggie said with a knowing smile. “But we all know that’s true.”

“From what I’ve heard, you two shag like rabbits.” Jenna said finishing off his glass of wine.

“His kit is constantly off so I don’t blame her.” Brittany said. “Ni, tell Davey to get on your regimen please.”

“Why? You wanna compete with Jenna’s neighbors for longest sex marathon?” Georgina said with a smirk.

“No.” Brittany rolled her eyes.

“We all know when that this call ends The Baby is gonna bend you over and you’ll be the one out shagging the duo in 311.” Jenna said. “So enough sass out of you, Ferg.”

Mags and Brittany laughed.

“I fucking hate all of you.” Georgina blushed.

“You’re the one talking about defiling me body, babe.” Niall laughed as he gave her shoulders another squeeze. “So this is really your fault.”

“No it’s not. It’s yours. If you wore clothes, we wouldn’t be droolin’ over ya.”

“I mean Ferg still would but what you lot get up to in the bedroom is none of our business.” Mags said sending the girls into another round of laughter.

Niall laughed loudly as he shook his head. He kissed the top of Georgina’s head before leaving the room.

“You three are gonna be the death of me, you know that right?” Georgina said with a small smile.

“We wouldn’t have it any other way.” Britt winked.

“Honestly, I don’t know how you have lasted this long with him being shirtless all the time.” Jenna said.

“Would have moved to the greenhouse ages ago.” Brittany agreed. “All I’d want to do is shag him.”

“He thinks it’s funny.” Georgina said shaking her head.

“Because he’s a little shit.” Britt said.

“You’re a strong woman, Ferg.” Mags said. “Deserve a Medal of Honor after this quarantine is over.”

“For what?” She asked confused.

“For not shagging me brains out every second of the day!” Niall called out from outside the door.

His comment sent their friends into another fit of laughter.

“Fuckin’ twat.” Georgina blushed.

“Yeah but that’s why you love me!” Niall called back.

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Real Talk. Are Fergie and Ni quarantined together or apart?

“Slow down, you crazy child,” She sang staring at the desktop. “And take the phone off the hook and disappear for a while.”

Georgina Ferguson was tucked away in the office at her boyfriend’s house attempting to get some work done. Since society decided to implode, her options were limited these days. She could either work from her home where she could have peace and quiet but would spend her nights all alone or she could stay with her boyfriend and fur child and put up with the million Instagram Lives he decided to do to cure his boredom. She chose the latter.

This was why she was holed away in a room on the second floor. She didn’t want to interfere with the pop star side of his life. They just weren’t there yet.

“It's all right, you can afford to lose a day or two.” Niall’s soothing voice echoed from behind her. “When will you realize, Vienna waits for you?“

She squeezed her eyes shut. “Please tell me you aren’t filming still.”

“Why?” He laughed as he walked towards her.

“I’ve been holdin’ me breath all damn day just waiting for someone to realize I’m here.” She explained. “With everything going on, I can’t handle the torches and pitchforks.”

Niall kissed her temple. “I know, Ferg. We don’t have to worry about that.”

Georgina looked up at him. “So you’re confident that your fans won’t find out I’m staying here and that we’re together and all that...”

“We kept it from our friends for a long ass time. I think we can hide it from the public for a bit longer.” He said pulling her into a hug.

“Imagine if they found out now. They’d lose their minds.”

“Yeah maybe finding out I’m taken wouldn’t be the best idea during a pandemic.”

“Have you reached your live stream limit for the night?”

“Actually, I’ve been done for about an hour. I was letting you work in peace, thank you very much.” Niall sassed. “It’s almost time for game night so I was coming in to see if you were at a stopping point.”

Fergie couldn’t help but laugh at his comment. “Well, excuse me.”

Niall leaned forward and pecked her lips. “I put a pizza in and have everything set up. Keith’s picking the first game tonight but he hasn’t picked yet.”

In an attempt to prevent from going insane, Fergie and the Gang decided to host game nights once a week via Zoom. Niall made sure every household had whatever game they needed. They would all play and drink and do their best to forget about the dire state of the world around them. 

It was exactly what they all needed.

Without a second to waste, the young couple headed into the living room where everything was set up in front of Niall’s laptop. A glass of white wine was begging to be drank and Georgina was happy to oblige.

“You know, Ni.” She smiled as she curled up on the couch. “You make a good house husband.”

“I knew frozen pizza and white wine were the keys to your heart.” He winked.

