We walked up to his flat. He unlocked the door and pushed it open.
He sharply turned around and cheekily smiled at me.
"What?" I giggled.
He picked me up, I squealed and dropped my bag. He kissed me and pushed the door shut with his foot.
He kissed my forehead then my nose. He laughed at me as I crinkled it, in response to the foriegn gesture.
He continued kissing me. First my lips, then my neck. He continued kissing me, and nipping at the sensitive skin, sending shivers down my spine. He was kissing me differently than I was used to. It was heated, rough and needy.
He started to tug at the hem of my shirt and I grabbed his hands in response.
"We dont have to move this fast you know?" I raised my eyebrows at him.
"I, I have to tell you something. . " He took in a deep breath. "I am leaving in 3 weeks. . "
I remained silent, but I could feel the tears starting to well up in my eyes.
"We start tour..I will be in England for a month. So you can take the train..." He trailed off.
Something came over me, whether it was the fact that I was going to miss him, or that I was scared I would loose him, Im not sure. I just started kissing him.
I kissed his lips then his neck. I started to unbutton his shirt but decided it wasn't worth it and just ripped it open. I kissed down his stomach.
He pulled me up and kissed my neck. He took off my shirt. and unclasped my bra. He kissed my neck and sqeezed my breasts. I let out a small moan. He giggled and kissed down to my nipple and began sucking, licking and biting gentley. I moaned and pushed him down on the bed.
I stratled him and kissed him fiercly.
I started tugging at his belt.
"Are you sure?" He questioned.
I nodded.
We hadn't known each other that long but I fell for him, hard, and even though I didn't know everything about him. I loved him enough to have the need to know more.
He tugged his pants down first revealing the stiffness caged in his boxers. I kissed down his stomach and played with the waist band of his boxers before tugging them down.
I paused, looking at this beautiful godlike, boy and I couldn't believe this was about to happen.
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I am. I am. I am. -- Chapter One: Move
FanfictionA Niall Horan fan fic. This is old and starts out semi-poorly written and I apologize for this.I am working on finishing it so hopefully you enjoy. As always votes and comments are strongly encouraged. I love the feedback and I love you all! :)