Stay. (A Niall Horan FanFiction)

Chapter 61

Sarah's POV

Earlier that day

Avery had gone grocery shopping since I was doing some more homework. Only when she got home she had bought something that I never put on the list for her to get. She came into my room with a small bag with a box inside.

"What's that?" I ask curiously.

"Condoms." She answers with the straightest face while opening up the box.

"So why are you giving them to me? I'm not the one with a penis."

She looks at me annoyed. "Obviously," she rolls her eyes. She hands me about six or seven of them. "Here."

"What are these for?" I ask.

"I think you know what they're for Sarah."

"Well yeah, but why are you giving them to me?"

"Niall might forget to bring one, and if that's the case then you've got some."

I giggle.

"It's not funny I swear it can happen. So just put these in your drawer."

I open up my drawer and put in the condoms in. I don't think these will actually come in handy seeing as Niall usually keeps one in his wallet or bag. Part of me kind of does have a feeling Avery is right.

"Well what about you?"

"Why do you think I got the jumbo pack?" She holds up the box.

"You actually bought that? With no shame?" I can't help but laugh.

"Of course not. The cashier was a guy though. I think he was going to make a comment but didn't. And good for him because if he did I would've made one right back." She's a sassy little shit that doesn't stand for anyone's stupidity and I've always admired that about her.

"Yeah, I wouldn't have been abled to do that." I admit.

"Next time you go to the store just do it."

That's easier said than done.
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Niall's lips are mere inches from mine, he keeps teasing me by brushing his lips over mine. I have a love/hate for this. I love it because I love when he teases me he makes me want him more, but I hate it because it makes me want him more and he's delaying it. If that makes sense. I move my lips closer to his and he finally gives in. He smooth lips kiss me softly and slowly. I thought the teasing was done, clearly it's not. He takes me bottom lip between his teeth and gently tugs it.

I begin to pull his shirt up his torso until his hands stop mine and pins them to my sides.

"Be patient," he whispers in my ear and it sends tingles down my back. He leaves small wet kisses from just below my ear, to the bottom of my neck by my collar bone. His hands are still holding mine down and it's making me restless. I just want to move past this part rip his shirt off.

He finally releases his grip of my hands and with the other hand that wasn't holding himself, he rubs small circles into my hip. When Niall stops, I'm disappointed because what he was doing felt good but I know what's coming would feel better. He shifts so I can sit up and he pulls my shirt over my head, and I do the same for him. We throw our discarded shirts onto the floor without a care of where they landed.

Niall goes back to his previous position which was leaning over me. He kisses me for a moment, then moves down my neck, down my chest and all the way down my stomach. I'm really sensitive just below my belly button, so when he reached that spot it was hard to stay still. I think now that he knows another one of my weaknesses, he'll use that as advantage. I know this because when I felt me move he looked up at me and smirked.

I suddenly feel really stupid in these stupid donut pants. Definitely not the best things to be wearing before sex. But in my defence I did not know this was going to happen today. Well actually that's not technically true, whenever Niall and I get together there's always that chance it'll happen.

With one finger he unties the string that makes the pants fit tighter around my waist. He hooks his finger around the waist band and slowly pulls at them. I lift my hips so he can pull them down. I'm relieved that I put on a cute pair of panties to make up for the donuts. I lift my hips up again for him to pull those down as well, but he pushes my hips down and raises an eyebrow with yet another smirk.

With his finger he traces the lace pattern of my panties and it catches me off guard. This teasing needs to stop because I don't know how long I'm going to last of he continues this. When he stops tracing, he slowly pulls them off me. I'm relieved because I hope he's finally going to do something other than teasing me.

He comes up to kiss me, this time instead of it being a slow pace, it's hard and full of passion. This isn't what I had expected but it's better. He moves his hand over inbetween my legs and begins to touch me. He makes small circles. I reach for his jeans and begin to unbutton them. Without stopping, he uses his other hand to once again pin back my hands. I find it incredible how just one of his hands can hold down both of mine.

"Niall," I whine. Now he's just being mean.

"You have no idea how wet you are." he whispers again.

After saying that, he slowly puts a finger in me, followed by another one. He moves them slowly in and out and this amazing feelings rushes through me. My hips buck up and I begin to shift. He slows down his pace when I start letting out small gaspy moans.

When he stands up to take off his pants, I begin to feel like we're forgetting something.

Condom.

"Niall wait." I stop him just before he brings down his boxers.

"What?"

"We're forgetting something.." I wait to see if he'll realize it too.

"Oh fuck," he puts his hand to his forehead. "I don't have one."

Without a word I reach over to me nightstand and pull out the drawer I put the condoms in. So Avery was right after all. I toss Niall the condom.

"When did you-"

"I can tell you the story later just.." I can my hand. "Speed it up."

He does the exact opposite of speeding it up. Should've seen that one coming. He just wants to torture me tonight.

