Youforia [N.H]

36

Aycie Locke

14th July, Miami.

Today I'm woken up by a very, very happy Niall.

And today I wake up a very, very happy Aycie.

An eighteen year old Aycie to be exact.

"Happy birthday" he drags out beaming widely his hand going around me as he pulls me up onto his body, I prop my forearms up leaning on them so I could see him properly.

"Thank you" I fight a cheesy smile and he puts his hands through my hair which made it impossible to fight as it spread across my face.

"You're finally the same age as me, and you're legally an adult" he raises his eyebrows at me "do you feel different?"

"I feel like I can do whatever I want  right now" I nod rolling off his body and planting my feet on the ground, looking around at the world as an adult.

It actually did feel a lot different than it did yesterday "this is really cool" I walks around aimlessly "first steps as an adult, I'll never get to take those first steps again, I'm an adult for the rest of my life" I think out loud, frowning just a little when I realised I could never be a kid again.

"Come back" I turn around to see him patting his stomach and his other hand out waiting for a hug and I stroll back, flopping over him and giving him a big hug.

"So birthday sex then?" He murmurs suggestively and I laugh against his chest at the first thing he wanted to do this morning.

Honestly I wasn't opposed but I didn't feel like loosing my virginity right now, it felt like a daunting thing that I wanted to be over with already but the idea of it was a little scary, not that scary but you know, a little scary.

"I'm not hearing a no?" He pulls me up and I sit on his lower abdomen, crossing my legs and finding myself amused as I look at his one permanently raised brow, waiting for my answer.

"I woke up 3 minutes ago" I exhale, crossing my hands over my stomach laughing quietly as his eyebrow just raises up even further, he was obviously straining to get it to go that high.

"I'm still not hearing a no" he smirks, his hand coming up to my knees, resting there. "You know we can always just go back to the shower."

Does this man ever stop thinking about sex.

"I thought you would have calmed down after yesterday but you're just as relentless" i stare down at him accusingly and his lips curve up with a guilty smile, like a kid being caught drawing on the walls.

"I'll be gentle, birthday sex is like a good luck charm, it'll come in handy especially since you're eighteen this year, that's a big deal"

"Im not saying no" I start and his eyes light up "but not now, I don't want to be tired right after i wake up, we have that release party later" I reason and be nods understandingly. "And don't ask when cause I don't like being pressured and I don't even know if I want to so control yourself" I say sternly and that same guilty smile comes back on his face.

He zips his lips and throws away the key, accepting his defeat.

I hop off the bed and walk to the place he threw the imaginary key and pick it up, carrying it back over to him, his cheeks now full of air as he kept his lips shut trying not to laugh as I take the key to the edge of his lips, turning it and dragging the zipper back and he projects out a loud laugh and I grab his hands dragging him to sit up and pull him out the bed.

"You know you don't have to do anything you don't want to though? I'm just joking when I'm trying to convince you, it's always up to you if you want to or not" he reassures which was nice, sometimes he was very persistent on trying to convince me to do things with him, not that I didn't want to but I genuinely haven't been able to the last week and he'd been teasing me like crazy.