I woke up and the bed felt weirdly empty. It was then I looked over and seen Niall wasn't in bed. It was still dark outside so he couldn't have gone far.

I waited a few minutes to see if he would return because maybe he was in the bathroom or something but as the minutes ticked by and he didn't appear, I was beginning to get worried because where would he be at four o'clock in the morning.

I left the room and checked the bathroom but it was empty so I went downstairs and I found him sitting at the island in the kitchen. His back was to me though. "Niall." I softly said, making him jump. He turned around and even in the dim light I could see his tear stained face. I sighed and took a seat next to him while he quickly turned around.

"Niall, what's wrong?" I asked him, placing my hand on his. He flinched and pulled it away and kept the eye contact to a minimal.

"Nothing." He muttered. "Just couldn't sleep so I came down here for a drink." He said, pushing the mug around on the table.

"You sure?" I asked him, to which he merely nodded.

"Jenny, I think we should end this." Niall stated after a few silent minutes.

"End what?" I asked him.

"This contract." He firmly said.

"We can't I'm in for the year." I reminded him.

"I have money, and when you have money you can make anything go away." He said, staring straight at the wall.

"But we can't.."

"Why not?" He asked, looking at me.

"I need the money." I sighed.

"You can find another job." He replied.

"Not for this kind of money."

"Jenny, we are both gonna end up getting hurt and I don't want that to happen." He said.

"How are we gonna end up getting hurt?" I asked him.

"We will end up falling for each other and it will ony end in tears and god knows what else."

"How?" I asked.

"Because we will never actually be able to date each other, you could never date me in real life, why do you think I had to buy my fucking girlfriend? It's impossible for me to fucking have one." He said, rasing his voice.

"It's not impossible."

"It is, you know what it's like, camera's constantly on us, constant rumours, constant judging, it always ruins a fucking relationship and we won't see each other often because I'll be on tour and long term relationships don't work." He said.

"If you love someone you can make it work." I stated.

"But we don't love each other, we don't even like each other." He sighed.

"No, I like you." I calmly said.

"That is exactly why we have to end this and we have to end it now." He said. "You can't love a man like me." He softly said.

"Why not?" I questioned.

"I'm not an easy man to love, just take my word for it. I'm complicated and hard to date, you don't wanna do it." He said, wiping under his eyes.

"Maybe I want to."

"I don't want to date you." He said, making my heart break. I don't even know why because I don't even like him that much, do I? I looked over at him and he was biting his bottom lip, I was biting mine too, trying to stop myself from crying. "I told you I'd hurt you, this is why we need to end it here." He said.

"Niall, I can't, I need this job, I can't go home to my mom yet, I need this to get to college and have a future." I said, a tear falling down my cheek. He quickly turned away and broke the eye contact.

"No, we can't. We can't do this any longer. We need to end it here before someone has their heart broken." He clarified. Why did he say someone? It's obviously out of either of us, me that's gonna get her heart broken. He's fine seeing as he feels nothing towards me.

"Niall, you only introduced me as your girlfriend the other day, we can;'t break up already." I pointed out.

"We don't have to say we broke up, we can say you're off to college."

"Niall, please don't do this, I need this job more than anything." I said as he stood up, rubbing his hand over his face. He just shook his head. "Please." I begged him.

"Just shut up and let me think okay." He yelled at me, making me jump.

"Niall, please don't do this." I said and I was actually crying right now.

"I'm phoning Michael." He declared, picking up his phone.

"Niall it's four in the morning, you can't" I said, but he had his phone up against his ear already. He then pressed speaker, probably so I could hear too.

"Niall, why the fuck are you ringing me now?" Michael said.

"I swear to god, that's it, I can't take anymore of Jenny, I am done with her and her shit." He said, making me cry harder.

"That's not my problem." Michael replied.

"Either you end this contract now or I end it for you." Niall snapped.

"There is no way I am ended it and if you do anything to end it, I will do something about it." Michael responded.

"Michael she's fucking falling for me and I don't want to date her in real life." Niall said.

