Dark Niall

chapter 15

~Dark Niall~15

Hot. That's how I feel. Sweaty and hot. Not a good way to wake up. I open my eyes to find myself completely crush under Niall. He wasn't like on top of me but he had his head laid in the crock of my neck and his arms were very tight around me. I try shift from underneath him, but he was huge compared to me. "N-Niall." I grunt. He mumbles a bit but doesn't budge. "Niall!" I say a bit louder. "Uh? What? What is it?!" He says leaning more into me causing my breath to hitch in my throat. "Damn it y-your crushing m-me." He jerks up opening his sleepy eyes and looking at me worried. "Are you okay?!" He asks rubbing his eyes and furrowing his eyebrows together. "I'm fine now." I say sitting up. He relaxes and looks up at me. "Lillie?" "Yes Niall? "I love you." "I love you too." He takes me in his lap and held me like a small child. God I love him. He rubs my back and places kisses on the top of my head. He had a way of relaxing me easily. "Somebody has work don't they?" He says after a minute. He's talking about me. I sigh. "Yes. I don't want to go Ni." I whine. "I know princess, trust me I don't want you to go either." I groan and hold on to him tighter. "Niall, I'm really sorry about last night. I shouldn't have run from you." I feel his grip get tighter. "It's fine darling, it's in the past. And I'm sorry for raising my voice." I only nod as I look up at him and place a soft kiss on his lips. Beautiful lips. He sighs and glances at the clock. "Your gonna be late." I make a pouty face and he pecks my nose. I get up and get ready. I was very distracted though. Niall was all I could think of. All I wanted. Needed. One thing though that I was debating was weather or not to kill Phil. Little prick was gonna feel my wrath in a minute. I hop out of Niall's car as he drives away and storm into Starbucks. Phil of course is oblivious. "Oh hey Lillie ho-" he's cut off by me smacking him up side the head. He looks shocked. "What the hell?! What was that for!?" "Oh don't what the hell me! You know exactly what! Why would you tell Niall when I told you not to!" I smack him again and he now seems to catch on. "Oh...Lil I'm really sorry, I was just worried about you!" I sit on the counter angrily and pout. "Yeah well good job he killed his brother now he's going to jail." "Wait?! What?! Oh my god Lillie, I'm so sorry, I-I didn't t-think, oh go-" "Okay, woah calm down I was kidding. Pay back is a bitch." He catches his breath and glares at me. "Your evil." I shrug and hop off the counter feeling a bit better.

"New place in town." Niall says after picking me up from work. He was talking about a new cafe in town. We were gonna go try it out. As I'm getting out of his car my bag falls, practically dumping all of my stuff out. Niall kneels down and helps me but stops suddenly. I look up and see why. "What the hell are these?" He asks calmly yet coldly. In his hand are my cigarettes. "Umm, I-I, Niall I barely do." "Why do you have them then?" I can tell he's really trying to stay calm. "I don't know." I look down. He stuffs them in his pocket and takes a deep breath. "Look Lillie, these things can kill you. Trust me, I know. No more, okay?" I nod and smile a bit. We make our way inside and our seated. It's nice. Really nice. "So how was Phil?" Niall asks with thick sarcasm. I shrug. "Fine. I smacked him a couple times." Niall chuckles but doesn't say anything more. "Hey, what's that?" Niall says after our food arrives. He jesters to a small burn mark on my hand. It was barely noticeable but in the right light it was. It wasn't something I enjoyed talking about. "Lillie, I asked you a question." Niall says snapping me out of it. I look at him lost for words. "That's been there for a while." I mumble. He looks at me puzzled. "I've never noticed it to much before, what's it from?" I felt myself start to panic. This was one thing I hadn't opened up to Niall about. To anyone really. "F-From my dad." His puzzled face evolves into a hard set face. "What do you mean your dad?" His voice was low and threatening. I shake my head. "Niall, it happened a long time ago. Before my mom and I left hi-" "Answer. The. Question." He demands. I bit my lower lip and look down. "It was from his cigarette. He thought I was sassing him when he was drunk. Let's just say for punishment my hand was his ashtray for that moment." Niall has a look of discuss on his face. Without another word he jerks up and starts walking out. I leave the money on the table and rush after him. "Niall! What are you doing!?" I yell trying to catch up to him. "I'm gonna find that son of a bitch and did what he did to you!" He spits fuming towards the car. "Niall you don't even know where he lives! Stop!" I yank him back so he's facing me now. "What else? What else has he done to you!?" I'm about to argue but he cuts me off "Tell me!" "He's hit me before okay! Jesus Niall I don't want to talk about this okay! Yeah he hit me, burn me, And broken my arm one time, but what good is it gonna do now uh?! I'm away from him!" I was crying now. I hated thinking about it. I just wanted to forget all of it. "He's a dead man." Niall growled before starting to turn around again. I stop him though and doing the only thing I could think of. I yank him to my lips desperately clinging there hoping it would work. It does. He kisses back roughly, bringing me as close as he could to me. He clung on to me tightly as if I was gonna disappear any minute. It was sexy. My hands tug gently at his hair causing him to moan slightly. Niall pushes me against the car roughly and starts kissing my neck roughly as well. I quickly try and find the car door handle as he does this and succeed. He quickly pushes me inside and climbs in after me shutting the door. He pushes him into the back and I'm grateful he has tinted windows, because he waists no time at all. Once I'm in the back laying across his seats, he quickly unbuckles his pants and yanks them down along with his Calvin Klein boxers. I could tell my forcefulness turned him on. Big time. I go to yank mine down but he swats them out of the way. He yanks mine down for me and before I can even do anything else he thrusts into me not giving me time to adjust. I suck in sharply but soon start moaning loudly for him to go faster. I cling to his chest frustrated that I couldn't feel his skin under my nails but instead just his t-shirt. "Shit Niall." I hiss putting my hands under his shirt now pleasing myself as I can now dig into his skin. He growls in my ear along with some grunting and moaning. "Feel good?" He he asks in a deep husky voice. I moan in response and can feel his thrust getting sloppy. He was close, as was I. I bit down on his shoulder as we reach our high together. Of course by the end of it he panting and sits up pulling his pants and boxers up. I do the same as well. He then just falls on top of me, burring his head in the crook of my neck. "Lillie, I love you okay? I love you to the moon and back." I mumbles into my skin, placing soft kisses there. I giggle a bit at his comment. "I know Ni, I know. I love you to. So much." I say kissing the top of his head.