“Maybe they are, Niall Horan.” She said squinting at him playfully.

He walked over to her with a beer in his hand. He plopped on the couch beside her. “I feel like I haven’t seen you all day and we’ve been in the same house.”

“Time flies when you’re serenading strangers and playing golf in the house.”

“Oh fuck off, Ferg.” He laughed.

“You know, on a serious note, I wouldn’t want to be with anyone else right now.” She said resting her head on his shoulder.

“Me either.” He sighed.

“Thanks for letting me stay.” She kissed his cheek.

“Scout was moaning about how she’d miss you too much so I figured it’d be a good idea to have you here.” He sipped his beer slowly.

“Oh just Scout?” She asked with a smirk. “Not you?”

“Nah. Much too manly for that.” He winked making her laugh.

Just as their friends’ faces started to appear on the screen of his laptop, the timer went off in the oven letting them know the pizza was done. Niall placed a quick kiss to the top of her head before getting up to sort out dinner.

“Fergalicious!” Jenna shouted from a small box. “I miss ya, babe.”

“Miss you too.” She smiled as she leaned closer to the screen.

“Where’s the missus?” Jenna asked with a large glass of wine in her hand.

“Sorting out dinner in the kitchen,” Georgina said.

“As a good house husband should,” Brittany said looking at Dave.

“I can make you a sausage roll,” Dave said shyly.

“Shouldn’t she be the one making your sausage roll?” Keith Miller said sending Niall into a fit of laughter in the kitchen. “Thanks for the support, Nialler.”

“Any time babes,” Niall called out. “Oh shit. That’s hot.”

“All in favor of sending all the boys to a house so us girls can take Niall’s place as our own during quarantine say aye.” Mags rattled off making the others laugh.

Brittany and Jenna said aye in absolute unison.

“You guys can just come here. There’s enough room.” Niall joked.

“That’s not what social distancing is, Horan,” Georgina said shaking her head.

“Georgina, The Baby misses us. Let him be right.” Mags teased.

“If we start this missing game, we’re gonna end up in tears. Miller, have ya sorted out a game yet?” Dave said with a sigh.

“Let me tell you a quick story first. It happened in our conference call today and it was bloody hilarious.” Keith said with a smile.

A very raunchy and inappropriate story about one of Keith and Jamie’s coworkers was told leaving cheeks sore from the amount of laughter that was shared. Georgina looked across the screen at her friends' smiling faces. There truly was nowhere else she’d rather be. The world around them might have looked a bit grim but as long as they had each other there would always be a light at the end of the tunnel.

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“Is this our closet? Or your closet?” Niall called out to Georgina from inside the closet in his bedroom.

She was curled up under the covers refusing to get up. It was one of the few days where she could sleep in. She should still be snoozing but her pup and boyfriend had other plans for her. They were due at Mags and Jamie’s in an hour. She wanted to stay home and rest but Niall wasn’t going to let that happen.

“You would have more space if I could do things my way but no. You’re the one who has a panic attack when I leave clothes on the floor.” She shot back pulling the comforter over her head. “Not my fault.”

“You could fold them up and put them on the chair. That’s why I got one.” He said making her chuckle.

“Yeah because folding my clothes while I strip for you is so sexy, Ni.”

Niall’s infectious laugh echoed inside the closet making her smile. Before she knew it, the body of an annoying Irishman was resting on top of her.

“Maybe that’s sexy to me.” He said making her skin grow warm.

“You’re a weird bird, Niall Horan.” She said. “But that’s why I love ya.”

“When did you bring all these clothes over here?” He asked surprised.

“Every time you leave, I bring a load over.” She said moving the blankets from her face. “Sometimes on long stretches, I bring more than one.”

“Maybe I should stay home more. I’m gonna have no room left.” He teased.

“You can use the guest room.” She said with a smirk.

Niall shook his head.

“What time are we leaving?” She asked through a yawn.

“Half hour, I reckon. You need to shower.” He said pecking her on the nose.

“I don’t have anything to wear.” She whined playfully.

“You almost have your entire fuckin’ closet here.” He said with a look of bewilderment. “Are ya kiddin’ me, Ferg?”

“Yeah so? I don’t know what I want to wear.” She sighed dramatically.

“Get in the shower. I’ll sort you out an outfit.”

Georgina shot him a dirty look. “Good one mate.”

“I don’t know if you know this Ferg but I’m a m--” He started to say.

