Silence (Niall Horan)

Chapter 30

Niall's POV

"I want to." and with that, my lips were back on hers. Her hand tugging at my hair as a moan escaped my mouth. Pressing my cold body onto hers made goosebumps rise on her skin.

"But you're pregnant." I pull away.

"So?" She smiles and I do the same.

My hands move down to her hips as they rock against mine. The already-formed bulge presses onto her and she tugs at my hair harder. I love the way she instantly responds to me that way. Even if her mind is pretending to enjoy this, her body defiantly is. My conscience tells me too pull away to grab a condom, but what's the point now?

My hands move to her back, brushing her soft skin. I place a small kiss on her neck and continue down to her collar bone. My hands quickly unhook her bra and I throw it across the bed. As I move my hands down, she has already removed her panties. I slip my boxers off and look back up to her pushing her hair behind he ear.

"I'm still pissed off that that fucker is here." I shake my head.

"I have heard angry sex is the best." She smiles.

"Well we will have to figure that out won't we?" And I'm inside of her.

She lets out a small whimper and closes her eyes. I back out and push into her again. Her hands fly to my back and her fingernails dig into my skin. With each thrust, her fingers move down my back. My hands are resting at the side of her head.

"You're so beautiful." I moan out.

My speed begins to increase and the pressure on my stomach begins to form. She opens her eyes and looks straight into mine. Her hands move from my back to my biceps and she grips hardly. She shuts her eyes again and she back arches up. Her hands lazily fall on the bed and she tugs at the sheets. She whimpers and screams my name as she comes around me.

"Look at me." I demand once her breathing is back to normal. Her eyes open and look straight at me. That was all I needed to send me over the top. I throw my head back and screw my eye shut.

I collapse at her side as we both catch our breaths. I feel her grab my hand and squeeze it tightly. I roll onto my side and rest my heard on my palm. Her eyes are closed and I begin to count each time she inhales and exhales. After what seems like 100 of each, she opens her eyes.

"What?" She says as she shifts into the same position as me.

"Nothing." I smile.

I look down at her body and she quickly covers it with the sheets. Her cheeks turn bright red and I can't help but laugh. It's entertaining how shy she is about all of this.

"Come here." I motion my two fingers and she moves in closer, resting her head on my chest.

"I want us to trust each other. To be able to tell each other everything and anything. I don't want any more of this fighting. Especially over him." I play with her hair as the words leave my mouth. She stays quiet for a few seconds and finally nods.

"You should know something about me that nobody else knows." I take a deep breath. "When I was about nine years old, I went over to my friend's house and spent the night. He had an older sister that was about fourteen years old. I wasn't the only one that was spending the night. Three other boys were also there. We spent the night just watching movies and playing games. My friends wanted to keep playing games but i was already too tired. I headed upstairs to his bedroom and his sister had another friend, the same age, over. Her door was slightly open and I heard a lot of giggling coming from the room so I decided to go see what was so funny. They had their laptop open and they were both sitting in front of it. As soon as they saw me, they quickly shut it. They stared at me for a few seconds before her friend turned to her and whispered something into her ear. My friend's sister looked up at me and smiled. They asked me to go sit with them and watch what they were watching. Her friend locked the door and turned off the lights. I was really sleepy but I wanted to know what they were seeing. After one minute of watching it, I knew it was something very... inappropriate. I wasn't comfortable watching it but they kept laughing and stuff like that. After five minutes, her friend paused it and asked me if I wanted to do something fun. They told me to pull my jeans and underpants off. I didn't want to at first but they kept pushing me. When I did, they began... touching me. I was really scared and started to cry. I didn't like how any of this felt. It was very uncomfortable. Then they pulled off their jeans and panties and began touching each other. They made me watch them as they began to do other stuff like... finger themselves. After that, they ate each other out. It was really weird and I begged them to let me leave. They told me that if I told anyone what happened, that they would blame it on me. I left to my friends room and fell asleep. The next morning, I called my mum to pick me up and I never talked to my friend again. From that day on, I somehow began to hate girls. I would wonder if they were all like that. I was really scared to be near a girl so I began to become the scary one. Most of all, I wanted revenge. I wanted to feel the power that they had over me. I made a joke out of it with Zayn but deep down, it was a plan. I wanted revenge. After I got caught, I knew it was wrong. It didn't make me feel any better. In fact, it made me feel worse. I felt guilt and I was disgusted with myself."