Take it Off (One Direction fanfic)

Chapter 13

I woke to hushed voices.

"You and her?", whispered the first voice.

"hm, yup", said the second.

"How could you Harry? You know I like her"

"You like her? Maybe you shouldn't ignore her then Niall", said the voice, who had been identified as Harry said.

"You know how I am around girls. I get shy,and ugh", Niall yelled, raising his voice.

I flinched.

Someones fist smacked the wall, and I jumped slightly.

"Your such a girl Niall", Harry yelled.

"Well, your a freaking man-whore. You always steal the girls. Even when I really like them", Niall yelled.

The door slammed, loudly, and I assumed he'd walked out.

I rolled over, moaning, attempting to pull the blanket tighter around me.

The end of the couch sank, and I slowly sat up, flattening my hair.

Harry was running his fingers through his messy mop of dark curls.

"I'm sorry we woke you", he muttered.

Harry looked so sad, so...broken. I didn't understand why.

"Hey Harry", I said, reaching over, and pushing back his curls. "I had a good time last night", I said, shuffling closer to him.

"Hmm, me too Lila", he said, finally looking up. "I'm sorry it was ruined".

"No. It was perfect", I tried to reassure him.

His large hand trailed softly along my skin, before cupping my cheek.

I took a sharp breath.

No guy had ever touched me this way, my mind kept reminding me.

The feeling of just skin on skin sent me into an incredible high.

Slowly, but surley Harry leaned in, my eyes fluttering closed.

His lips brushed mine softly, and that was more than enough to leave me breathless and panting, but Harry procceeded to kiss me.

The kisses got deeper, heavier, and less innocent, and I kissed him back just as hard.

He took the lead, and pinned me against the couch. My breathing grew heavier, as he nipped and sucked at my neck, leaving love bites for sure.

His lips found my lips once again, and I gasped, out of breath and done.

Harry had other plans though. He slipped his tounge in my mouth, and the new, pleasing sensation was enough to make my head spin.

"Harry", I breathed, as his hands slipped up my shirt.

His hands weren't shy.

I arched my back.

Bad mistake.

His crotch briefly rubbed against my thigh, and I cowarded away.

Harry laughed, and pressed up against me.

"Does this make you feel good", he questioned.

I shivered.

"I could make you feel so much better".

I shivered, once again.

What were my innocent, virgin ears hearing?

"Harry".

I tried to say his name, but it turned into a moan, and he silently chuckled.

I was panting like crazy, as his swollen lips pressed soft kisses all over my body.

The door swung open, and I crawled away, out from under Harry.

"I leave for fucking 5 minutes and your already having sex on the couch", Niall yelled disbelievingly.

"No..it's not. Nothing...", I stammered, but nothing came out.

Niall walked to his room, and slammed the door.

I sat there, confused and dazed.

My head was still spinning.

>>>>>>A/N- I love this chapter..hehee :) i liked writing it :) , but omg, i feel so bad for Niall. he always ends up sad in my stories, even though i have the biggest soft spot for him :) i love that boy ;) <<<<<<<

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