Last First Kiss (A Niall Horan Fanfiction)

Chapter 3

*March*

When Niall and I walked through the door on Friday, we went straight for the kitchen. Of course, Niall grabbed a beer from the fride, and I grabbed a Pepsi.

"Niall, cut down on the alchohol!" I reminded him. He rolled his eyes and took a gulp from the bottle.

"Niall? Do you think we could possibly go to the hotel for a few hours, since it's Friday?" I asked. I had been thinking the past few days.

I knew Niall was twenty, and I was fourteen, but I wanted to try and have sex. Most people would think I was strange, but me and Niall are in love, no matter what anyone tells us.

Niall shrugged, so we hopped in the car, and headed over to his hotel. When we were in the elevator, I was going to ask him. "N-Niall?"

He turned to me. "Yes, baby?" he replied.

"When we g-get to the hotel room, I want to talk to you about something." I looked at my feet, and waited for his reply.

"Sure, whatever you want you can have." He kissed my hair and hugged me from behind.

"Remember that you said that."

"What?"

"Never mind."

We walked out of the elevator and down to the hotel room holding hands. When we walked in, Louis and Harry were sitting on the couch, kissing?

"Lou?!"

They both looked at us and blushed. "A-are you guys," I started. Harry nodded in assurance, while Louis stared into his boyfriend's eyes.

I smiled big, and felt happy for them. My heart was racing, and I wanted to talk to Niall. I pulled him quickly into the bedroom and shut the door.

"Niall, I have been wanting to ask you something," I said, and swallowed hard, trying to get rid of the lump in my throat and the butterflies in my stomach.

Actually, that is a sucky metaphor. They are more like killer bee's.

"Yes, baby?" he asked worriedly. I sighed, and started to feel shakey.

"N-Niall, I've been thinking, and I feel so much for you. I know you don't want to mess up the relationship, and I'm really young, but--"

He was staring in my eyes, and it became really hard. "I-I want to, try."

At first, he didn't get it.

"I want you to make love to me Niall."

His face stayed frozen. He didn't say anything. "Niall?"

"I-I-I'm sorry," he finally said. "Kallista, I can't. I can't do that to you, or your parents, or myself."

My chest all of a sudden felt broken. "Please Niall? She doesn't have to know!"

He shook his head.

My throat became scratchy, and I felt achey. "Niall, I'm sorry, I have to go."

I got up and ran out of the room. "Wait Kallista! Let me say something!"

I stopped, and walked back towards him. He kissed my neck seductivley, and nibbled my ear.

"Maybe for your birthday."