Sexting Niall Horan

Chapter 20

Nothing happened yesterday really. Just hung out with Niall and his friends... not much really. It was awkward for considering I was the only girl there and because of what Niall said. What are we then? Just friends? With benefits? What's so bad about being in a relationship?

"Yes mom." I breath deeply and try to hurry the boring conversation with my mom on the phone.

"When are you coming back to Florida?" She changes the topic. I was telling her about Niall and me... but not that part.

"Don't know yet. Hopefully soon. I miss you guys." I rest my head on my pillow and pull the covers over my body.

"We miss you too. Me and your father have to go grocery shopping so I'll call you later." She starts, "Bye honey, be safe, love you."

"Love you too." I hang up the phone with that. I look at the ceiling and make objects out of the abstract cieling color. Before i know, I'm drifting off to sleep.

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"Ella." Someone whispers in my ear. I swat at whoever it is and turn sideways, groaning.

"Ella. Wake up." Niall.

I slowly lift my eyelids and blink repeaditly. Niall's face comes into vision. His eyelids are droppy and his mouth reeks of alcohol. He rolls onto me and lays beside me.

"Why are you drunk?" I mumble, not awake completely.

"Can i not have a pint?" He groans and pulls off his short, throwing it to the floor.

"Why are you here?" I ask and admiring his bare chest.

"Do you want me to leave?" He grumbles. I shake my head quickly and place my hands under my head.

"I wanted to see you." He whispers. He creases my cheek and pulls me close to him. His lips brush against mine. All the questions i wanted to ask him fade once he kisses me. His tongue runs across my lips, slipping into my mouth. His mouth tastes like strong alcohol. I crawl on top of him and straddle his waist. He places my hips in his hands and holds them tightly and firmly.

"I want you." He says against my lips. We aren't together, why should I? I remove myself from him and lay beside of him.

"What the fuck?" He says and looks at me strangly. "We shouldn't." I speak up slowly.

"Ella. Why not?" He questions, lacing our fingers together. "We aren't dating." I say and look at him with hurt eyes.

"I didn't want them knowing anything yet. I didn't really think you wanted to be with me." I look at him in shock.

"Did you really just say that i didn't want to be with you?" I sit up and gap my mouth open slightly. "If i didnt want to be with you, i wouldnt of let you take my virginity away." I shake my head. He should know this.

"So you do want to be with me?" His eyes spark.

"Duh Niall." I say and push him. He doesn't speak, just kisses me. The same electricity i had when he first kissed me runs through my body. He rests his hand on my neck and pulls me closer.

"One day, you'll be riding me." He mumbles against my bruised lips. I blush and look at him deeply. "I can you make you feel better then anyone could." He says and lays me down. "I could make you forget about everything." He kisses my neck. "Make you feel as if you were the only girl in the world." His words make chills roll down my body.

He slowly takes my underwear off considering i already had no pants on. He pulls his jeans down and fumbles with his boxers before sliding them off. I take my shirt off, leabing him to unclasp my bra. He does so and breathes deeply. He looks at me and kisses my lips soflty.

"Ella." He whispers and holds my chin. "I didn't think i coyld ever say this to anyone, but..." He stops and looks at our naked bodies pressed against eachother. He presses into me and speaks, "I love you."

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SORRY FOR ANY TYPOS ILYSM