Frat Boy Niall

Chapter 4

Marie's POV

So there you were in a sports bra and sweat pants that weren’t even yours, they were probably some sluts that forgot them as she left after a one night stand, but that was all you had because the douche bag Niall Horan took your clothes. For a second you thought he was different but there you are, wrong again. You were walking on a dirt road towards who knows where hoping to figure out where you were going. It wasn’t long until you were on Niall’s road and headed towards his house. You were pissed and you just wanted to punch him. Not to mention you were cold as well. It started to turn dark and you were hoping you’d get to Niall’s before it was completely dark.

Niall's POV

Yeah, I know I’m a dick but hey if I didn’t take her clothes and her phone what fun would I be having? I need a little fun too. She hasn’t come to my house yet and I don’t even know if she’s half way here. I left her there, Naked. But don’t worry that’s not all I have in mind for her. My parents will be gone for the week and I’m going to have her in the palms of my hands. Literally when she walks through that door she’s gonna be pissed, and I know that. With just a little bit of my Irish charm though she’ll be waking up in my bed tomorrow morning.

Marie's POV

Here it is. I walk up the drive way and onto his porch. I litterally bang my fist so hard into his front door that I probably could’ve broken it. I could hear someone, probably Niall trembling down the steps. He answered the door shirtless in only sweatpants. “Calm your Hello tities down you about broke my door.” “Fuck you Niall. Where the hell are my clothes?” “That’s the fun part. You have to find them. They are somewhere in this house.” “Niall, I don’t have time for your fucking games. C’mon, where are they?” “Guess you’re gonna have to start searching now aren’t ya? Oh and I love what your wearing now. That bra really squeezes your boobs nicely.” he said winking. “Shut up.”

I started searching through his house and I had no clue where to look. His house was already huge enough and it was late by now and I just wanted to go home. I don’t know where he went he must’ve went up stairs. Maybe that’s where I should go. I walked up the stairs towards the room that said “Niall” on the sign. I walk right in and there he was lying on the bed, naked and wanking to a picture of…me. “Ahh gross what are you doing?” “You know you want to join.” “Looks like I already have.” I said pointing to the picture he had. He justed moved his hand faster and faster on his dick. “Ahh fuckk Marieeeee.” He came all over his hand and I just wanted to go and lick it up. He was turning me on and I think he knew it. After his breath had slown down he came towards me. He cupped my face with his hands and pressed his lips on mine roughly. I didn’t even stop him. I didn’t want to. He licked my bottom lip begging for entrance. I pulled away from him smirking and smacked him straight across the face. He held his hand onto his now forming red cheek. He stared at me and I said “Fuck you.” I then grabbed my clothes and phone from his bed side table and I walked outside to my car.

Marie's POV

You went in your car and drove home. You took a shower and went straight to bed. You don’t want to be part of some game of his. You were hoping that as he sat on that bed of his he would think of everything that happened between you too. You also hoped that you would be able to stay away from him for a while so that way he’d miss you more and get attached to you, hopefully.

Niall's POV

I can’t believe that bitch slapped me, and to think I got excited over her. I still want her. I want to take every inch of her into something more. I want to fuck her senseless and I don’t want any other slut. I don’t know if I want this or more. If I did I wouldn’t tell her though. She’s supposed to fall for me. I’m not supposed to be falling for her. Should I call her? No, that’d make me look stupid. I’m going to call her.

*Le Phone Call*

"Hello?"

"Marie?"