From Hate To Lust

Chapter One

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This was supposed to be a normal Saturday night. We were going to party like crazy, not caring about anything and simply enjoying ourselves. Turned out it wouldn’t be a normal night…in fact this night would change everything.
It was almost a rule at college to party whenever you could. So tonight there was a party at a small lake which was close to our college. Everyone was there, at least everyone who was popular at college or who wanted to be. Which were quite a lot of people. The music boomed out of huge speakers someone had in their black jeep. It was parked in the sand, all of the four doors and the trunk were open to make the music sound better and louder. And trust me it was loud. There was a huge amount of alcohol in the trunk – beer, vodka, rum, whiskey, tequila. Everything you could possibly want and everything you’d need to get wasted.
Me and my… my, uh, I guess I should call him my boyfriend, just arrived. We used to be together for a couple of months, but then we broke up like five weeks ago. I wasn’t sure what I really wanted, to be honest. Jayden was a cute guy, he looked good and he cared. But actually I didn’t have a hard time after we’d split up. I had been okay with it. He had begged me to try again though, so here I was. Accompanied by my ex-boyfriend who wanted me back. We’ve had a couple of dates during the last week and I knew he meant it. I was struggling though.
He kept glancing at my body and complimenting me while we were walking through the sand. It was a warm night and I had a tight black dress on. Underneath I wore my red bikini. A couple of bitches in tight bikinis were showing their bodies off, giggling drunkenly already. I rolled my eyes as we passed them.
I actually wanted a drink but as my eyes moved to the black jeep again, I changed my mind immediately. My mood fell when I saw that blonde haired bastard pretending to own this place. He and his clique were standing around the trunk in a small half circle. Everyone around was watching him with way too much interest, if you ask me. He stood there, holding a bottle of beer in his hands, talking to his lads, cracking jokes. He wore a white and blue snapback, a white tank top with some random pattern on it and light brown shorts. Girls were giggling whenever he said something, drooling over him. He acted like he didn’t notice most of the time, only once in a while he’d wink at a random girl, making her blush. More and more people started to crowd around him and his fucking clique.
His name was Niall. Niall Horan. Obviously he was gorgeous. I didn’t even want to deny it, I couldn’t. His face was beautiful – he had mesmerizing blue eyes and full, pink lips which were shaped quite perfect. Niall was skinny and not really that tall. His body looked hot though, he was muscular but not too much. Just perfect. So yes, he was definitely the hottest guy at college but he was also the most arrogant person I’ve ever met. He knew exactly how good he looked like and what kind of effect he had on people. He was a cocky little shit, flirted with every girl he wanted to and fucked around without even caring about the bitches he banged. Most girls didn’t care about the fact that he was a jerk though. Instead they seemed to be keen on getting fucked by Horan. If they didn’t succeed however some of them usually tried to get a thing going with one of his lads. Niall was the leader of their little clique which happened to be the most popular one at college. His lads were called Zayn, Liam, Harry and Louis. All of them were attractive and I reckon all of them were jerks. To be honest, I didn’t really know them much. And it was better this way. There were two kinds of people: the ones who loved Niall fucking Horan and his clique and the ones who’d just like to puke whenever they saw one of them. Well guess what kind of person I am? Right, I’d like to puke on their expensive shoes.
“Wanna dance?” Jayden asked me, grabbing my hand. I smiled, happy to get distracted and nodded, letting him lead me towards the dancing crowd. He wrapped his arms around me as we started to dance to the rhythm of the music. I could feel his lips at my neck, kissing and biting it slightly. His grip around me tightened and I moved my hands to his hips as we kept dancing. After a moment or two he leaned back a little to look at me hungrily. He winked and smiled at me, leaning in again, pressing his soft lips against mine. He was a really good kisser. I kissed back gently, moving one of my hands into his dark hair. When he pushed his tongue against my lips, I parted mine slightly, letting it enter my mouth. We moved our lips in sync for a couple of minutes.
