*Niall's POV*
I walked in and saw JaneDoe on the couch. Can she fucking not?! She must've noticed me and looked at me. "What are you doing here you fucking slut?!" I snapped at her.
"I-i umm," she sat up.
"Who said you could be here? Ever?!" I yelled again. Harry knows I don't like her, what the hell.
"I umm, I don't know," she stood up. wearing Harry's clothes, what the fuck?
"And in Harry's clothes?!"
"Sorry, um I'll just go..," she walked into the bathroom and came out in her outfit from earlier. She folded the blanket as well as Harry's clothes, "I'm sorry," she mumbled.
"Why'd you do it?" I asked remembering Nicole's bruises.
"Why'd I do what?" she asked confused.
"Beat up Nicole," I looked at her seriously.
"Not this. I'm just not going to bother any of you anymore. I'm sorry."
"Jane?" Harry said coming out of his room.
"No Harry, Jane's leaving," I cut in.
"Yeaah, I'll see you at school," she mumbled something to herself.
"Why are you leaving?"
"She's a fucking bitch Harry, just let her leave. Just a slut, whore, bitch, and absolutely self centered," I yet again answered for her.
"Yup that's me," she rolled her eyes. "I'm sick of all this," and turned to leave.
"You shouldn't be, you're the one who caused it," I laughed.
"Yup," she then walked out.
"Finally! She's so goddamn annoying," I said and started taking off my shoes.
"What the fuck man? I had plans with her, you can't just go around putting in your unwanted opinion on everyone," he sighed.
"Since when did she mean anything to you? To anyone for that matter!" I spoke getting annoyed. Just yesterday he was telling me about what a bitch she is, now he's wanting her to stay at our house?
"She's cool Niall, she likes good music. We get along now, it's fine."
"I don't want her here, and neither should you."
"Get used to it you're going to see her more often," he laughed.
"This isn't funny Harry, she hurt Nicole, bad. She has bruises."
"People change Niall, I did." he said getting a pair of boots on.
"Are you chasing after her?"
"Of course, she's probably lost," he walked out.
I for one am so done. I scavenged the kitchen for a sweet, well not always sweet, but smooth remedy. After about 10 minutes of searching I found an old bottle of scotch and a case of beer. Well, I'm not drinking by myself. I carried the booze to the living room and slipped on some shoes. I bet Nicole would love to have some. I walked out of the house and headed towards my car. I drove down the road. Then saw Harry's car I flipped it off and continued down the road. Fuck him and his confusing fucking life. I parked in Nicole's driveway and walked my way up to the door. I knocked politely and waited. She opened the door in her pajamas. Green shorts and a white tank top, I ain't complaining though.
"Niall?" she smiled.
"Hey princess, I got home and realised, after a few a few minutes; why did I drop of Nicole? So here I am with some drinks, if you're into that?" I scratched the back of my neck nervously.
"Of course," she smiled, "C'mon in?" she opened the door more.
"Lovely house," I stepped in carrying the drinks.
"Thanks, want to go in my room?"
"Seems great," I winked. She smiled and lead me to her room.
*Nicole's POV*
Yeah, I'm not really into drinking. Maybe I'll drink a little bit. We got into my room and I closed the door. Niall sat the drinks down on my dresser and opened the package of beer. He held one out to me. I took it and opened it. I put the can to my mouth and took a sip, it's bitter as fuck.
"Nicole, I also have scotch if that's better for you?" he laughed noticing my bitter face. I nodded and he handed me the bottle. I took a sip, it's so smooth. It slid down my throat leaving a little burn; making me want more. I gulped more and more. Maybe 20-30 minutes later my lips were numb. I looked at Niall and he smiled, "Are you feeling it?"
"Yea," I smirked and kissed him. He hesitated and kissed back. I pushed him back onto the bed and straddled him. He placed his hands on my hips and smirked.
"Someone's horny," he said in between the kiss. I blushed and stopped and got off him.
"Sorry," I took another sip of scotch.
"I like it," he sat up and moved the scotch off the bed. I stood up.
"I have to pee," I walked into the bathroom. I breathed and looked in the mirror. Do I look bad? I don't have to pee what the hell am I doing in here. I sighed and waited a while and flushed the toilet making it more believable. I walked out of the bathroom and looked at Niall. "Sorry," I blushed. He got up and put his hand on my cheek. Am I drunk or is he?
"It's fine," he said simply. We both smiled and he smashed his lips on mine. I kissed back, a little surprised. He pushed me up against the wall and kissed faster. I kept up and wrapped my arms around his neck. He smirked and put his hands on my waist. I smirked back and he started feeling up and down my sides. I moaned slightly and his tongue darted into my mouth. Damn, this boy. He put one hand on the back of my thigh signaling me to jump. I jump slightly and he caught me as I wrapped my legs around him. He carried me to the bed and we went down onto it.
He pinned me to the bed lifting my shirt up. I nodded and he took it off instantly cupping over my bra. I gasped and moaned slightly as he massaged lightly. I tugged at his shirt and he immediately took it off. I smirked and felt his abs and chest.He has a nice body, damn. This is happening fast, or am I drunk?
He started feeling my breasts and stomach being careful near my bruises. He reached the hem of my shorts and tugged playfully. He tugged again more like asking for permission, I granted it with a nod. He slid my shorts slowly down my legs. As they reached my feet, he took them off. His hands felt my body up and down over and over. I started to unbutton his pants and take them off.
"You've got a nice body princess," he said kissing my neck. I gave out a little, soft moan. He started to unclip my bra and I leaned up a little making it easier. He slipped it off and put his hands over my breasts and massaged lightly. I moaned and pulled his face down kissing him hungrily.
He kissed back and continued massaging my breasts. I moaned and one of my hands felt down his body. I played with the hem of his boxers a little. I tugged at them and he started pulling them down. They came off his legs and his erection was exposed. He pulled away from the kiss and smirked at me.
"Like what you see?" he motioned to his dick. I bit my lip and nodded slightly. He laughed a little at my reaction making me laugh at myself.
"Do you have a condom?" I asked and then blushed. "Because I don't," I laughed.
"Umm..." he checked his jean pockets. "I don't.." she sighed.
"Dammit," I laughed a little.
"I would've brought one if I knew that this is where the evening was heading," he laughed.
"We could just cuddle," I smiled. He nodded and I opened my arms. Smiling, he laid next to me and pulled me over to him. I buried my face into his chest as he kissed my head.
"I wouldn't want anything but to be here with you," he hummed into my ear. I nodded in agreement.
