Lexie
Making up with Liv feels like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders. I was hoping to talk some sense into her when she got here but seeing her, I know her mind has been made up. She's moving in with Liam whether she's ready or not. I don't necessarily like it but the two of them are so stubborn I know there's nothing I can do. Liv is so blinded by being in love for the first time that she doesn't know what she's doing. And Liam is the kind of guy that goes 0-100 in the blink of an eye. He would probably march Liv down the aisle tomorrow if he could.
But instead of being that bad guy I'm going to do my best to lay low and be supportive. Still, I can't help but notice how much Liv has changed since I saw her last. The shy, insecure girl I knew is gone and replaced with a confident woman who craves attention. The way she's dressed is turning heads as we walk into the club but instead of blushing or ignoring it, it fuels her fire. That and the drinks she's pounding back. Usually after this many drinks she would be drunk but she barely even seems tipsy tonight. Her tolerance has definitely shot up. While we dance and I'm looking at Niall, I can't help but notice someone else watching us. Liam is practically eye fucking Liv but there's another set of eyes on her. Harry is talking to one of his generic blonde girls but he's barely paying attention to her. His eyes keep fliting over to where we're dancing and raking over Liv's body. I don't think she notices but I definitely do. It's obvious how bad he wants her. I don't know how I never noticed it before. Was it this bad before? I told her how he felt but I don't know how much she actually believed me. Hell, I didn't really buy it until I saw it. I can't help but wonder if it would change anything if she did. But I doubt it with how obsessed she is with Liam.
When we get home from the club it's late. I'm not too drunk since I was dancing all night but Niall is wasted. And drunk Niall means one thing. Horny. He couldn't keep his hands off me in the car on the way home. He got dizzy so he ended up laying in my lap. Then when he realized where his head was and started rubbing his head around the area. I think he was trying to be seductive but with his fluffy blonde hair all ruffled he looked like a little puppy dog. But now that we're home he's definitely not a puppy. When I shut the door to his apartment he's immediately right behind me. He wraps his hands around my waist and spins me around to face him before planting his lips firmly on mine. His mouth is hungry on mine, barely giving me any time to think before his hands are tugging at the hem of my top. He pulls it over my head roughly and runs his hands along my sides. When he reaches my hips he keeps going further until his hands wrap around my legs and pulls me up so I'm wrapped around him. He attaches his lips back to mine and resumes our steamy kiss while he walks me over to his bed and lays me down roughly.
Here's the thing about Niall. He may look sweet and innocent on the outside. But that couldn't be further from the truth. The first night we slept together was such a complete shock to me. I was pretty fresh out of a relationship. I was happy being single and definitely wasn't looking for anything serious. Niall was pretty clear about what he wanted too. As soon as I walked into Funky Buddha we were locked in on each other. He says that I was the one looking at him, giving him seductive eyes first but he definitely wasn't playing innocent either. From that first look to when we were dancing up until our kiss at midnight, the sexual tension just kept building. After we kissed we knew we had to get home immediately.
It was probably a good thing no paparazzi where outside when we left because I was latched to his neck pretty tightly while we waited for the cab. When the car finally came he practically dragged me inside so my body was smashed against his. We made out the entire ride home, his hands slowly creeping up my short dress. By the time we made it home I think we were both bursting, ready to go. I continued kissing his neck while I waited impatiently for him to open the door and when he finally got it open he turned around and picked me up in his arms, quickly making his way to his room. It was completely dark in the house. We thought we were alone but it turns out Liam was there and heard our entire romp. When he got to his room he threw me on his bed, much like he did tonight, diving on top of me before I even had time to bounce off the soft mattress. His lips were sloppy on my skin, making their way down my jaw to my neck, across my chest pushing the fabric of my dress away along the way. While he was kissing me his other hand was at my waist, searching for a zipper. It was on my back so I guided his hand around and he quickly pulled it open, breaking it in the process. But he didn't pay it any attention and neither did I while he pulled it off of my body. I wasn't wearing a bra with my low cut dress so I was left just in the skimpy black thong I had picked in anticipation of tonight. I could see the lust in his eyes and hear the curses coming from his swollen lips when he pulled back to shrug out of his button up shirt.
