Stealer || Niall Horan

Chapter 25

Smut-ish scene ⚠️ I didn't write this smut but a good friend of mine did. (I forgot who the hell wrote this)

"Niall..." I start as he lays his hand on my thigh while we watch a movie.

"Yeah?" He asks, his eyes not leaving the screen.

I did it again. I lied to Niall about Liam. I didn't tell him what he did. I feel guilty. I can't just tell him right now, can I?

I have to! I can't continue lying to him. I feel bad, after all he is my husband.

I sigh and get up.

"I'm sorry I did this again Niall, I didn't mean to lie but I just couldn't tell you at the moment," I start and Niall quickly shifts his attention from the Tv to me, turning it off in the process.

"I knew you would get mad and I didn't want that, I was already stressed enough but now-" I start pacing back and forth as Niall cuts me off by grabbing my arm and making me look at him.

"What are you blabbering about?" He asks already clenching his jaw, I think he knew what happened. I quickly look down and get ready for what's to come.

"Liam kissed me. He kissed me when I went to see him. I didn't just get food. I went to him. I lied because I just couldn't tell you Niall," I say as he forces me to look up at him and keeps my chin in his grasp.

"I'm sorry." I whisper as I see his expression change completely. He's mad and that scares me.

"I know you told me to stay away but I feel as though I broke your relationship with him! I wanted to fix it!" I say as Niall's grip around my arm tightens and his grip on my chin remains. I'm scared of him hurting me.

"Niall you're hurting me." I whisper out and he releases his grip on me and starts to drag his hands through his hair.

He's mad.

No, no he's not mad. He's furious.

*swing*

He swings his fist across the table making things fall and break. Then he turns to me and I stay still, in shock.

What if he's just like my mother?

"Did I not fucking tell you to stay away from him?!" He says his voice very low but with so much anger.

"Niall you can't tell me what to do!" I yell and he freezes. He then gets even more mad and starts to make his way to me.

"Don't you think I know what's right for you?!" He yells again as he gets closer and closer to me. I can't help but feel angry, I fucking did that for him! I wanted to help their friendship.

"I did this for you, you ass! For your friendship!" I yell at him as I try to smack him but he catches my wrist and backs me up into the wall. I flinch at the sudden movement and he leans in real close and whispers,

"Wanna try that again, sweetheart?" I've never seen this side of Niall, he's so mad. I can't help but feel scared. I feel as though Niall took notice of this and changed it all completely.

He smashed our lips together as he pushed his body against mine. My body colliding with the wall and somewhat hurting me but I didn't care.

All I cared about was Niall and the way his body felt against mine. And his lips, his soft lips. This kiss felt so urgent, it felt so needed.

His hands travel down my waist and his fingers start to pull on my shirt. He parts our lips as he lifts my shirt up leaving me with just my bra on and jeans.

His lips travel down my jaw and he roughly sucks on my neck leaving me helpless. I bite my bottom lip to keep me from making any sounds.

I couldn't help it, he was pleasuring me too much. A soft moan escaped my lips and I could feel him smirking. He knew what he was doing to me. He knew how I would react.

"I'm going to show you why, I know what's best for you, and who." He says lowly in between each kiss.

I stop kissing him and wait. He starts to kiss me but I don't, I smirk and then pull myself away from him.

Two can play at that game Niall. I start to walk over to the couch making him wait and get desperate.

"Oh no you don't." He says quickly grabbing me by my waist and hugging me from behind. I could feel how desperate he was.

I turn around and move closer to him almost colliding our lips together but I didn't. I brush my lips across his and start to laugh as he gets more anxious.

"Don't tease me Alex." He smirks while holding me tighter against him so I could feel him.

"Then this wouldn't be fun." I whisper into his ear and I could feel his body tense up. I kiss his neck and then he loses it. He moves me onto the couch and quickly slips his shirt off. He lays on top of me, kissing me with so much lust.

My hands travel down from his now bare chest to the hem of his pants. I tug on them and he gets the hint and quickly takes them off. He then looks down at me on me and smirks. What is he thinking about?

He starts to trail kisses from my jaw to my stomach, and then to the hem of my pants. Then he looks up at me signaling that, that was his payback.

He unbuttons my pants and slips them off slowly. I understand how he felt now. He starts to now trail kisses even further down to my thighs leaving me breathless.

"Now you know." He says while kissing my inner thigh and leaving his mark. That's gonna be a purple shade tomorrow morning.

He quickly comes back up and starts kissing me again more roughly, my hands traveling around his perfect body.

I bring my hands to meet with his and push him off, making him fall to the ground and that's when I take my turn. More teasing coming his way.

I quickly push my body on top of his and start to kiss him again.

"My turn." I say as I guide my lips to his jawline and down. I make my mark on his neck. His hands travel along my curves and stop at my thighs as he grips them tight. I can tell he's holding it in so I suck harder and that's when a soft moan escapes his lips.

I continue to trail kisses down to the hem of his boxers just like he did to me.

When I get to his boxers I look up and make sure he's looking at me. I grab the hem of his boxers with my mouth and slightly pull them down. Then I come back up to meet with his pearly blue eyes and place myself directly on top of his growing spot.

I love teasing him just like he loves teasing me.

I then start to kiss him again while his hands wrap around my waist and he pushes my waist up and down. He was pleasing himself.

"I love you." He whispers in between kisses.

"I love you too." I whisper back.

This is how the night continues, more teasing and eventually the full thing. It wasn't our first time so we knew exactly what we were doing.

Ever since marrying Niall I haven't hated myself, his fans stopped being mean and I've stopped caring. I'm actually comfortable with myself. Meaning we do this a lot.

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