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18. After Your First Time

This is basically a part two the You Tell Him You're A Virgin

Liam

You sighed and looked up and saw the sunlight stream through the window. You look at your phone and saw that it was 10:45 and you had 10 missed calls from your best friend and roommate, Emily. You called her back hoping what she wanted wasn't to urgent. After a couple rings, she picked up.

"What the hell, Y/N!" she yelled through the phone.

"Shh, Liam is sleeping right next to me," you whispered and looking over at him. His mouth was slightly opened with soft breathing coming from it.

"Oh thank God. I was hoping you would be at he's place," she sighed in relief. "I called you both all last night and neither of you answered," she said.

You felt the bed shift and Liam wrapping his arms around you, "Hey baby," Liam said, before kissing your cheek.

"Hey you," you mouthed back, still trying to listen on what Emily was saying.

"Who is it?" he asked.

"Em," you replied.

"Y/N?" Emily asked, bringing back to reality.

"Sorry, we were just busy last night," You said, looking at Liam.

"You guys were busy the whole- Oh my God!" she breathed out, "Liam took your V-card, didn't he? I want details!" She yelled, loud enough for Liam to hear and chuckle.

"How about we talk this at lunch at noon because I have to go,"

"Don't get to busy again. We have plans and we must talk."

You laughed, "Bye Emily," you said before hanging up.

"Hey beautiful," he said running his hands up and down your arms. "Do you have to leave then?"

"Yeah and you told me you had to work today and I'm meeting Em for lunch," you reminded him. "But last night was great," you sighed, putting your head in his chest.

"It was and I wish you could stay longer," he said.

"I'll text you later, baby," you said against his kiss before giving him a quick kiss.

Niall

After being together for two and half years, Niall finally proposed. Since he was still touring and you wanted him to help plan with the wedding, you waited another year. You had a beautiful wedding in Ireland, requested by Niall, with your friends, family, and zero paps. For your honeymoon, you decided to go to the Bahamas for couple weeks, requested by you.

You woke up the next morning with the cool breeze from the ocean touching your bare skin. Niall had his arms wrapped around your waist and his head in your neck. You tried to wiggle your way out of Niall's grip to take a look at your outstanding view.

"Mmmm no," Niall moaned, gripping you tighter.

"I'm not leaving, but just look outside," you said, nudging him a bit. From your bed you could see the ocean and the beach. The sun was still rising over the sea.

"But it's like five in the morning," he sighed putting his head in his pillow.

"Seriously," you said more sternly getting him to sit up.

"Wow," He said, breathless.

"Isn't this just the greatest thing?" you sighed, putting your head against his chest. "I couldn't imagine being anywhere else with anyone else."

"Me neither but i think last night greater. Don't you think Mrs. Horan?" Niall smiled. He hasn't stopped calling you that since the wedding.

"It was amazing, Mr. Horan, but this view is still as beautiful," you said, defending the view.