You Stole My Heart

Talk Dirty To Me

Madyson's POV

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"Babe it's okay." Niall rubbed my back. Out of all the time I have known him. I have seen him cry, angry, careless, loving, dorky, clumsy, everything. I just have never seen him so upset.

"I don't want to get up. Can we reschedule? I just want to stay in bed with you. I don't even want to try again." I cried into his chest. "I know. I don't want to go but this is important." "It will always happen next year." I whined "But it's a new year. Meaning new love." I pressed my brows together by mistake glancing at him. "New love?"

"Not like that. I mean a new year to love each other. 2014 is a big year. We are getting married and might have a child. We might even expand your career." "I don't want too. I want to stay here and sulk." "I know. But it's only until 1 then we can leave." I let out a long helpless breath. "Okay. But I am not dressing up more than jeans and a shirt." "No one else is. Its okay."

I tugged on his shirt. The fabric was soft and thick. It didn't do his body justice. I couldn't help but lean into his strong body. I moved my finger in a circle along his chest. "I am going to get dressed." I sighed getting up. I stared at the closet.I grabbed a shirt yanking it off the hanger causing it to pop and jerk off the rall.

"Fuck." I muttered I picked it up hanging it back up. The shirt was tight but not too tight. I hand room to breath and be comfortable. I pulled my pajamas off and slipped on the shirt. It was white with pink lace. It was pretty but not going to far. I walked out of the closet and looked though the dresser for clean jeans.

"I like this new look babe. Pantless is my favorite besides shirtless or naked." Niall came around slapping my butt. "Hey!" I yelped "Hey don't put it out if you don't want me to try it." He wiggled his eyebrows.

I rolled my eyes as a smile traversed my face. "Your very beautiful love." Niall smiled "Thanks babe. Your very handsome." I picked up a pair of black jeans. Turning towards him. "Oh stop." He covered his face smiling.

"Your a dork." I laughed He shrugged peeling off his shirt. I couldn't help but to stare at his body. It flexed as he moved. "Are you watching?" He laughed "No!" I turned feeling the heat creep against my face. Shit. "It's okay love. Don't be embarrassed. I watch you." Niall smiled pulling his chin into his chest.

"Don't do that it's creepy!" I laughed I threw my pajama shirt at him. "YEAH!!!! KEEP IT COMING!!!" He spun my shirt in the air. My laughter busted though my lips. "Your a idiot." "Yeah but I am your idiot." He smiled "My special little idiot. I am your idiot." I walked towards him wrapping my arms around his wasit.

"We both are idiots. Idiotic love story." I smiled I stood on my toes and moved my arms to his neck. "I love when you do that love." His forehead rested against mine. His hands placed on my hips. "You know what I would love to do?" He asked "No." I stared into his eyes. His hot breath spread across my yearning lips.

"This." He pulled my hips into his. Our lips molded together. Our movements rolled against each other perfectly. His lips pressed firmly but gently against mine. His bottom lip inched in between mine. I let go but his lips burned every problem I was having in seconds. Doubts, regrets, emotions, heartbreak. Nothing mattered us.

His tongue pressed against my lips. He begged for my permission. I parted my lips. That's when he lost it. I was against the closet door. His body was pressed against mine. I have never had a kiss so powerful. My body was numb waiting his pleasure to continue.

I never believed my name was special or beautiful until it fell into my mouth as he shuttered it. The taste as unexplainable. Just one useless word had so much effect on me. He kissed the corners of my lips. My fingers hand though his tuffed hair. So natural. So perfect.