“Wow babe,” he commented as we broke the kiss, sounding a bit out of breath. I grinned at him.
“I’m gonna get us a drink, okay?” he offered.
“Yes please, I need to get drunk,” I answered. Honestly I couldn’t stand not being drunk tonight. It was a warm Saturday night and we were at a lake so all of us needed to get wasted as soon as possible. Jayden laughed.
“That’s my girl, wait here, I’ll be right back,” he said and walked into the direction of the jeep. His girl? I wasn’t sure about that yet, and it made me feel uncomfortable with the whole situation. I sighed and watched some people dancing when suddenly someone grabbed my shoulder. Jayden had just left, he could hardly be back. I turned around to find myself staring right into a pair of crystal clear blue eyes. I automatically took a step back and my eyes grew wide – more of shock than anything else – as I saw Niall Horan standing really close to me. There was a grin on his pretty little face when he saw my reaction. Fucking bastard. He moved closer to my body and pressed his lips against my ear.
“He’s not good enough for you babe, I’ve told you before” he breathed. Well, yes. He had. Of course it had been at a party, about half a year ago, when I’d actually been together with Jayden.

I stood at the side of the dance floor, watching my boyfriend Jayden as he stood at the bar, waiting to order. Someone walked up to me and I moved my gaze to see who it was. I was shocked to see Niall Horan, wearing a tight white t-shirt, skinny blue jeans and a blue snapback – looking hot as usual. He stopped right in front of me and smiled.
“Hey baby,” he said, leaning in a little. “I’m sure you already know” – he grinned cockily – “but anyways, I’m Niall. What’s your name, love?” I cocked one of my eyebrows, looking at him questioningly. What could he possibly want? He had enough girls waiting for him to fuck them senseless, he didn’t have to come here and introduce himself as arrogantly as he just had.
“What do you want?” I asked, not interested in him at all. He seemed to be taken off guard by my behavior and looked puzzled for a moment. He moved closer, brushing his lips over my cheek, bringing them to my ear.
“Know your name, sexy,” he answered my question, gripping my hips slightly. I shoved his hands away, stepping back.
“I’m Caitlin. And that” – I gestured to the bar, pointing at Jayden – “is my boyfriend, Jayden.” I grinned and added: “Nice to meet you though, cheeky.”
His eyes widened and he looked at me in disbelieve. There probably weren’t many girls that turned him down just like that. Clearly he was offended. He narrowed his eyes, studying my face for a moment.
“You’re kidding me, right?” he said, smiling slightly.
“Nope,” I answered sounding bored, rolling my eyes at him.
“Well, Caitlin, he’s not good enough for you,” Niall spat. He seemed to be annoyed now.
“How would you know that, you don’t even know me. Go play, Niall,” I told him.
“You could do so much better,” he said disapprovingly.
“Go – play – Niall,” I repeated slowly, starting to get angry.
“Trust me babe, you’ll do better someday,” he said, arrogantly pointing at himself before turning around and stalking away.

I put my hands on his chest and pushed him away from me.
“Fuck off, Horan,” I hissed, making him laugh. He quickly moved his hands over mine, softly pressing my palms against his smooth chest.
“Don’t think so,” he said, clearly enjoying himself.
“This is not funny,” I said angrily as I tried to free my hands from his grip. “Let go of me, you creepy sucker!”
He laughed loudly. Even his laugh sounded cute, he was such a perfect thing except for his stupid character.
“You’re cute, Caity,” he said and grinned, showing off his perfect white teeth. Caity? Was he fucking kidding me?
“Let go of me!” I demanded once more.
“Nah,” he said, pecking my cheek gently. His breath smelled of beer and whiskey. His lips were as soft as they looked like and this would’ve definitely felt good if he wasn’t such a prick.
“Stop, you arrogant bastard,” I tried again. I didn’t know what to do to escape him.
“Whoa, babe, you’ve hurt me now,” he said, leaning back a little, looking into my eyes.
