Make Me Break (n.h. + h.s.)(Punk!Niall)

Chapter Thirty-Four (MATURE)

So I'm a huge liar, and this actually isn't the last chapter. I'm also putting smut in it, but I think you guys are mature enough to skip over it if you don't wanna read it. I'm warning you now, so yeah. I've also decided that Stuck In The Middle by Boys Like Girls is Narry's song in this story. Wattpad is being stupid and won't let me post the video on the side.

-Connie

Chapter Thirty-Four

"I just need a chance Harry.... Please... I just need a chance." He looked at me with hope in his eyes, still biting his lip. I took in a steady breath, biting my own lip as I finally connected eyes with him once more. My heart stopped beating, almost like it did every time I so much as glanced at him.

Right now, standing in front of me was the boy I had fought so hard to be with.

My Niall was standing in front of me, tears streaming down his face, his hair still damp from the pouring rain. 

He was my Niall, and I almost let my hurt blind me from that fact. 

For so long I had thought he was lost, unable to ever come back to me... but here he was, begging for a chance. 

That's all we've ever asked of each other really, second chances. 

"I...." 

The hope in his eyes started to fade the longer I took to answer him, but if I was honest, I didn't know my answer. 

For the longest time I told myself I'd never let him in again, I'd never let him break me....

But as he stands here in front of me, it reminded me of the way things used to be. How happy and carefree we used to be... and it made me want them back. I wanted to lay in bed with Niall night after night, waking up with him tracing the tattoos that adorned my skin. 

I wanted to wake up with a smile on my face as the sun peaks through the curtains, hitting Niall's face just right. 

I wanted what was in the past, but who exactly was I to say it wouldn't be in our future?

I actually was the one who could make that all disappear though.... It was all up to me, and I felt like I had the weight of the world on my shoulders. 

I took another big breath, running a hand through my hair. I looked at him one more time before I finally decided.

"Niall, you have seriously put me through hell. I have fought so hard for so long, and I asked you for a chance... Do you remember that?"

"Yeah... I remember." He looked down at his shoes, shuffling his feet as he did so.

"You never really did give me a chance, instead you disappeared... You left me thinking I could never be enough.... Then I thought you were dead, and that... that was hard. I couldn't cope. Even the thought of living without you was unbearable... If it weren't for Lizzie, I would've joined you... I almost did too. But there you were, sitting next to me with those soft eyes... God Niall, I want to hate you, I wish I could hate you.... but I can't. No matter how hard I've tried... I can never hate you, because dammit, when I look at you... I'm reminded of old times when it was just you and me, staying up late to watch the sun... I miss those days, and I want them back." Niall's head snapped up in surprise, a soft smile on his face. 

"I want them back too Haz... God I want them back so badly." He whispered, finally getting close enough to touch me. He placed his hand softly against my cheek before kissing me ever so softly. 

"I love you Harry... I love you so fucking much it kills me every second you're away from me." 

"Less talking, more kissing." I said, slamming my lips against his once more. His hand left my face, going to the back of my neck where some of my curls rested. His fingers wrapped in them, giving them a soft tug. I let out a moan, my hands leaving my sides and going to Niall's shirt. I snaked them underneath it, outlining his well defined abs. It had felt like such a long time since I last had a chance to touch him. My back hit against the wall, but I didn't care about the pain. Instead I started to pull at Niall's shirt, whimpering for him to take it off. 

"Are you sure?" I nodded, tugging at it some more.

"Just take the dammed thing off Niall." He chuckled, shaking his head at me, but did as I asked anyways. Almost instantly though, his lips were pressed against mine again, trailing down my neck and resting on my collarbones. His hands moved down my back, and gripping my ass once he reached it. 

"Up." He mumbled against my lips, and I wrapped my legs around his torso. He didn't even bother to carry me to the bedroom, instead he tossed me onto the couch, crawling on top of me almost immediately. I groaned as his growing erection rubbed just right over mine, and I found my hands fumbling with the button on his pants. Niall chuckled at me, nipping softly at the place between my neck and collar bone. I huffed in annoyance as I was unable to get the dammed thing to do what I wanted it to. This only made Niall laugh more, finally moving from my collarbones to look me in the eyes.

"I love you." 

"Take off your pants." I grumbled, glaring at his smirk. 

"I don't think I will quite yet, you're still fully clothes... Let's get that taken care of shall we?" He took his sweet time with my clothes the bastard, his hand purposely touching the tent in my jeans as he did so. The damn prick.

"Stop being such a tease." I whimpered after the fifth time he touched me. He smirked again, and all I wanted to do was wipe it right off. Niall eventually gave into my wishes though, taking my pants and my boxers off. His followed quickly after that. His hands traveled along my body, and he left a trail of kisses in his wake. 

"I'm gonna open you up babe..." He whispered against my stomach.

"Wait... We need lube... I haven't bottomed for a long time..." Niall nodded, sitting up a little before standing up from the couch. He didn't take long, maybe a few seconds, but he was right back on top of me. The loud click of him opening the bottle filled the empty house, and I felt the excitment bubble in my stomach. I took a deep breath when I felt his hand near my entrance, and let it out when his finger went in. It didn't take long before I was a whimpering mess underneath him, practically begging him to get inside me already. 

When he did it was like our first time all over again. My hands gripped at the skin on his back, leaving red crescant marks against his milky white skin. He was so slow and gentle with me, and it eventually got too much for me. 

I started to cry, placing my face into the crook of his neck. He stopped almost instantly, going to pull out of me.

"Don't. I'm okay... I promise." I whispered, hiccuping slightly.

"Haz, you're crying..." 

"I've just missed this... I've missed you." He smiled softly at me, wiping some of my tears away with the pad of his thumb. 

"I've missed you too." He whispered 

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I opened my eyes a few hours later, feeling a warm body next to me. The sun was coming through the curtains, and I turned around to smile at Niall. 

The sun was touching his face, making him look like an angel... My angel. 

I smiled softly, this was my future, and there was nothing that would change it. 

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I'm pretty sure you guys are sick of my bitch lying self. I am too....

But I wanted a couple chapters of Narry fluff before I ended it. I have the ending planned and ready so yeah... 

I'm shooting for this story to end about Chapter 40, but we'll see how that works out. 

Dedication: 

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PPS: what do you think happened to Louis?