Chancy .AU. ||Niall Horan•Frat boy||

10.

-Lola's Pov-

Today was the day. The past few days haven't been as painful as this one. Mostly because Niall kept me company or I was constantly thinking about him, but today? Today was the day I had to say good bye to my Dad.

As I boarded the plane, the music playing in my ears was cut off. My eyes looked up too see a bored flight attendant. Well? Rude much.

Nobody knew my dad had died, except for Niall. He dragged it out of me which caused more pain. Sitting on the plane I fidgeted with the lace off my black skirt. Yes I am wearing a long skirt again. Just because I am going to be in contact with my mother again.

Before I knew it we had landed in New York. When I stepped off the plane my eyes wandered over the hundreds of people waiting too be reconnected with their families. Of course my mother will just shove a dress in my face and pretend to be happy per-usual.

I took a cab from the airport too home. It looked the same. The same red door, black windows. The house was terraced. My eyes scanned the tree to my left. And there, as I thought it would be it was. Dad and my name was carved into the tree trunk.

My hand lay on the foreign door handle. Should I just walk in? Just as I was about too push down my mother opened and crushed me into a hug.

As I took in her appearance, she looked weak and resembled a zombie. Her usual red lipstick was a pale pink and her face was barely touched with foundation. The grey was shining through her brown hair.

"Hi Lolandé. How are you darling?" She mumbled into my collarbone.

"Not good at all mother" I whispered clutching her tightly.

"You leave tomorrow don't you" And she was back.My head nodded up and down.

When I got home I took a long soothing bath. The funeral was tonight, everyone was coming apparently. So as my mother said "best outfit and perfect smiles Lolandé" How am I related too her. I dispise her so much.

When we went out back everyone was seated. My mother and I, both dressed in black dresses made our way to the front. In the first row we sat, right in front of the coffin my father is laying in right now. As the priest said mass I couldn't help but stare at the covered coffin. He was gone. Even though he was never at home due to his work I loved him and missed him dearly.

"And now can we keep silent for Mr. Smiths daughter Lolandé too give her speech." The priest announced distracting me from my inner thoughts.

"Ehem Well I don't know where too start. Even with his work coming in the way off family time he was always there for me. Even if it was just a phone call away. He use too give the best advice-" As my eyes searched over the crowd my green, dull eyes met electrical blue ones. He shied away back into the crowd.

"Sorry as I was saying he was a great dad and I am going to miss him truly. "People "awh'd" and some people sobbed, but I didn't care. I wanted too know why the hell Niall Horan is at my fathers funeral.

It was a bit less too say I am fuming because he shouldn't be here. He definitely was not invited.

When the ceremony ended I stomped up to his place on the patio. Without anyone seeing me I grabbed the collar of his crisp white shirt and dragged him upstairs too my bedroom.

"Why the hell are you here!" I yelled between my teeth, making it sound hissed.

"I had too come" He innocently answered. Ha innocent my ass.

"Cut the crap Niall why ar-" Lips met mine and they automatically started moving in sync.

"Please" Kiss "Shut" Kiss" Up" Kiss. Niall's tongue swirled around my mouth in a hungry manor. His fingers pressed hard into my hips causing me too moan into his mouth. His hands hooked underneath my thighs and brought me up to his height. Ever so carefully, he walked towards my bed and dropped me on it. He plunged on top of me and raped my neck with forceful kiss. It was more enjoyable that I thought It would've been.

As he reached for the hem of my dress I moaned quietly. He, as a pro slid it up too my stomach leaving me exposed to him in my "Hello Kitty" Boxer shorts. His long fingers traced over my area through the panties. Then as usual he slide those down too. He reached his head down too my area and breathed hot are onto it. His sharp tongue slowly, teasing me licked over my clit.

"N-n-Niall" His head snapped up and he smirked down at me. Then he pounded his fingers roughly inside me. The more my breathing escalated the faster he would pump.

Lastly, he sucked his fingers dry after he pulled them out and smiled down at me before helping me get my panties back up.

"Are you going to leave now?" I asked from the the wardrobe, where I was packing to leave for College again.

"No" My mouth broke out into a smile bigger than ever before. I finally ruined my happy mood as I began too think. What are we? Friends? Fuck buddies? Or are we dating?

-A.F