“Police left," I chuckled and snuggled into Niall. He moaned a response, playing with my hair. Giggling, I ran my fingers down his chest and along the stitching of his pants.
"Kind of restricting, eh?" Niall laughed and I noticed the bugle. Blushing madly, I turned my head. We shook as he laughed again, leaning back and undoing his belt.
"Mm, that's hot," I joked, pulling my shirt over my head. My earrings got stuck and I let out a hysterical laugh.
"What," Niall asked, bewildered. He brought his head up and noticed my state. "Why?" he whipped his head back, letting out a loud hoot, shaking us both again but ore violently before helping me.
"Calm yourself," I placed my hands on his now bare chest.
"He has a mind of his own," Niall gestures towards his boxers. I rolled my eyes at his comment. After letting out a small laugh, Niall became very quiet.
"Undress me," he whispered into my ear, lightly blowing into it. Giggling, I pulled on the elastic of the only thing left on him. I gazed up at him, giving a suggestive wink. He moaned an encouraging noise, turning me on. I wiggled the boxers off of him with a mischievous idea. Placing my hand on the newly exposed area, I moved my fingers in a gentle motion.
"Oh baby," he moaned, tilting his body back. I immediately jerked my hand back, remembering my secret I still kept from him. A tank top covered my small baby bump, praying he wouldn't notice, I shimmed the fabric off and leaned into Niall, trying to hide it once again.
"Honey, what are you doing?" He chuckled lightly pushing my shoulders back. Niall stopped his joking and became sickeningly serious. "Wh-what's up?" his voice changed to a softer tone.
“Nothing,” I quickly responded, trying to avoid this conversation.
“That’s obviously not ‘nothing’,” he rolled his eyes and gave me a worried look.
“Can we just drop it, until tomorrow,” I pleaded, looking up at him. He stared at me for a while, pondering this. My eyes begged him and after a while, he nodded, giving in to me as he always does.
"So," I looked into Niall's piercing blue eyes. His head remained down, looking at me. I intertwined our fingers, bringing them up to my lips so I could place a soft kiss on his knuckles. A deep laugh shook us both. My face plastered a smile, completely forgetting where we were.
“So,” he mocked me, bring up my free hand to his face, lightly stroking it to his cheek. I giggled and pulled my hand back and waving it in front of him, signaling for him to behave.
“Where is your wife,” I asked, suddenly remembering the question that had been bothering me for a while. Niall pulled his face back, as if to ponder the question. Dropping my head, I watching his hands rub over my exposed stomach. Under me, I felt Niall’s mussels tighten.
“Right here." I squeezed my eyes shut, hoping I didn't hear the smooth sound of Annalise's voice. "And you are?" I kept my eyes shut, hoping she would disappear. Digging my nails into Niall's chest, I sat still as she cleared her throat. Annalise's heels clicked against the hardwood floors and towards me.
"I-I thought," Niall cleared his throat and shakily continued, "I thought you were at your mother's house." I wrapped my arms around Niall as subtly as possible, trying to receive comfort from him.
"I was," I felt her hateful glare directed towards me, "until the neighbors called me informing me that my house was surrounded by police." I looked around the room, trying to find a way to see the women I was betraying without her seeing me. The TV hanging above us was the perfect portal for this.
"Yes, that's all taken care of," Niall cleared his throat, once again, trying to calm himself.
“I suppose I should have been worried for more than one reason,” her voice was cold, sending shivers down my back.
“There is nothing to be worried about,” Niall fired back and I scoffed.
"I see," the tall brunette puckered her lips and met my eyes through the TV. My head quickly dropped down, becoming embarrassed of the situation I now realized we were in. I sat mostly undressed on top of the woman's naked husband.
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From Love To Lust
FanfictionWhen a young girl gets herself into deep trouble she must face the consequences. One Direction FanFiction. Not suitable for people under the age of thirteen.