“Massive twat? Yeah, I know that.” She teased.

Niall leaned down and bit her neck playfully. “Rule number one: Don’t be mean to your stylist.”

“You do two photo shoots and now you think know fashion.” She said dryly.

“Keep it up, babe. I’ll take all your clothes so you have to wear that weird green sweater Keith’s mom got you for your birthday.” He teased.

“You wouldn’t dare!” She said as her eyes lit up.

“Try me.” He smirked.

“Fuck.” She said looking up at him.

He looked at her worried. “What happened?”

“You are like obnoxiously good looking and I’m annoyed by it.” She said shyly. “I’m meant to be taking a shower and getting ready but I want you to do ungodly things to me.”

“Shit, for real?” He scanned her face quickly.

She nodded her head quickly. “We don’t have time though.”

Niall pressed his lips to her neck gently. “We can be late.”

“No we can’t. We were late last time.” She giggled as he peppered her neck with kisses.

“We’ll blame it on Scout.” He said in between kisses.

“Don’t let her hear you.” She said quietly hoping their fur child wasn’t nearby.

Like a bat out of hell, a very excited Labrador launched herself onto the bed. She quickly nuzzled her way between the pair of adults wanting all of their attention.

“See! I knew this would happen.” Georgina said as Scout started to lick Niall’s face.

“Scoutie GIrl, I would never blame anything on ya.” Niall said. “It was all Mom.”

“Oh fuck right off, Niall.” Georgina glared.

“Excuse me, no profanity in front of my child please.” He said playfully.

“Scout, bite him right in the face.” Georgina said.

“Unlike you, Georgina, Scout loves me.” He said sitting up to scratch Scout behind her ears. “Isn’t that right, girl?”

“Whatever.” Georgina said getting up. “I’m going to take a shower. You’re invited unless you’d rather make out with our dog.”

“Wet tits or this little angel?” Niall said cupping Scout’s face. “Hard decision.”

She rolled her eyes as she headed for the bathroom.

“Scout, I’m gonna have to kick you out for a bit. Mom needs help in the bath. You can come back in when she’s done.” Niall said hopping off the bed and sending Scout into the hall.

“Ferg, you better be naked when I get in there.” Niall said slipping off his shorts.

When he got in the bathroom, he found a topless woman waiting for him.

“You really had to explain to her what we were doing?” She teased. “You are such a fuckin’ weirdo.”

“You love me. Die mad about it.” He winked before slipping into the shower.

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“Girls, I have bad news.” Mags said killing the rest of her glass of wine.

“If it’s about you spilling salad dressing on that silk shirt, we already know. We saw the Insta Story.” Georgina said as brought two bottles of wine into the room. She pulled up a seat beside Brittany on the floor.

The Hen House were called to an emergency wine event at Jenna’s flat. She had suffered an atrocious day at work and needed some cheering up. There was no better way to make her feel better than spending the night with her girls drinking their favorite drink.

“It’s not. It’s about me and Jamie.” Mags said refilling her glass.

Jenna sighed from her spot on the couch. “You are not stealing my pity party to tell us you are having issues with your fella.”

“I’m not, Jens. I guess I just like need advice.” Mags said.

“Jamie would not survive without you. Whatever you did can be remedied.” Brittany said resting her head on Georgina’s shoulder.

“How did you know it was her and not him?” Georgina asked looking down at her.

“Jim Jam is a saint, that’s why.” Brittany laughed.

“I’m with Britt. Mags kinda runs the relationship so if there was an issue, it’s most likely something she did.” Jenna said sitting up.

“You lot are such bitches.” Mags mumbled into her wine glass.

“Are we lying Margaret?” Jenna asked looking over at her best friend.

“No, you’re not but still.” She blushed. “Can I tell you what happened?”

“Gallery floor is yours.” Jenna said as she grabbed a bottle for a refill.

“Jamie and I both have been super busy with work lately so we haven’t had much time together. Late nights at the office, early morning call times--”

“We aren’t going to hear a sex story are we?” Georgina cringed.

“Georgina!” Brittany giggled before looking at Maggie. “We’re not, are we?”

“No, it’s not a sex story because sex didn’t actually take place.” Mags huffed.

“Why? What happened?” Jenna asked. “You two shag like rabbits usually.”

“God, they do. Don’t they?” Brittany said with a shake of her head.

“I thought I had the gallery floor.” Mags said looking at her friends.

