Red Lipstick [editing]

Chapter 18

Leighton POV

I started shifting around in bed stretching before finally opening my eyes.

Whaaaaaa… This isn’t my room.

 I sat up quickly looking around trying to remember where I was and what I did. I guess I sat up too fast because my head started pounding. I placed my hand on my head rubbing it trying to make it feel better when I focused on a picture on the bed side table.

Niall and his mum, oh that’s cute… WAIT!?!?!?!? I could hear someone in the bathroom and I finally looked down at myself, I was naked!

Shit!!!!!

I quickly threw on my clothes and bolted out of the front door slamming it behind me. I ran back to Elle’s house, jumped into my car and sped off to my flat. I was so groggy; I think I was still drunk; last night was such a blur.

I remember texting Niall, seeing Harry and Louis looking sad as I left in my party clothes, I remember telling Elle to back off of Niall. I remember running up to him and then going to the bar… then that’s it…

I quickly took back off my revealing top and threw on a white t-shirt and a black hoodie and ran out the door, I had already missed first period, I think we had a quiz today, shit.

As I pulled up to school I looked down at my legs and realized I still had on my shorts, ugh, my tattoo was showing. I hated it, I got it when I was 15 after my parents died, I loved it at first but now it was just a constant sad reminder. No one at this school saw it til I started dating Harry so they all think its to match his tattoos, but no its not, but I let them think it is.

I walked into school and stopped in my tracks as I met Amelia’s eyes, she was standing next to Niall. He looked almost as rough as I did, he turned back to look at me and thats when I saw them. Love bites all over his neck and collar bones, wow, did I do that?

I almost started to blush as I walked towards them. I was starting to let my hair down and apply my lipstick when I saw Niall walk around to my right and look at my thigh, crap! My tattoo, it took everything I had not to run away then and there. I knew he remembered, he looked back up at my lips and I tried to ignore him, so I just turned away.

“Leighton we-“ He said confused

“Not now Niall, see you later” I said and ran off to my class

Niall POV

Leighton spent the whole day ignoring me, but I was determined to talk to her I don’t care what it takes. After class I ran out to her car and waited, I saw her walking down the side walk and then through the car park, she was 3 cars away before she realized I was there and she stopped in the middle of her step.

I smirked at her and she still didn’t move.

“I’m not going anywhere Leighton you might as well just come on” i shouted to her

I could hear her mumble under her breath, but she finally came over.

“What Horan?” she said roughly

“You can stop pretending, I know it was you”

She looked up at me, and opened her eyes wide, then she began menacingly smirking.

“want to come back to my flat Niall?” she asked still with that smirk on her face

“You don’t wanna talk about-“ my sentence was cut of by her lips crashing into mine. I stood there frozen for a while before wrapping on hand behind her neck and the other on the small of her back pulling her into me. Her tongue flicked my bottom lip begging to be let in.

What was I gonna say no?

I let her in instantaneously, she pushed my further into her car making her alarm go off. We kissed for a little while longer until the alarm became annoying.

“Follow me Niall!” she said as I walked back to my car.

On the way there I could feel that something was up but I didn’t care. Leighton was addicting and I had to have her. The thought of Harry and what they were going through was on my mind, but way in the back. Behind my urge to have her.

I pulled in the front drive behind her and we walked to the door, we stepped inside then she slammed me into the wall. She jumped up on me and I rested on hand on her back and the other on her bum to hold her up. I started carrying her up the stairs and she ripped her hoodie and shirt over her head and I started tracing the love bites I left on her last night with my tongue as she ran her fingers through my hair.

I got up the final step and started walking though the living room, I dropped down to the sofa with her sitting on me straddling me. She quickly pulled my shirt over my head then started kissing me again. I could feel her hands on my waist the slowly working toward my zipper.  As she undid them she slid her hand in them, she started rubbing her hand up and down when I heard someone clear their throat.

Leighton froze, then I felt a smile appear on her face through our kiss. She looked up and said

“Oh hi boys” then she let out a chuckle

I turned my head to look and saw, a very angry Harry and a shocked Louis.

Once again I’m left confused, what’s going on?