Frat Boy Niall

FRAT BOY NIALL XII

After Y/N left, I took Ryan out to the cinema, just to be away from Mum. Ryan slept with me that night since I was afraid that she might take him away with her again, just like she did the last time after we had a fight. I’m worried sick about the little fellow, I don’t want her to raise him, but I can’t do shit about it and I hate it. The most I can do is take care of him when I’m home. She called one of her no good exes over and we could hear them fuck in the other room, it made me sick. I couldn’t believe someone could act like that around their children.

Okay, I’m 19, I know what sex is and I have it, but it’s not okay for me to have to listen to my mother fuck a different guy every night. Ryan is so young, he shouldn’t be listening to her moans by any means, this is so fucked up. I wish I had the money to move away and take him with me. I understand why Dad left her, I’d leave her too. No one could stand being with a bitch like her. She was always getting drunk, she lost her job and wanted to fight with him all the time and then she cheated on him, so he left. I just wish he had taken us with him sometimes. Things would be so much better for us all if that happened the way I wanted it to.

Right after Ryan fell asleep, I got a text. It was from Y/N, and I wasn’t expecting her to text me at all, she never did that and she knew that I didn’t do that either, except if it was about sex. Then we could chat all night.

I hope you’re alright, x 

I was a bit of freaked out by her message. I know she meant well, but I took it the wrong way. I don’t want a girl to go and try to get closer to me. There’s no such thing as close and she knew it.

Just asking because of your mom, don’t take it the wrong way

I chuckled when she sent me the text a few minutes later. She really did know something about me. 

I’d take you anyway you want

I smiled to myself knowing she’d probably laugh at the text, but pretend to be mad at me for texting her that.

I know you would ;)

You owe me a favor, so it’s gonna happen soon

After I typed that, I closed my eyes and just remembered everything we did earlier that day. Just thinking about it instantly got me hard. She was really something when it came to sex, you wouldn’t just do her because of the sex, if you get me. She moans and she scratches your back and she wriggles and she just looks sensitive and pleased, and you enjoy doing things to her. I hate foreplay, I just love blow jobs and sex, not really a fan of pleasing some random slut. I’m not gonna get my face into something that has had at least a dozen dicks in it. I don’t have a problem with that when it comes to Y/N. She’s not that kind of girl. Whenever we do stuff, she genuinely seems to be enjoying whatever I’m doing to her, and it makes me feel good, which is kind of worrying, if you ask me. I can’t be focusing on someone else instead of me, at least I shouldn’t be.

Yeah, it better be soon, you have to finish what you’ve started

I smiled to myself as the image of that went through my mind. I couldn’t wait for the party tomorrow night, I knew I was gonna hit it and I was gonna hit it good.

The next day I took Ryan out to get something to eat because Mum was having vodka for lunch, her specialty. I can’t wait to finish college and move the fuck out of there and take him with me. In the middle of our lunch, Jake called me. 

-Hey man, what’s up?-I answered the phone as I handed the bread to Jake. 

-Listen, are you coming tonight? We’re going to buy the booze now, you coming?