“Sorry, continue.” Jenna said.

“So anyways, we’ve been busy and our sex life has been completely non-existent.“ Mags explained.

Georgina opened her mouth but the eldest member of their crew shot her a warning look. She threw a hand up in defense, allowing the story to continue.

“Last week, Jamie texted me and said he was getting off earlier than usual and that we should have date night. Honestly, I was knackered and just wanted to drink wine and go to bed when I got home. I told him. He suggested we take a bath together -- nothing too fancy.”

“A little hand action in the tub.” Britt said wiggling her eyebrows suggestively. “Nice.”

“It would have been.” Mags said as her cheeks grew warm. “If I hadn’t fallen asleep.”

“You fell asleep in the tub?!” Jenna squealed as her eyes grew big.

Mags nodded embarrassed, “He came home and found me asleep in the tub.”

“At least he didn’t fall asleep while he was inside of ya like David.” Georgina said bringing her wine glass to her lips.

Brittany nudged her. “Excuse me, I told you that in confidence.”

“Oh that’s public knowledge, babe. David told us at Niall’s.” Mags laughed. “I know more about your sex life than I really think I should.”

“He’s a bloody idiot sometimes.” Brittany sighed.

“You went to the toilets and missed out on a story about what makes Keith Miller’s toes curl.” Georgina said. “That’s one game night I wish I wasn’t at.”

“Keith’s roommate’s story was way worse.” Jenna cringed.

“We really talk about each other shagging more than we should.” Mags said.

“It’s a healthy amount.” Jenna said tilting her head. “Actually maybe not.”

“So anyways, Mags, what advice do you need?” Brittany asked ignoring the heat starting to cover her face. She needed the subject to change.

“Do you think I should try to reschedule bath time? I’m worried I might fall asleep again.” She said shyly. “We still haven’t had sex.”

“Everyone loves a cuddle in the bath.” Georgina said. “I vote yes.”

“Forget about hand stuff in the bath. You two need to shag. Put on some lingerie and just be waiting for him when he gets home.” Jenna said.

“Yeah, do that. He’d definitely jump your bones.” Brittany said.

“Then instead of the tub putting one of ya to sleep, you would.” Jenna said with a wink. “If ya know what I mean.”

“You’re a twat, Jenna Stark.” Mags said sending the others into a fit of laughter.

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The hen house watching the met gala in costume is all I can imagine. Wine and judgement and “Niall should get his nips put. If harry can do, so can he”

They had been raving about it for weeks. A countdown was set, food was to be catered, wine was to be consumed and the best dressed woman received a pretty swanky prize – a massage at this new spa in Malibu on top of brunch selection privileges for an entire month. When it came to fashion, The Hen House did not mess around.

This year was different than most years. This year, one of Niall’s mates was hosting the Met Gala and they really couldn’t believe it. Jenna was over the moon that Harry was co-chair. She would not shut up about it. The rest of the girls let her have her moment because it wasn’t every day someone that they sorta knew hosted such a big event.

When the big day arrived, the group of women flocked to Jenna’s flat ready to indulge in good food and (hopefully) even better fashion. They tried their best to fit this years theme.

Brittany wore a full faux fur ensemble as if she was Méret Oppenheim’s Object. Maggie wore a skin tight lilac dress with a bedazzled indigo-colored cape. Jenna had on a pantsuit that was completely covered in sequins that were shaped like Conversation Hearts. Georgina hand sewed an ungodly amount of flowers onto a dress she bought at Target. She didn’t think she was going to win but she had fun making it.

“Let’s get this show on the road.” Jenna said as she turned the volume on the TV. “I need to see what Harry Styles is wearing.”

“I’m only here for the wine,” Brittany mumbled into her half full glass.

“Which is why you didn’t even try with your outfit.” Mags teased.

“Maybe this is camp to me.” Brittany replied shooting her a dirty look.

“I think she looks nice.” Georgina said plopping down beside her best friend.

“How are we gonna decide who wins?” Jenna asked looking between the group of women. “I think we all look pretty camp.”

“Send a pic to Ni and see what he thinks.” Brittany suggested.

“I mean he is a model so he should know.” Georgina said making the others laugh.

“Was he being serious about going to this?” Jenna asked settling into her glass of win.

“It’s insanely expensive and you have to be approved so I don’t know.” Mags said.

“What do you think he’d wear?” Brittany asked. “I don’t picture him following the theme.”

