Flash [Niall Horan + One Direction]

three

Asta’s P.O.V.:

I woke up in my bunk bed when the bus stopped. I looked around and saw that I was the only one sleeping. I could hear laugher from downstairs. I looked out of the windows to see the beautiful city that must be Verona. Since Copenhagen the boys had played in Hamburg, Zurich and Munich and in between Hamburg and Zurich they had had a few days off where they had gone back to London and I went back to Denmark with Helene. We arrived in Verona the day before the concert and we were going to sleep in a hotel room which I was looking forward to. I was even getting my own room so no one would disturb me.

As for Niall and I nothing had happened since our shag other than the fact that he was looking at me differently. Things had been a bit awkward and I was happy that we had a few days away from each other. Normally I never found casual sex awkward but something about the trip had changed me a bit. Even though things were a bit awkward Niall looked at me with lust in his eyes – still no love. Falling in love was also the last thing I needed. I didn’t even want to fall in love. I hated having to stick to one person. The friends with benefit concept suited me much better, especially because you could have more than one friend with benefits. I had always had a few. Always made sure to have a backup. My twitter name ‘Horny_Asta’ wasn’t really a joke and all my friends knew that and they even called me Horny Asta in my town or some people just called me slut, which was not true. Now it really sounds like I am screwing everything with a pulse but that is not the case, because I always screw the same people. I had just always been open about how much I loved sex and I don’t think it should be a taboo. Everyone needs it it’s just not everyone who does anything about it like I do.

I had no interest in finding a boyfriend because from previous experiences I knew they just screw you over. They cheat on you and they use you and they betray you. You can only learn from your mistakes and I’ve learnt to never get involved emotionally. My previous boyfriends had really screwed me over and I suppose it’s one of the reasons I turned out to be the person I am. The person who might use people or betray them, but I’d never cheat on anyone.

Everyone got their suitcases from the busses and we all checked in to the hotel. It was only 6 in the morning when we arrived so everyone went to get a few hours of sleep even though they had been sleeping on the bus too. Touring just made everyone tired and you had to take the opportunity to sleep when you got it. I was sitting on the floor emptying my suitcases to figure out what I had actually taken with me when there was a knock on the door. I yelled for the person to come in expecting it to be Helene. I heard the door open and then close and when I turned my head to see who it was I saw Niall.

“Hi,” I said casually and threw a few shirts on the floor.

“Hey, what are ye doin’?” He asked me and sat down on the bed.

“Just trying to figure out what clothes I actually brought with me,” Niall smiled and picked something up from the floor.

“What is this?” He smirked and held up something with blondes and pink ribbons for me to see. When I realised what it was I quickly took it from him and put it in my suitcase.

“That is not supposed to be in my suitcase,” I told him and tried to sound as casual as possible but I could feel my cheeks burning. It was a camiknickers with an open crotch and demi-coverage over the breasts and I was definitely supposed to be back in my drawer in Denmark. I must have slipped it in with my underwear.

“Maybe ye could try it on?” He asked and sat down on the floor behind me and began kissing my neck. I froze for a moment but it was only until I felt the heat beginning to flow around in my body. I closed my eyes and let him kiss my neck as the lust took over my body. His hands slipped under my shirt and made their way up to my breasts as he nipped my earlobe and made me moan. I turned around and pushed him to the floor as I climbed on top of him. I kissed his lips and took off his shirt just as his hands slipped under my sweatpants and to my bum. My hands were all over his hair. He removed his hands from my bum and took off my shirt and threw it across the room. We were so into what we were doing that we didn’t hear the door open and close again.