Niall POV
After school was over I went home and laid on the sofa in my living room. I ordered a pizza and decided to just lay around and hoping someone would call me with something to do, I eventually fell asleep.
My phone started buzzing next to my head waking me up a few hours later. I had two text messages 1 from Elle and the other from the mystery girl.
‘From Elle
Nialler!!! Come to the party today. You wont be disappointed’
I didn’t reply, I just wanted my mystery girl
‘From Mystery Girl
You better come to the party tonight ;) xoxxx’
‘To Mystery Girl
Be there soon’
I walked into the party and Elle started to run towards me when she was jerked to the side by someone grabbing her arm. She looked back at me, smirked then walked back towards the dance floor before wrapping her arms around some other guy. I stared at the corner until she came out, my mystery girl, she was wearing the outfit id seen her in at the first party. My heart started to race, I needed to know who she was already! She was driving me nuts, constantly teasing, at the last party we had sex in the back room and as soon as we finished we got dressed and she left with a cocky smirk on her face.
“Hey Love” she greeted me
I looked her up and down stopping at her lips, there was definitely something about those lips that was familiar to me.
She ran up to me and wrapped her arms around my neck instantly pressing her lips against mine. I could taste the alcohol on her tongue, I pulled away and smiled. “let me catch up first” I grabbed her hand and walked her to the bar, we started slamming back shot after shot. After the I don’t know how many shots we made our way to the dance floor.
She turned to face away from me grabbing my hands and putting them onto her waist, I slid my right hand down to her thigh lingering over her tattoo. She backed up into me, grinding against me she wrapped one hand around the back of my neck pulling me in closer. She looked up at me smiling, then she started to whisper in my ear, “Im gonna make you say my name tonight blue eyes”
My heart instantly started beating out of my chest, I think she noticed because her smile grew even bigger. She grabbed my hand, but instead of going to the room behind the stairs we ran two blocks…
Back to my house…
She knew where I lived?
We ran up the stairs to my room and I slammed her against my door shutting it behind us. She wrapped her legs around my waist and started pulling on my shirt begging for me to take it off, as she pulled it over my head my mask came off. But she didn’t react, she kept up with the same intensity, she pushed off of my wall and we fell into the bed. She started rolling her hips into me while leaving a trail of kisses from my waist line to my neck to my jaw then back to my lips.
After that… I don’t know, I blacked out.
Damn!
The next morning I woke up wrapped in my covers naked, and she was lying next to me her mask laying on the pillow in front of her. I was about to lean over to look at her so I could FINALLY find out who she is, but my bladder decided it had other plans. While I was in the restroom I could hear movement in my room I tried to hurry before she could leave, but by the time I got out, she was gone. I looked out the window and saw her running back towards Elle’s.
Fuck, I just want to see her face.
I walked back in my room and looked at the time, fuck I’d already missed first class. I skipped a shower, threw on a pair of jeans and a hoodie and sped all the way to school, I got there during a passing period and walked up to Jes, Amelia and Sophia.
“Wow Horan, did you just leave the pub?” Sophia asked
“It was a long night” I tried to hold back my smirk but I couldn’t. She nodded back at me knowing what I meant.
“Where the fuck is Leighton? She isn’t here and neither is Harry or Lou” Amelia said in a pissed off tone, I shrugged. I hadn’t spoken to anyone since yesterday.
“well she better fuck-“ her words faded as she focused on something behind me. “Whaaaaat happened to her? She never wears her party clothes to school” She whispered
I turned to see Leighton wearing a pair of black shorts a black hoodie with white t-shirt underneath and white converse. I didn’t see what the big deal was, she looked fine to me.
“Give me some lipstick Soph, I cant find mine” she said annoyed
“Its not your color Lei”
“I don’t care” Leighton said, she sounded groggy
I turned to look at her again her hair was done up in a bun, there was a tattoo on her right thigh but I was standing to her left so I couldn’t see what it was. She undid the cap for the lipstick and started to put it on, while letting her hair down. Her lips where a pale pink color…
Wait a minute
I walked around to the right side of her to get a look at her tattoo…
A Sparrow…
What the fuck, no way! There was no way Leighton could be the girl from the party.
“Both of you reek of booze!” Jes said
Leighton and I’s eyes met, I looked back down at her tattoo and then back up to her eyes, she instantly looked away.
She turned away quickly avoiding eye contact, as she did I noticed love bites all down her neck. Then it all flooded back to me.
*flashback*
We fell back on the bed and I ripped her hoodie over her head ripping her mask off. LEIGHTON! I yelled in my head but it didn’t stop me. I had been wanting this since the day I met her. I grabbed behind her thighs and flipped her over so that I was on top. We sat up on the bed and started undoing our pants, our lips never parting. I pushed her back further onto the bed and wedge myself between her legs slowly grinding into her.
She leaned up to my ear “I want you to yell my name Niall” she whispered “you want this as bad as I do” she grabbed my hair pulling my head to the side and started sucking on my neck.
“Mmmm” I let out
“Nope, more” She said before she started biting on my collar bones
“Ahh Leighton”
“Louder!” she said before she clawed her nails down my back and started sucking on my neck again
“FUCK LEIGHTON”
She laughed in my ear “I knew I could get you”
*present time*
“Leighton, we-“ I started to speak
“Not now Niall, see you later” she walked down the hall as if nothing happened
I’m so fuckin confused!
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Red Lipstick [editing]
FanfictionWhen Niall Horan moved to London from Ireland he never expected his life to turn into this. A cluster fuck of lies, cheating, fighting and love. After this new school, Niall Horan would never be the same again...