Niall's POV
"Why are you calling me? I don't want to talk to you. Didn't you get that when I slapped you?"
"Marie please just listen to me. I'm sorry for leaving you there. It was a dick move and I shouldn't have done it."
"Well hell that just makes everything better Ni. Ha ha F.uck you!"
And then she hung up. We have school tomorrow which means I'm going to have to see her in like every class. I'm going to have to see everything of her, her nice ass, her tan legs, her sexy body, her boobs, just all of her. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to look at her and not want to be able to rip all of her clothes off. I need to stop thinking about her. I need to get my mind off of her and my parents aren't home which means I have the whole house to myself. This is a perfect time to call a slut. I always just call a girl, doesn't matter who, they just stop what they're doing an come to me. I'm like a s.ex God. No lie. I can make all the girls scream. But the only girl I wanted to f.uck wants me to fuck off.
I ended up calling a girl, fucking her, and then made her leave. I didn't enjoy it to much I just needed to get off. She wasn't much help. She didn't moan like Marie does. She moaned too loud and didn't say my name enough. Anyway, I'm going to this party at some frat house tomorrow night and I'm sure Marie will be there. I hope she doesn't get with anyone else. I wouldn't know what to do. I'd be pissed that it wasn't me that's for sure but I'd probably want to fuck up the guy who got her.
The next morning I went and took a shower, got ready for the day, and headed to school. I tried to avoid Marie as much as I could but it felt as though she was everywhere. I don't know what I want to make her think. I don't know if I want her mad or sad or what. But if I'm not the one fucking her then I sure the hell don't want her happy. I only had sex with her once. But it was the best sex I ever had and I fucked it all up. Now, I think I might be obsessed with it. I just keep thinking about how my hands roamed her tits on that cabin floor and my dick going in and out of her tight fucking pussy. She knew how to have sex like no other but she's smart and very independent. So I doubt if she would've even fell for me anyway.
Later on school ends and I head back home. I get ready for the party tonight, drowning two beers so I'm not too nervous and not completely sober. I can't wait for this, not for the party but just to see her body. I want to know what she's gonna wear and how it'll look around her curves and if her cleavage will be out and sexier than ever.
I was right, she was there and she was sexier than ever. She wore a tight red dress probably fighting every curve on her body. Her tan legs looked so smooth and she was wearing black heels. Her cleavage was better than I imaged and I just wanted to shove my face into them and suck the crap out of 'em. She was dancing with some guy. Not really dancing I guess, more like grinding. She was grinding her perfect ass into some random horny guy's cock. I realize now that could be me if I wouldn't have left her that night. I could be having my second round of sex with her tonight, but no. I have to sit here and watch her. I have to admit I'm getting jealous. Everything in me is stirring and I don't know what to do. My mind's racing and I started walking over to her. "Babe, what are you doing get off my girl." I lied. I couldn't watch them anymore. She glanced up at me smirking and said "Enjoying the show?" I just stared at her, pissed. "Get off of her!" I said pushing him off. "Whoa dude I'm sorry man." he said backing up a bit. "Niall, what the fuck are you doing. I'm not you're girl." That guy looked at me and I gave him back an evil glare. "Well, what are you doing?" She said again. "I'm saving you from hooking up with this pussy." I spat the last bit. "Saving me? Leave me alone. There is nothing between us so you don't have to worry about me." She crossed her arms. "But there could be something between us." I said moving closer to her putting my arms around her waist, pushing her up against me. She pushed me off slightly and said "You've ruined that." She moved closer to my ear and whispered "But I think you're jealous." I just looked at her. I didn't know what to say, because I am. I tried putting my hands on her again. "If you wanna get with me you're gonna have to start back from the beginning and stop being such a dick." I clenched my fist. Speechless that she even said that. The guy moved to her wrapping his arms around her waist from behind. I took a step back and she turned around They started making out, and then he led her out of the house. I am definitely jealous. Because that should be me. I'm more than jealous though, I'm pissed.
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Frat Boy Niall
FanfictionNiall Horan, a frat boy who hooked up with every girl he saw and never called back. He was a player, simple as that. Will that all change once he meets the girl of his dreams, sweet and innocent Marie?