“Some sort of velvet suit with some weird kinda pattern.” Georgina rattled off. Her and Niall had had this exact conversation the night before when she was making her dress.

“He’s not super flamboyant so I could see it.” Mags nodded.

“I could see him having something with a cheeky little message on it. You know what I mean?” Jenna said with a smirk. “Shit-talker Nialler.”

“I actually think a lot of people would give him shit.” Brittany said.

“That’s what’s frustrating about the themes. If you follow them, you end up on Fashion Police which is bloody bull shit.” Mags said sounding annoyed.

“Not only that but fans and the media haven’t really labeled him as the fashion guy so if he were to show up in something campy they’d shit on it.” Jenna said.

“They shit on everything he does.” Georgina said. “Niall’s learnin’ to not give a fuck. This would just be another thing to add to the list.”

Before the group to dive into the struggles of their famous friend’s life, the commercial break ended.

“Oh shit! It’s starting!” Jenna squealed as the red carpet entrances began.

Georgina sipped on her wine as she watched her friends gossip about the outfit choices of A-list celebrities.

“Billy Porter killed it. I’m done. I don’t need to watch any more.” Mags said throwing her hand in the air. “That entrance, are you fuckin’ kidding me?”

“Just wait for Harry.” Jenna said with a smile on her face.

The next few moments were filled with idle chatter as they waited for one particular boy from Chesire to make his big debut. As soon as he came onto the screen, Jenna nearly fainted. Mags started rambling on about how revolutionary Harry’s outfit choice was while Brittany and Georgina sat back and listened. They weren’t too fond of his choice but they also weren’t as into fashion as the other two members of their group were.

“You know, Niall should get his nips out more.” Mags smirked. “I mean if Harry can do it, so can our Baby.”

“He’d fuckin’ kill us all with that chest hair.” Georgina mumbled.

All three heads turned towards her as an embarrassed heat rushed to her cheeks. She meant to keep that comment to herself.

“What?” Georgina said shyly. “You were all thinking it. I’m just sayin’ it.”

“I knew you were a chest hair type of girl.” Jenna smirked.

“Not really, only his.” Georgina admitted. “I think I’ve drank too much.”

“Kid does has a great rug on him.” Brittany said with a nod.

“Ferg, you ever get the chance to pull on it, let me know how it is.” Jenna teased. “I’m not a big chest hair gal but his is quite nice. Real manly.”

“If you ask him, I’m sure he’d let you.” Georgina winked.

“We should have made the boys join us.” Brittany said with a smile. “David would shit himself. He hates dressing up for stuff like this.”

“Jamie would win. Hands down.” Georgina said.

“And he wouldn’t even need my help.” Mags giggled.

“Girls! I just realized something. We can’t send our pics to Ni. He’d pick Ferg immediately.” Jenna said as her face lit up.

“I think he’d be fair.” Brittany said looking confused.

“Nah, he’d get one look at her tits and he’d be done.” Jenna giggled.

“The girls are looking quite nice today, Georgina.” Mags said raising her glass.

“Thanks. New bra.” Georgina grinned.

“And she’s got plants all over her. Unfair advantage.” Jenna pointed out.

“If she could find a way to pour pints out of her finger tips and broadcast golf scores, she’d be Niall Horan’s ultimate wet dream.” Mags said with a smirk.

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The Extra Bits: Instagram Edition - Birthday Shoutouts

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Spurs are 8 points ahead of Chelsea in the premier league table. I can imagine fergie being in her element with this. Things might be a might rubbish for her but at least her team are doing fab lol 😂

“Georgina is about five minutes out,” Britt called from behind the pitcher of sangria Jenna had just finished making.

It was game night at Niall’s and the whole gang had shown up. Tonight’s activities included a Scene It tournament. Harry Potter, Friends, Music, you name it, Niall bought it. They hadn’t had a game night in quite some time so he made sure to go all out for its resurrection.

“Alright, attention,” David said from the living room. “No one is to mention the fact that Spurs are currently ahead of Chelsea. Ferg already has a big enough head. We don’t need her bragging about it.”

“Let the girl have some fun,” Mags said curling up on the couch. “It’s just football.”

“You watch your mouth, Margaret,” Jamie said scooting up next to her.

“Just football,” Keith rolled his eyes.

“The Hen House might need to have their own game night,” David said stretching out on the floor.

“Then we can talk shit about you lads all we want,” Brittany mumbled sitting down beside him.

