Irish Luck

Chapter 25

Chapter 25 ~ Kennedy's POV

"Well that was a fun day," I said, walking into Niall's room.

"Yeah," Niall agreed, "Your friends are great."

"I've missed them so much," I said. Niall tossed me one of his large tee shirts as I began pulling off my top. I unhooked my bra and pulled the shirt over my head and onto my torso. He lifted his shirt off to reveal his gleaming chest.  I tried to hide my staring, but it was too late.

"If you want some, just ask," he said, smirking. I sauntered over to him, grabbing his chin and pulling his lips down to mine. He wrapped his arms around my waist as I twisted my arms around his neck, my fingers traveling through his soft hair. He slipped his hands underneath the large shirt, grabbing my bum and lifting me up. He thre me unto the bed, still kissing me. He tugged at my shirt, trying to pull it up and over my head. The material was then flung and fell to the floor and I was just in my panties. 

Niall unhooked his belt and threw that to the floor as well. He returned to me, kissing from my lips down to my neck. His hands trailed to my last remaining clothing, hooking his fingers into the sides and lightly beginning to tug them down.

"No," I breathlessly said, "Not like this." Niall still pulled them down, ignoring my request. I put my palm flat on his chest and pushed his backwards, "Niall, stop."

"C'mon babe, I'll be gentle," he muttered into my neck.

I put both of my hands on him to push him off of me, "I asked you to stop!" He brought his head up to mine, trapping me under him with his arms. He forefully kissed me as I tried to escape him. I used all the strength I could to try and push him off of me but he wouldn't budge. I pinched his forearm with my fingernails and he lifted it away, giving me an exit.

I stood up, grabbing my tee shirt off of the floor and putting it on. Niall stood up and advanced towards me, decreasing the space between us. I grabbed his belt quickly as it was my closest weapon.

"Niall what the hell is wrong with you?!" My shriek made him stop moving and just stand there.

"What? You make yourself open and available like that and then get offended when I want more?" he said, making it sound like it was my fault.

"Excuse me! Did I not tell you earlier that I was not ready?" I said, recalling our conversation. 

"Well how long do you expect me to wait! I've been waiting on you for more than four months now!" His face was getting red with furry.

"You could've told me that when I asked instead of trying to rape me!"

"I wasn't going to rape you," he said, his voice getting softer.

"Well that's what it looked like, Niall James, and I'm not going to stand by and let you treat me like this," I picked up my clothes and a pillow and proceeded towards the bedroom door.

"Kennedy, wait!" Niall called to me before I touched the door knob.

I turned around quickly, "No, you have to wait." I stormed into the den and made myself a bed on the couch. Niall came out of his room after me, but I just sunk into the couch.

"Kennedy," he said, arriving to the couch.

"What," I blandly said.

"I-I don't know what to tell you, something just, came over me..."

"Cut the crap, Niall," I said, "If you really loved me you would've listened to me earlier."

His face was in shock, "If I really, Kennedy of course I really love you--" he put his hand on mine, pleading with his eyes.

"Get away from me," I said, pulling my hand away from his. 

"God, you can be such a bitch sometimes, can you just listen to me!" he said loudly. He quickly calmed himself down, and my expression showed one of fear. "I'm, I'm sorry," he said, regretful of his raising voice.

"You're no different than Derek," I spat, standing up.

"You always bring that guy up! But I have yet to know who the hell he is!" Niall said, standing with me. Niall's eyes averted to the side. I turned to see Mackenzie poking her head outside of the door.

"Is everything alright?" she asked softly.

"We're fine," I muttered over my shoulder. I lead Niall back into his bedroom so that we wouldn't disturb Emily and Mackenzie. He shut the door behind us and returned to me.

"Who the hell is Derek," he said, demanding to know the answer.

"A sick human being, who you are resembling a lot right now," I said with a sassy tone.

"There's more that you're not telling me right now, Kennedy, talk to me," he said, trying to pull the information out of me.

"Frankly, I don't want to speak to you right now at all, none the less about Derek," I said crossing my arms.

"Okay I made a mistake, I get it, but can you please just talk to me," he begged, "You know I love you." My eyes started to tear as I heard his voice break. They started to water up more when I thought about Derek. Niall quickly came to my side, and led me to the bed to sit down. "I'm sorry I made you feel rushed, and lost my temper, just please talk to me," he said in a hushed tone.

He put his arm around me as I let the tears fall from my eyes, "Derek was my first boyfriend and my last before you."