Spot light (Niall Hoarn fanfic)

Chapter 7

A/N I'm sorry I haven't been updated lately that's like going to happen often because I have soccer and volleyball and so much homework:/

At first I don’t kiss back, the feeling of his lips alarms me but then I shut my eyes because the pleasure is too much to bare. Niall moves his hand to the back of my neck, deeping the kiss and I can’t help but kiss him back, our lips molding together, and I’ve never kissed somebody like this, so passionately.

He pulls me into his lap and I smile through the kiss, he groans as I try rocking my hips, suddenly even if my eyes are closed I see a flash and I think it’s lighting but when I pull apart from Niall breathing hard, I see about ten guys with cameras all aimed on our kissing scene.

I crawl off Niall, give them the middle finger and Niall drives off swearing under his breath, and moving the car out of the way of nighttime traffic

I take a look at Niall; he looks gorgeous even if he is pissed. His knuckles are turning white with the pressure he’s putting on the stirring wheel. I reach over and peel his right hand of the wheel and entwining our fingers together, a shy smile plays on his lips as he turns the street to my house, funny how he remembers these things.

He pulls into my house and I let out a sad smile, I check the time it’s eleven, damn. He lets go of my hand slowly and opens up my door and walks me up to the steps, I lean against the doorframe.

“Sleep tight princess.” He whispers and leans down to kiss me, I whisper my goodnight when I get inside the door locked and I slide down it a smile glued to my face.

I fall into bed after changing and I dream of Niall, of course singing and being cute, and his lips on mine are what fill most of my dream.

In the morning when I wake up, the first thing I hear is my mother calling my name, I check the time. At least she let me sleep in. I throw a sweatshirt on and a pair of pants.

I go to my full length mirror, put light make-up on and head down the hallway. When I step into the living room, the TV is on low and my mother is sitting in her chair, a laptop at her lap and the usually magazine on the table next to her.

I must have made some noise standing there because she looks up from her computer and smiles, which sends a shiver down my spine; she never smiles like that at me.

“You called me mother.” I want to take back my words as soon as I say them, I sound like a slave to my own mother.

“I have good news.” She says slowly and I feel a wave of relief flood my body but I wish she’d hurry up. I bite my lip, looking her in the eye and I nod. “Well I bought you front row One Direction tickets.”

She claps and smiles at me this time getting up and hugging me as I stand there shocked. “W-what made you want to buy them.” The words slip from my mouth. She laughs and it’s been a long time since I’ve heard the sound.

“You deserve them you’ve gotten straight A’s since the day letter grades have been coming out and I also got your Collage letter today.” She smiles and I have to lean against the wall for support because the news is so overwhelming. 

First One Direction and now I’ve learned I’ve gotten into the Collage of my dreams. I smile and run to my mother where I hug her tightly as she smiles. “Thank you, thank you. This is amazing.”

“You made it happen, Shara.” She says handing me my ticket and I clap my hands together and jump up and down. With one last hug I walk back to my room and call up Carley and tell her everything.

I take a quick nap and when I wake up its four, I thought I got sleep last night but I guess I was really tired, I check my phone to see I have a text from my mother saying she’ll be out of town for three days and I have everything I need, I reply with a ok and that I love her then I close my eyes again before I know I’ll have to do something with my day.