“Just because Spurs are ahead of ya doesn’t mean you get to be twats towards her,” Jenna said. “She lets you lot gloat all you want.”

It wasn’t long before there was a knock at the door.

“Davey, can you get the game set up?” Niall asked throwing him the remote.

“Ay, ay captain.” David nodded as he stood up.

Niall quickly made his way toward the door. A tired version of his girlfriend was standing with a bottle of Jack Daniels and a box of fresh donuts.

“Hey babe,” Niall said quickly stealing a kiss.

Georgina sighed, “Niall Horan, I need a nap.”

“Sangria is already made and your chair is free.” He smiled grabbing the box of donuts from her hands.

“Fuck, I love you.” She said letting out a tired laugh. “Sorry, I’m late.”

“We were just getting set up. Boys versus girls tonight.”

“They didn’t want us to win again?” She smirked.

Niall laughed, “They still think we are cheaters.”

“Fucking wankers.” She mumbled. “Where’s my baby?”

“Sleeping next to Uncle Keith,” Niall said as they made their way toward the living room.

“How dare she,” Georgina said as she found Scout snoring on the couch.

“I tried to tell her you’d be mad.” Keith smiled. “Sorry babes.”

“Whatever Miller.” Georgina shook her head. “Where am I sitting?”

“Your throne, milady.” Brittany pointed towards the chair Georgina always ended up passing out in.

Georgina laughed before making her rounds. Hugs and kisses were shared before she curled up in her favorite spot. Niall returned to a massive glass of sangria for her.

“Why don’t we get that kinda service, Horan?” Keith asked as Niall sat down in front of Georgina’s chair.

“He knows who his superiors are,” Mags said with a wink.

“Happy Fergie, happy life,” Brittany said smugly.

“Because he knows if he pampers her, she’s not gonna talk shit,” Jamie said with a laugh.

“He’s being a good host.” Georgina smiled. “Let’s get the game going.”

David pressed play as the DVD started into the game’s intro. Idle chatter filled the room as the gang’s rules were being reiterated amongst the group.

Halfway through the first game, the girls were losing terribly. Thinking on her feet, Jenna had an idea. She quickly sent a text over to her girls. Phones were usually banned after a very serious cheating offense in a serious game of Trivial Pursuit. Game Night was canceled for a few months because of it. This message wasn’t anything like that though. Jenna told the girls she was going to ensure they won this round of the tournament.

Confused, Georgina looked over at Jenna. The youngest member of her girl squad took a sip of her drink before sending a wink in Georgina’s direction. 

“Georgina, how do you feel that Spurs are ahead of Chelsea?” Jenna asked with a smug look on her face.

“Jenna!” All four men spoke in unison.

“For fuck’s sake. You had one job.” David grumbled.

“Why do you do these things?” Keith asked looking at her confused.

“Fucking had to ruin the night,” Jamie mumbled.

“Oi, what the fuck is your problem?” Mags asked glaring at the boys.

“Just acting like a bunch of cunts because their boys don’t know how to play a proper game of football,” Georgina smirked.

“Here we go,” David mumbled. Brittany nudged him to knock it off.

“Just because you’re ahead of us in the table –” Keith started to stay.

“We’ve won more games, scored more goals, and haven’t had to change our gaffer in about four years.” Georgina rattled off.

A large smile formed on Niall Horan’s face. Even though they supported different clubs, he loved hearing Georgina get riled up about football.

“Yeah, yeah rub it in,” David mumbled. “Let’s get back to the game.”

“So you can lose like Chelsea will in the EFL semi-final?” Fergie teased making Brittany and Jenna laugh.

“Season’s not over yet, Ferg,” Jamie said. “Still a way to go.”

“But if it were, you’d be a loser.” She said with a smile.

That set the group of men off. Heated rants erupted throughout the room. The game was lost. Jenna was pretty pleased with herself. An argument began between Mags and the boys. In the midst of the heated battle taken place, Niall tapped Georgina on the leg. She leaned down toward him confused as to why he hadn’t joined in to help his boys out.

“You’re staying the night,” Niall whispered in her ear.

“Why?” She asked confused.

“I need to fuck you.” He admitted bluntly.

Georgina could feel the heat rush to her cheeks. “What?”

“You know how you like when I work in the garden – gets ya all hot and bothered?” Niall said in a low tone.

Georgina nodded.

“You talkin’ football does it for me.” He admitted. “So you’re staying.”

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