The next morning I except to find Niall in my bed next to me. We had drove back to my place and didn't do anything to crazy. I think we pretty much got it out of our systems in the car. Instead of Niall I find a note. He went into work. Ugh. I call Will and ask him if he knows anything about what he does. Nothing. Great. It's getting pretty late and I haven't heard from Niall all day. I know, I know it's not a big deal it's just not like him to do that. So when I hear my phone buzz I dash to it hoping its Niall.

Unknown: getting lonely?

I grit my teeth and reply back this time.

Lillie: who the hell is this?!

Unknown: just a friend.

Lillie: what friend?!

No reply. I throw my phone and huff angrily sorta wishing Niall hadn't taken my cigs away. As the night trailed on and there was no sign of Niall, or any contacted of him I debate if I should go looking for him. I don't though. I just sit on the couch and wait. I wouldn't even know where to begin looking for him.

I taped my fingers Impatiently as I waited for Niall to get home. Still. Where the hell was he?! He never tells me where he is or what he's doing. Usually I wouldn't care but I have a terrible feeling he's doing something bad. Illegal. I'm so fed up with this shit. He left this morning and it's now almost one A.M.! I hate it when he does this. He always tell me not to worry and to mind my own business but I'm his girlfriend! I can't help but worry! Just because he has tattoos and looks like a badass doesn't mean he is one. I mean yeah can he scare the shit of some guys, yes, but when it comes to illegal shit and everything I don't know. I worry. I dont know why i suddenly think its something illegal. i, just being a worried wort i guess. There's suddenly noises coming from the door and someone enters. Niall. Who looks exhausted. I get up slowly and cross my arms over my chest. He turns and sees my look and sighs. "Don't worry about it Lil. Go to bed please." He says as gently as he can. This pisses me off. "No! I'm not going to bed, where the hell were you?!" "I said don't worry about it." He spits trying to walk passed me. I grab the sleeve of his shirt and stop him. I put a hand on his cheek and look at him pleading. "Please Niall. Please, I worry about you." "Don't, I'm doing all of this to protect you. Keep you safe." He says softening a bit. "Doing all of what to protect me? Please tell me." "It's better if you don't know." "But-" "Please, Lillie." I can tell he's getting frustrated. But I wasn't gonna back down. "No Niall! I've been buying into the shit for too long!" His face becomes hard again. He takes me firmly by the shoulders frightening me a little. I didn't like it when he got like this. Aggressive towards me. His liquid blue eyes are now solid ice. "They watch us Lillie! Our every move! I do what they say and what they want me to do so they don't hurt you! I couldn't bare it if they laid a finger on you! Do you understand me! I would die!" I must have teared up or something because Niall was suddenly taken back about his actions and was wiping a tear away from my cheek. He kisses me lightly and takes a deep breath. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you. I just can't let them hurt you." "Who?" My voice breaks a bit. He sighs again and brings me to the couch and into his lap. "Okay. I'll tell you everything." He says kissing me again.