Niall pressed me against the wall and kissed me, his fingertips digging into my hips. I pulled away when I was completely out of breath and pushed him back by his shoulders.
“Niall.”
“Hm?”
“They’re not really-they aren’t self harm scars.”
“What?”
“They were…I slipped in the bathroom while I was shaving and accidentally cut myself. Nothing serious.”
He stared at me, taking a step back.
“f**k you! I-fuck.”
“Why are you even overreacting?” I asked and he ran a hand through his hair.
“You f*****g scared me!”
“It’s cute when you get really mad and your face turns so red that I can see the vein in your temple. It’s rare.”
“No! Don’t do this.”
“Do what?”
“Trying to get your way by calling me cute and stuff.”
“I don’t get why you’re so mad about this Niall! I mean, you cut yourself a