“Then stop, Niall,” I said, staring back, taking in the beautiful colour of his eyes.
“Say please,” he whispered, his hot breath hitting my lips. His gaze grew more serious but I could still see mock in his eyes. I couldn’t believe this shit. He wasn’t seriously going to make me beg him to stop, right? Well, of course he was. He slowly rubbed his thumb across the back of my hand, continuing to look into my eyes, cocking one of his eyebrows.
I let out a loud sigh. I couldn’t believe he made me say please. But he did. “Please,” I mumbled feeling like shit to let him have that much control over me.
A smile spread across his full lips and he slowly removed his hands from mine while he kept looking at me. I rubbed my wrists a little, stepping back from him.
“I’m not gonna say thank you, in case you’re waiting for that,” I growled when he didn’t leave.
“Caitlin?” Jayden said, appearing next to Niall and me all of a sudden. “Everything alright?” he asked, watching us suspiciously. I noticed that he wasn’t the only one staring at us.
“Yes, Horan was just about to leave,” I said turning away from Niall and walking to Jayden’s side.
“Let’s get wasted,” I said taking the drink he’d gotten me and drinking all of it. I heard Niall’s laugh behind my back and turned around to see him grinning at me, before he walked over to his lads.
“Arrogant little shit,” Jayden hissed, watching him angrily. “What the fuck did he want?”
“Nothing, Jay, it’s alright,” I answered, stealing his drink, feeling like I needed a lot more alcohol in my body right now. Jayden didn’t even know about the first time Niall had talked to me in that club. I just didn’t think it was necessary to tell him.
“Since when is fucking Horan talking to you, what did he want, Caitlin?” Jayden looked at me, he was still angry.
“He just wanted to talk to me but I said I didn’t want to, that’s it,” I said while I was downing Jayden’s drink.
“Talk? More like fuck.” Clearly he was upset.
“God, it’s Horan, what do you expect from him? Just let him talk shit if he wants to, why do you even care?!” I was really annoyed right now. First Niall came over here, being that prick he was and now Jayden was angry at this whole situation. What the fuck? It wasn’t my fault that Horan decided to talk to me.
“I care when he walks up to you, trying to get you to fuck him because you’re my damn girlfriend and I’m in love with you!” Jayden said angrily. I stared at him. What did he just say? He seemed to realize it as well. His face grew softer again and he let out a sigh. I didn’t know what to reply. Holy fuck, I didn’t ever say we were actually back together. But since he just told me he was in love with me… I couldn’t turn him down, could I? This evening wasn’t like I had expected it to be. This really sucked, I just wanted to have a great time and now I felt like shit.
“I’m sorry, babe” he said, pecking my lips. I decided to let it fall, so I shrugged and said: “Can we just get some more alcohol and forget about this, please?”
I actually did mean everything. Niall Horan coming over, Jayden getting angry and telling me he was in love with me. And calling me his girlfriend again. Of course he thought I was talking about the whole Niall thing only, so he agreed and pulled me to the jeep. It wasn’t that I didn’t like Jayden. Of course I did and we’ve had a great time together… I just wasn’t sure if I really wanted to be with him again.
Luckily, Niall and his clique weren’t around the jeep anymore so we could just get some drinks. I had some tequila shots. That hot feeling in my throat and chest caused by the alcohol was exactly what I needed right now. I saw some girls staring at me and noticed one of them from earlier. She’d seen Niall and me before. I felt the urge to punch her in the face. Curious little fuck. For God’s sake she could just look for him and try to get him to shag her. Honestly it couldn’t be too hard to have a one night stand with him.
