evanescent

one

"I'm so glad I don't have to be alone in this apartment anymore", Niall said setting the box down with all of my things in it and pulling me closer to him. 

In the middle of July after "the incident" I heard from Niall again and we started to reconnect. I hated him still a little bit. In the two months of summer I had done a lot of growing. I had taught myself that I don't need a man to do anything for me. I didn't need a man in my life to comfort me or treat me well. I could do all those things for myself. So, when Niall approached me I was worried. I believed in second chances like I always had, but after the way he made me feel I felt stupid for going back to him.

After a while of bonding and gaining trust though, I let him back into my heart and we have been together ever since. He went to college in state, unlike his original plan to go to UCLA, so we got to visit a lot and after two years of hard work I got to join him at the school. School was a lot different without harry and Niall. I never felt like my mind was drifting to the distraction of boys now that they were gone. I was able to focus and actually started taking my education seriously.

"I'm so glad I get to spend more time with you", I said and kissed him. When I was younger with Niall I would've never made a move like that on Niall but I had learned that being dominant and a woman didn't jeopardize my femininity. I could take control of a moment and still be a woman. My dominance or control over anything didn't make me masculine, it made me strong.

He kissed me back and the kiss made me feel soft and lightheaded. He was so gentile with me and so loving. I had never felt so admired in someones arms than I did his. He really make sure I felt like I mattered and with every second of our kiss I knew I did. Niall did everything for me that Harry never did. Niall treated me like a princess. He practically worshiped the ground I walked on. Niall and I did argue though but both of us knew how to handle ourselves now and it only made our relationship healthier and stronger.

Niall broke the kiss out of nowhere and took my hand, guiding me to what was now our bedroom. To my surprise it was clean and classy. I didn't expect Niall to keep it this nice. I laid down on his bed and he moved his body on top of mine. His lips found their way to mine and he showed urgency in his kiss by putting his tongue in my mouth. This was something I wasn't particularly fond of but in this moment with Niall I loved it. 

He moved his lips down to my neck and then slowly peeled off my shirt. One thing about Niall was that he took his time and really treasured a woman's body. Harry had done similar things when him and I were together but the way that Niall did it was so much different. Harry ravished me and got what he wanted out of me rather quickly while Niall made sure I felt all the same things he was feeling. Lust, power, love.

Niall, however, wasn't into much foreplay which I had grown to love but still ached for more. Niall was the type of guy to make out for a while, have sex, and fall asleep. He made sure we were both satisfied and he made sure it wasn't like he was fucking me, it was real love making but he didn't put the passion and desire into it.

I hated comparing the sex I had with Niall to the sex I had with Harry but it was something I found myself doing a lot, especially when Niall and I first got together. I had never had sex with anyone other than Harry so I expected it to be just like it was with Harry. As I had more and more sex with Niall though the vision of the way Harry fucked me was something I never thought about. Sex with Harry was with someone I lusted after and sex with Niall was with someone I loved and I really liked to treasure that. 

Niall kissed down my chest quickly just to show it was a side of me that he loved then got down to business. The way Niall made me feel was amazing and I loved making love with him but it was never enough. He thrust in and out of me and I moaned enjoying every second of it even though I knew there was something lacking. Him and I both finished quickly and he rolled over. 

"I love you", I whispered to him in an out of breath voice.

"I love you", he said leaning over and kissing my temple before hopping out of the bed like he was completely energized and going into the bathroom. I calmed down and followed his lead, getting dressed and continuing the day as if it all had never happened.

I am very excited to be doing a sequel to Unknown Number. I always knew the first book wasn't the end to these characters and I'm excited to see how people react to this story:) I will try to update pretty frequently but I am working really hard in school right now so I can't make any promises. 

Enjoy:)