Love Ain't Easy |Niall Horan|

Chapter 11

Warning! The following contains a smut scene! Do not read if you can't handle reading or do not like smut!

Niall walked me into the house, then he sat on the couch. I took Tony up his nursery and put him to bed. I kiss his forehead, then I head back down to Niall.

I lean against a bare wall behind me. I watch Niall stand up and walk over to me. He places his hands on my hips, then he put his forehead against mine.

"So," I ask.

I felt Niall's lips on mine, his hands still on my hips. His lips soon moved down to my neck along with my chest, causing a soft smile to form on my lips.

"Babe," he mumbles against my neck, his hands under my thighs, "Jump.".

I listen and soon he was supporting me. He licks my bottom lip and I give him entrance. I closed my eyes, enjoying the make out session.

I felt Niall walk over to the couch, then be laid me on may back. He smirked softly at me, then he took my shirt off. I blushed deeply as I covered my bra covered breasts, Niall's eyes showing nothing but compassion and love.

I carefully took off my shorts, then let Niall take off my panties. I chewed on my lower lip as he took off his jeans, then his boxers. I shifted my weight, then made room for him, jumping a little when his hand went between my thighs.

"I consent," I softly told him, then I watched him slip a condom on. He smiled at me, then kissed me. Once we were ready, I nipped at his neck to give him the okay. I felt him caress my cheek, then we kiss again.

~Time Skip~

I quickly got dressed when I heard Ashton's car pull into the driveway. Niall did the same and I cleaned up our mess. I sit next to him and blushed deeply when I realized I couldn't hide the love bites on my collarbone.

Niall pulled me into his lap, making me face him as I muttered under my breath. I then faced him and laid against his chest, tired and irritable.

"Hey, Guys," Ashton hummed in a chipper tone, "how was everything?".

I stay quiet, but flinched when I heard Luke growl softly. I knew he must've seen the bruise or a hickey on the back of my shoulder.

I growled back, in hopes he wouldn't say anything. When no other noises were heard Niall cleared his throat as he got up, "I've got to get going.".

Niall then pecked my lips and kissed my forehead; it was as if he could tell I wasn't in a good mood. He whispered against my skin, "I'll call later, Baby Girl.".

I just meekly nod, tears welling up in my eyes as Niall finally left. I hugged myself and glared at Luke whom had a look of disappointment on his face.

Luke will ruin everything if he tells Ashton anything!