“Wanna go swimming with me?” Jayden asked suddenly, pointing towards the lake. The water looked black in the darkness of this summer night. A few stars were shining and the sky looked so peaceful. I smiled and agreed. Even though the sun had already set, it was still warm enough to take a quick swim. We walked closer to the water and I took my dress off, placing it next to Jayden’s clothes and backpack in the sand. He grabbed my hand and pulled me into the cold lake. The water was a lot colder than I had thought. Shit. I shivered as we got deeper into the lake. Careful not to get my face and hair wet, I started to swim. I tried my best to forget what had happened as I was swimming. I could feel the alcohol rushing through my body now, it made me feel a lot better. I giggled when Jayden wrapped his arms around my waist from behind me.
“Gotcha”, he said at my ear. He kissed my neck just like he did earlier and I let him do it. I would try to work things out with him. He said he was in love with me and I still liked him so I should give it a shot. I didn’t want to be a prick like other people at this party. We had history and maybe it would work once again.
“Jayden, I think I’ll get out, I’m freezing,” I told him, shivering again.
“Okay babe, I’ll come with you,” he agreed and we got out of the water. He handed me a small towel from his backpack and I dried my body as much as possible. I didn’t bring underwear so I had to keep my wet bikini on. When I bent down to grip my dress I couldn’t find it. “Jayden, did you take my dress?” I asked him.
“Nope, why?” he said and shot me a puzzled look. What the fuck was this? I would swear to anything on this planet that I had put it right there.
“Well, it is not here!” My voice cracked.
“What do you mean it’s not here?” He bent down and looked between his clothes, underneath and inside of his backpack. It wasn’t there. I was about to freak out. Not that I didn’t feel comfortable with being in a bikini only, since I wasn’t the only one anyways, but I was still freezing a bit from the cold water. Fucking shit.
“It can’t just disappear.” I was totally pissed off. This night was just getting worse and worse. Why? What could I’ve possibly done to deserve this?
“Looking for something?” A familiar voice called. I froze. No way. I looked up to see Niall Horan standing a few meters away from Jayden and me. I could see his mates standing close behind him, like bodyguards or something. Ridiculous.
He shot me a cocky grin and held my black dress up in his hand.
“Are you fucking kidding me, Horan?” I said angrily.
“What the fuck!?” Jayden spat at the same moment.
“Gotta say this smells really nice, honey,” Niall said, completely self confident. He continued to grin at me when he held my dress against his face, slightly closing his eyes as he inhaled its scent. I couldn’t believe this.
“Excuse me while I puke,” I hissed, pretending to be gagging. Niall watched me eagerly.
“Mhh, I could easily make you gag,” he said vainly and winked. “If you know what I mean.” Oh. My. God. He wasn’t even joking. Gross. Stupid prick.
“You’re disgusting,” I said.
“Excuse me!?” Jayden was burning with hate for Niall – I could hear it in his voice. He clenched his hands and growled angrily. Niall laughed, and I saw his lads moving closer to him, eyeing us carefully.
“Wow, this is really challenging,” he said appreciative.
“Give the damn dress back,” Jayden snarled. “I’m warning you, Horan.”
“Whoa, cool down, bastard,” Zayn said, stepping next to Niall to protect him. The other three guys followed Zayn’s move and came closer as well.
“You don’t wanna fight, do you?” Harry said, looking at Jayden questioningly. Liam flexed his muscles ominously.
“Jayden it’s not worth it,” I said, trying to cool him down. He wouldn’t have the slightest chance against Niall and his clique. I didn’t want him to get into a fight or do something stupid.
“Slow down everyone,” Niall said dominantly and held his hand up. His lads stepped back a few inches and nodded.
“So Jayden,” he began and swirled my dress around in his hands. “I’ve heard you’re supposed to be really good at basketball.” He raised his eyebrow. “I reckon it’s a rumour though, or are you actually good?”
“What do you want?” Jayden asked. I didn’t know what he was up to either. Niall was the captain of our college’s basketball team, and he was good as hell. I knew that Jayden used to play in his high school team but in college he didn’t join because of Niall. He just couldn’t stand him and I mean how could you blame him? Niall was such an arrogant jerk.
“You against me. You win and I’ll leave you alone. I win and I can have anything I want.”