"Good, I hope you fall for her too." Michael said.

"No, I fucking won't, I need her out of my life now, I hate her." He spat.

"Nope, and there is nothing you can do about it either so go to fucking back to sleep and leave me alone." He said.

"Michael." Niall warned.

"By the way, keep up the good work over the past few days in Ireland, you're doing good."

"No, this is fucking shit, she likes me now you know and I don't like her and I'll only end up breaking her heart and I don't want to break her heart."Niall explained.

"If she could hear you right now I bet her heart would already be broken with the things you're saying about her." Michael said and suddenly Niall's facial expressions dropped and he ran his hand through his hair, looking over at me, but I hid my face in my hands.

"Michael I can't do it any longer." Niall whispered. "One of us is gonna get hurt." He said.

"You know if you actually let yourself be nice to her I bet you would fall for her too." Michael said, making my heart race. What was he gonna say?

"That's the thing, I don't wanna fall for her." He quietly replied.

"Maybe you should let yourself to see what happens." Michael said. "You could really like her Niall, then this relationship wouldn't be fake and you wouldn't have to pretend anymore."

"I don't want to pretend anymore, I just want this to be over." Niall said.

"It's half four in the morning, I am going back to sleep, you will do nothing to sabotage this relationship, you hear me? Now be nice to her and go back to sleep." Michael said.

"I don't want this relationship, I don't want her." He uttered.

"Too bad." Michael said and hung up. Niall threw his phone at the wall in a fit of rage then cursed when he seen he had cracked the screen. I looked up to see him pacing the floor. I decided I wo0uld go back to sleep, whether he was or not. I got up and left the room without uttering another word to him. What would you say to him if you were in my shoes?

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Niall didn't come back into bed all night. I was on my own. I felt lonely and isolated, I just wanted him near me for some strange reason.

At nine in the morning the room door opened and Niall appeared, grabbing a t-shirt and pulling it on. "I wanna hit you so hard but I also wanna kiss you so bad, why do you do this to me?" He asked me.

I was kinda shocked. I just gave him a weird look. "I just hope the urge to kiss me is a little more." I said and he chuckled slightly. He shut the door behind him and came over and sat on the bed next to me.

"Maybe it is." He chuckled, looking down at his hands.

Niall's POV

I felt so awkward. I was speaking the truth. I did wanna hit her, but I wanted to kiss her more.

I probably shouldn't kiss her. I don't wanna fall for her any more. I can't like her. I don't wanna break her heart and I know if I start to have feelings for her I will hurt her. I don't wanna do that.

But I wanna kiss her.

And I know she wants to kiss me.

I looked up at her from my hands in which I had been staring at. She was looking at me but quickly looked away when I did. She sat up in the bed and twiddled her fingers. I tilted her chin with my index finger to look at me. I pulled the duvets down and shuffled closer to her. She moved to sit on her knees but I pulled her onto my lap.

"C-can I kiss you?" I asked her.

"Better than you hitting me." She shrugged. "But don't kiss me unless you mean it." She said, twiddling with the hem of my t-shirt.

"Well, maybe I do mean it this time." I whispered to her and her face lit up and even though she wasn't looking a me, I could still see it.

She is only the third person I have properly kissed and that's what scares me. I know if I keep kissing her I will fall for her and there is no doubt about it. I know I will.

It's inevitable.

I softly pressed my fingertips on her cheek making her body shivered in response. I like the effect I have on her. I cupped her cheek in my hand and slowly pressed my lips on hers, as though I was savouring the moment.

I felt fireworks going off inside of me. Her lips felt so nice and warm and welcoming against mine. I wanted her touch on mine, but as though she heard my thoughts her arms were around my neck, playing with the hair on the nape of my neck, while mine moved around her waist.

She opened her mouth just enough to let me slip my tongue in. I was in ecstasy. I love feeling her mouth on mine. She let out a soft moan as I sucked her bottom lip and it sent tingles down my spine.

