Little Moments Make Us Perfect {Larry Stylinson}

Chapter 15

Niall exhaled, all he could see was her curtain of dark hair. "Have you shown anybody else before?" Evelyn shook her head, of course nobody even knew she cut, except Harry, possibly Louis, and now Niall. "Then let me be the first."

She laughed lightly, "I'm not wearing a shirt." Niall's eyes stayed on her, as he realized she was simply wearing a thin, tight, jacket instead of a shirt.

"I don't care," he said. Evelyn turned spun her head around quickly, pressing her lips to his. Niall slowly guided his hand up her side, lightly brushing his fingertips against her chest as he grabbed her jacket zipper. She bobbled her head up and down, a confirmation for him. He swiftly pulled the zipper down, revealing the skinny girl before him. Evelyn wore a plain black bra with a bit of lace. Her cheeks turned a dark shade of red as Niall took in every inch of her perfection. Evelyn kept her arms rested on his neck and shoulders, her fingers gently gliding over the smooth skin of his. "Have you been eating?" He said breathily. She nodded again. "Properly?"

This time a nod didn't come, Evelyn left out the small fact that she had been eating dinner only-and even then she didn't eat dinner every night-, and she ate a quarter of what she should've been eating for a one meal.

"For how long?" He asked, placing his large hand on her bare side. Evelyn shrugged. "Evie..." he whispered.

She squeezed her eyes shut, afraid to look at his disappointment. "Since H-Harry left... almost two and a half years ago." Niall didn't say anything for so long she thought he might've given up. "Niall?" She questioned.

"Please stop... Evelyn..." he spoke, dropping his forehead to her shoulder. "Please stop doing this to yourself... it's hurting the people around you..."

"They don't care."

Niall jumped up, leaving her on the messy bed alone. "Yes they do! Evelyn open your eyes! You may be miserable, but Harry and Louis did this for you!"

"I didn't ask them to! Nor did they even talk to me... maybe they care, maybe you care, and Liam. But that's it! All my friends left as soon as things took a bad turn... I haven't seen any of the family in years... not a phone-call, a letter, an email. Nothing. Even the people who liked the band hate me." Evelyn snapped, "if your going to just lecture me on everything I have... just go."

"I'm not leaving."

"Why not?! You have a wife, friends, you could still have a family of your own! Don't waste it on me." She said, feeling sorry for herself.

"I don't want a family with Amanda," Niall muttered, his eyes were on the ground. He spoke of his wife like she never existed. Niall's eyes, flaring with something Evelyn had never seen before, as they met. "I want a family with you." He stepped over to her, pushing her flat down on the mattress, holding her arms above her head. His lips furiously attacked hers, taking in every part of her opened mouth.

"But-"

"It's always been you, Evelyn," he said breathlessly through kisses.

Evelyn had had a crush on Niall since she was young, but obviously they couldn't date when she was the age at the time. Now she's seventeen, and though Niall's still much, much older than her, who they dated was their choice now. It hadn't always been Niall, there was still her first real boyfriend Justin, but deep down she'd never gotten over the blonde Irish boy. He didn't know Justin and Evelyn had dated, or had sex, but Evelyn wasn't planning on telling anybody.

"N-Niall," she whispered as his bit her neck, sucking on the skin. "Are you sure?"

"Yes." He responded, Niall didn't ask her the question back, scared she might say no. He tugged the jacket off her body, taking his shirt along with it. Niall had her waist in between his legs, as he leaned forwards to see her red arms. He kissed her scars and fresh cuts gently, "I think your still beautiful." Niall crashed his mouth against hers again, not allowing her to respond. His fingers trailed down her body, sending shivers through her mid-section. His fingers ending at her leggings, he yanked the article of clothing off, leaving Evelyn in just her undergarments. She bumped her hips up, pressing part of her lower half to his crotch. Eve felt Niall turn hard beneath his jeans, she whimpered for him to be inside her already.

She reached for his pants, only to be stopped by a warm pair of hands. "Let me," he whispered in her ear, doing as Evelyn was about to. She giggled as he let her watch him remove his pants and boxers, letting his erection spring free. "Your turn beautiful," he grinned, sipping her panties down her legs. Next his hands reached for her bra, Evelyn sat up halfway, letting him undo the clasps attached to the piece of clothing. He tossed it to the floor, climbing on-top of her once more. Niall cupped her breast, rolling his thumb over her nipple, causing a moan to escape her lips. "Do you like that?" He whispered with a dirty smirk spread across his mouth.

This other side of Niall was not something she'd ever seen before, but it was attractive, and turned her on. He repeated the action, watching her response, Evelyn arched her back slightly up towards him, begging him to do it again. "Y-yes," she said. Niall dipped his head down to her chest, he kissed her between her breasts, dragging his lips across her body. He ended at her nipple, taking it between his teeth. Niall rolled his tongue over her nipple, making her moan another time. Evelyn lifted her arms up and around his neck, running her fingers through his soft hair.

Niall pressed his tip to her entrance. "Are you a virgin?" Evelyn suddenly asked.

Niall started laughing, "what a random timing," he said.

"Just wondering."

He dipped down to her neck, kissing her in a line. "No... are you?" Niall paused, looking at her face, "shit, I'm sorry, I know, you don't half to answer. I-I forgot, I'm sorry Eve." 

"You forgot?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.

Niall shook his head. "No, I didn't, I mean... I just didn't think about it." He explained.

Her lips formed an 'o' shape, the two just staring at each other for a minute. "But even if that didn't happen... I wouldn't be." She said shyly, a bit uncomfortable.

"What?" Niall asked, shocked. "Who else did you have sex with?"

"His name was Justin... we dated, my dads didn't know I don't think."

Niall laid on his side next to her, his arm propping his head up, "was?"

Evelyn nodded, starring at the ceiling, regretting her words. "Yes. Was. He-he died, he was..." she paused, turning over to face him, "can we not actually talk about it?"

He reached over, touching her cheek. "Yeah, but if you want to, I'm here."

"Thanks Niall... I love you." Evelyn said, flicking her eyes to meet his.

He kissed her softly. "I love you to."

Evelyn endured the kiss for a moment, preparing for what she wanted to say. "M-make love to me." She said, after pulling apart their lips.

Niall grinned, resetting his earlier position.