"Niall please." I whine.

"I love it when you beg." He teases and bit my cheek to keep myself from laughing.

He slowly brings himself into me and I let out a small gasp. He begins to thrust into me and kisses that weak spot on my neck. My hand uncontrollably grabs onto his hair and the other one grips his back. The faster he goes the tighter I hold on to him. My nails rake his back and I hope I'm not hurting him. He's been at that same spot on my neck and I can feel the blood rushing there. I can definitely except a mark there. When his thrusts become more forceful and deeper I know that he's closer and so am I. My breathing is fast and short. Niall lets out little moans which eventually gets louder as he continues.

I finish just seconds before he does. Neither of us move from our spots on the bed as we calm down.

"I love you," his voice is raspy and thick. "I love you so much." He kisses me softly at first, but quickens the pace after a few moments. I'm waiting for a chance to say I love him too but I don't want this to stop.

Minutes later he rests his forehead on mine and I take this as an opportunity. "I love you too."

He rolls over to the empty space beside me. I then turn on to my side so I can face him. Little beads of sweat are on his forehead close to his hair line. His hair looked so nice and perfect when he came over now it's just one big mess. I don't even want to imagine what mine looks like.

"So," he lets out breath. "When did you get those condoms?" That smirk is back.

"Avery gave them to me earlier today." I answer.

"She bought them?"

"Yeah, that girl has no shame I'm telling you."

"Well there really shouldn't be any shame in a girl buying condoms." He brings to his chest and I rest my head on him.

"I'd get nervous if that were me."

"Sarah you get nervous for everything." He laughs.

"Not everything.." I mumble.

"What don't you get nervous about then?"

That's a good question. One that I'm not sure I can find an answer to. There's got to be something I don't get nervous about.

"Can't think of anything?" He interrupts my thoughts.

"Not a thing."

"That's ok, just don't be nervous about anything when I'm around." I take comfort in Niall's words because I know he means them.

Our moment is interrupted when I hear my phone ring on my dresser. I throw Niall's tshirt on because it the first thing I see and also the most convenient.

When I see Nathan's name on my phone screen I know exactly why he's calling. Nathan is in one of classes and we got out in a group for an assignment. Ever since we got this thing he calls to ask silly questions that I know he knows the answers to and he asks to see if I need any help. I think it's because he likes me but I don't know if that's true or I'm just being self absorbed.

"Hello?" I answer.

"Hey Sarah,"

"Hi Nathan," I sigh. I can hear Niall sit up on the bed as I say Nathan.

"How's the project going? Need help?" Here we go again.

"Umm not really, when is this thing due again?"

"December 12th." He replies.

That day will be the day I can finally stop receiving his calls.

"What Niall?" I distance my mouth from the phone. "Ok! I'm coming." I know Niall didn't say anything but I need to get off the phone and let Nathan know I have a boyfriend because I've been trying to drop that bomb but I didn't know how. Until now at least. "I gotta Nathan, my boyfriend needs me."

"Oh," his tone is low. "Well then I'll see you later. Bye Sarah."

"Bye Nathan." I hang up.

I turn around to Niall and he looks really confused.

"Who the fucks Nathan?"

"He's in my group for a school assignment and he doesn't leave me alone." Before I sit down on the bed, I put my panties back on.

"So he likes you?" Niall presses.

"No he doesn't." I object.

"If he doesn't leave you alone and he calls you that this time of night Sarah, he likes you."

"Since when does the time matter when you call someone?"

"It matters when he likes you."

"Well I don't like him so it doesn't matter."

Niall sighs and lets the argument die. So I decide to change the topic.

"I'm keeping this shirt by the way."

"Good, it looks better on you anyway." He grins. "I have another one in my bag ." He begins to look around for his boxers, but they're on my side of the bed so I toss them to him. He blushes.

"Can you toss me my jeans too please?"

I pick up his heavy jeans hand them to him as well.

"We're going shopping tomorrow."

"Perfect, are we going to Victoria's Secret?" He pulls his boxers up.

I scoff and throw a pillow at him, but he catches it and puts it back on the bed.

"No, I meant for you."

"But I don't need a bra." He points to his bare chest.

"You're cute, but I meant you're getting new jeans tomorrow."

"What's wrong with my jeans?" He holds them up to inspect them.

"For starters there's a massive hole by the knee."

"So?"

I roll my eyes and get off the bed. I walk over to Niall and close the space between us.

"You're getting new jeans tomorrow." I slap his butt and walk out of the room to get a water bottle. I don't know what got into me just then but I can't stop laughing.



(So I haven't written a dirty chapter in a while so I hope you guys enjoyed this one! Just letting you guys know now that since it's Christmas season, I'll be working a bit more now since I work in the mall. And I've got a fuckton of projects and homework that's been assigned lately so if I don't update for a few days that's why. Thank you so much for reading please vote! :) <3 )