Paper Houses **N.H**

Chapter 25

Evelyn's POV-

The next morning, I was woken up by the sound of someone busting into my room. When I looked up, I saw Bethany running in, but almost instantly freezing in her tracks. Her eyes flicked beside me, making my attention also avert to side of my bed that was against my wall. Niall was sitting up, also caught off guard.

Bethany's eyes shot back to me, glancing down. Quickly, I grabbed my sheets, pulling it over my bare chest.

"Bethany, go out!" I demanded.

"What the fuck, Dad said you couldn't have him over!" she cried.

"Beth, go!" I repeated.

Rolling her eyes she left the room without closing the door behind her. In a panic, I jumped out of bed and tried to pull my clothes on as fast as I possibly could as I heard her yelling for my dad.

"You have to go" I said quickly to Niall.

Sighing, he rolled out of the bed and pulled on his pants. "I'm not going to let you face your dad by yourself"

"You don't deserve to be thrown in the middle"

"Well it was my fault, so I should take any blame thrown at you" scratching his head, he reached down and tossed me my shirt.

Hastily, I threw it on over my head, just as I heard my dad yelling my name from down the stairs.

"We're dead" I groaned, walking towards the door.

"If we die, we die together" he hummed, following me out of the room.

I don't know why he didn't go ahead and put on his shirt. It only made it look worse, just confirming that we had in fact finally reached that part in our relationship where we had done it. As we got to the top of the stairs, I could see my dad standing at the bottom, his arms cross and an sinister expression on his face.

"Get your asses down here right now" he demanded.

Sulking, I walked down, but behind me, Niall was standing tall in confidence. He said he had a way with parents, but he didn't know my dad. Like my dad didn't get upset often, but when he did, you better pray your life would be spared.

His eyes switched to Niall, not looking happy at his demeanor. I don't know if it came across disrespectful, but my dad was definitely big on respect.

"You two, sit down" he pointed at the bottom step.

I started to sink down obediently, but Niall took my arm and pulled me right back up, refusing to do what my dad had instructed.

Bad move, Niall.

"Sir, can I ask what the problem is?" my boyfriend crossed his arms.

"I directly told Evelyn that she was no longer able to see you at this house. You kids can do whatever you want, but not under my roof."

"What is it that you think we did?" he challenged.

"I already knew you were going to do this to me" he growled. "I know what happened last night, I have ears"

My heart skipped a beat. He could hear us? That's not awkward at all...

My adrenaline was pumping inside my veins, not knowing what to say, but thankfully I had my man there to say everything for me.

"OK, and?" he raised an eyebrow. "Mr. Anderson, with all due respect, your daughter is 21 and can do whatever the fuck she wants to"

"Don't you dare speak to me like that" my dad warned.