I was enjoying the kiss when she unexpectedly moved on my lap and she unintentionally rubbed herself against my penis in just the right way making me moan into her mouth, then my breath hitched and I gasped when I realised I was beginning to harden.

I made it out to her as though I have slept with hundreds of people when in reality, I have actually slept with three. Three people, pathetic, I know. They were all one night stands and meant nothing. I wish I had of at least had one that meant something, maybe then we wouldn't be in this awkward situation right now.

You would think Niall Horan has slept with more people but no, that's the Gods honest truth but I'm too embarrassed to actually tell people because it's pathetic.

I am a man that hasn't had much action so any friction down there is gonna fuel the fire which shouldn't be lighting at all. And to add fuel to the fire. I was just in my boxers, so it's not as though I can hide this, can I?

I pulled back from the kiss and I knew I had a frightened look on my face because this is not something us men can control and this is quite embarrassing for me. "Niall are you okay? You look really pale." Jenny said. I knew all the colour had drained from my face. At least she hadn't noticed but it didn't stop my heart from racing.

I pushed her off my lap and just ran out of the room and into the bathroom before she could notice anything. By the time I had gotten to the bathroom there was a very noticeable tent in my boxers. I groaned and leaned on my elbows on the sink trying to think of anything disgusting just to will it to go down but nothing was working.

It was then the bathroom door opened and Jenny peeped her head in. I quickly turned around. Had I not locked the door? I was sure I had. "Niall are you okay?" She asked me.

"Yes, I am now get the fuck out." I yelled at her. I was bright red in the face, with embarrassment and anger at the same time. She nodded and left, leaving me to dwell in my own self pity.

Jenny's POV

I don't understand why he left so abruptly. We were kissing fine one minute then the next it looked as though he had just seen a ghost and I thought he had ran off to be sick but when I opened the bathroom door he wasn't being sick anyways, he was just leaning against the sink.

This boy is confusing.

Ten minutes later he reappeared and he looked as though nothing had happened at all. He grabbed a pair of sweatpants and pulled them up his legs then he flopped back on the bed, letting out a long sigh. "What was wrong with you?" I asked him and he looked over to me a slight blush creeping up his cheeks.

"Nothing." He mumbled.

"Niall, I will tackle you to the ground and tickle you until you tell me." I warned him and his eyes widened.

"I um.." He hesitated, looking at me and then to the ground as he sat up.

"Spit it out." I said and poked his chest. "You alright?"

"Um when you were kissing me," He said, awkwardly scratching the back of his head. "You moved around on my lap and rubbed against my-" He coughed instead of actually saying the word, while my eyes widened because I think I now know where this is going.. "my um penis and it um felt good I guess and it gave me a problem if you know what I mean."

"I um, wow, sorry." I said, blushing a shade darker than Niall was. This was awkward. I just made a man hard what the hell, I never done that before."Is that what you were doing in the um bathroom, getting rid of it?" I asked him.

"Yeah." He said, blushing again, fidgeting slightly on the bed. I was amazed I had actually done that to him like wow. "Sorry." He mumbled. "Not really something we can control."

"I know, I know, how about we forget about this mess and pretend it never happened?" I asked him. I felt kinda bad because of how embarrassed he actually was so I decided to try make him feel a little bit better.

"Really? Can we?" He asked, his face lighting up.

"Yes." I replied with a smile. It made me feel a little exhilarated knowing I actually done that to him. "When are we going again?" I asked him.

"Tomorrow morning." He replied.

"That went quick, where are we going now?" I asked.

"Back to London for an interview for a magazine, a photoshoot for the magazine then we are playing a gig in London too and then we are actually coming back to Ireland to play a few gigs." He smiled, looking proud.

"Bet you're excited to play in Ireland?" I smiled.

"More than I can even put into words."

"That's so cute." I said.

"That was a good kiss though." He said after a few minutes.

"It was." I agreed.

"So maybe I should do what Michael said." He uttered after a few minutes

"Whats that?" I questioned.

"Maybe I should let myself fall for you." He smiled back, biting his lip making my heart skip a beat.

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