Breaking Free ? TFC 2.0 ? l.t. au

Chapter Ten

Perrie told us to meet up in the balcony after we freshened up. It took me about 10 minutes to fix myself. I wore a navy blue tank top and shorts with a pair of my black chucks. I put my hair down and walked up to the balcony on the 3rd floor.

Right now, only Niall's here. Even the balcony is larger than our entire house; our old one. But the beauty about it is the view. I walk up to the railing and stand beside Niall whos admiring the view. Tomorrow evening we're heading back to London unless there's a snow storm signal which is very likely at this time of year.

The view is breath-taking. The whole city is beginning to light up in a soft orange color. You can see the whole of Los Angeles up here. We didnt say anything but just admired the view.

"This is beautiful." Niall finally says. I can't say anything, so I just nod.

He turns around to look at me. "why did you guys go back so early?" He asks. I look at him to find him smirking at me.

"You're curiosity can kill you. Watch out." I change the subject and act all innocently. I hoist myself up and leaned back against the pillar. What a behavior I showed him. I haven't done anything like that since I was 17.

"This thing says otherwise." Niall surprisingly says and pokes the spot behind my ear.

Oh shit.

I shove him off, making him burst into laughter. I roll my eyes and drape my hair over it. Nice work, Tomlinson. Note the sarcasm.

I heard feet scuffling down the hall to see Niall going away and Louis coming into view. "You alright?" He asks, standing behind me.

"Yeah, you're an idiot." I say coldly.

"Oooh someone got feisty. What's going on?" He asks, tugging on my arm. I glare at him and smack him on the head.

"Whoah! Hey! Hey! What's wrong?!" He asks, holding my hands firmly. I pull them away with too much force, I nearly fell off the balcony.

I push my hair away and show him the bruise on my neck. His pained look disappeared and was replaced with an amused grin.

"Wow, I did well." He says. I narrow my eyes at him and shake my head.

"Yeah, way to mark your territory, Tomlinson." I say.

"Whoa, in my defense you liked it. You kept calling my name over and over." He says with hand gestures to prove his point.

"Not everyone needs to know our business" I tell him. Well I expected something to bruise on my neck but nothing like this!

"Well that's not what you thought when you grabbed my dick!"

My eyes widen at him. Oh seriously, I can strangle him. He shouldn't have brought that up, what in the world came over me when I did that anyway? I need to make up my mind; strangle him or strangle me first?

Well if he's playing confident, then a little play along wont harm anyone right? And I know exactly how to play it.

I took a step to him and flipped my hair over my shoulder, making sure every part of my shoulder and my chest are hair-free. I took another step, making sure I move as gracefully as 16 year old Meg would, aha sure. Now I'm standing right infront of him with his eyes bulging out of their sockets. But that's not the only one bulging. I look down and a smirk played on my lips. Three boners in one day, I'm getting good.

My right hand trail over the stick up. His face turns pale and I can hear him whimper. Even through his jeans he's stone hard. His eyes close and a shameless moan escape his lips as my fingers work their magic.