Okay, so three week without being able to write and I pump out three things in one day and they're all Niff (:
Disclaimer: I don't own the right to Niff or "All About You" by McFly
All About You
"Thank you Miss Evans," I said to our history teacher, the one we sang "Uptown Girl" to, as I left her classroom.
"I should have this graded by tomorrow," She called, referring to my test on the Spanish War that she let me take early because I was leaving for Christmas break early.
I readjusted my bag as I made my way back to my dorm where I would drop off my bag and collect Jeff for dinner.
It took me about ten minutes to walk across the campus and up to our dorm. I had put my hand on the knob when I heard Jeff inside strumming on his guitar. I grinned and opened the door.
I tossed my bag onto my bed and started at my tie when Jeff changed the chords to a song he sang often. A song he sang to me.
My grin stretched as I pulled off the tie and turned to face him.
"It's all about you, it's all about you baby," He sang.
I walked over and leaned against his desk as he finished the chorus and started the first verse. "Yesterday you asked me something I though you knew,
so I told you with a smile, 'it's all about you.'"
He smiled up at me from the desk chair.
"Then you whispered in my ear and you told me too,
Say 'If you make my life worthwhile, it's all about you'.
And I would answer all your wishes, if you asked me to.
But if you deny me one of your kisses, don't know what I'd do.
So hold me close and say three words, like you used to do.
Dancing on the kitchen tiles, it's all about you.
Yeah..."
He eased into the little guitar solo and then sang again.
And I would answer all your wishes, if you asked me to.
But if you deny me one of your kisses, don't know what I'd do.
So hold me close and say three words, like you used to do.
Dancing on the kitchen tiles,
Yes you make my life worthwhile,
So I told you with a smile...
It's all about you."
He finished the song, singing the line "It's all about you, it's all about you baby" a couple times and strumming the last few chords.
Jeff placed his guitar on his bed and I sat down on his lap, straddling him. Jeff placed his hands on my hips and I placed a kiss on his neck. I spread my hands out on his chest and kissed his lips, deeply, passionately.
"Nick," He gasped as I moved my lips to his neck again. "What about dinner?"
"I not hungry anymore," I said breathlessly against his soft skin. "Not for food anyway." I flicked my tongue out, dragging it against his neck, creating a moan that I felt against my lips. I bit him lightly and then started to suck gently.
Jeff grabbed fistfuls of my shirt, wrinkling it. "Me either," He breathed.
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