This Love 2

chapter 26

Niall's P.O.V

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I go into the kitchen and put a slice of bread in the toaster and spread grape jelly over it once it's ready. Shit. I just remembered Cleo getting out of the shower and needing help getting dressed. Well, her stitches should be fine enough now.

I open the door and she's laying in the bed watching Spongebob with tears coming down silently. She wipes them away whenever I come in. I crawl back in bed with her dressed body and kiss her on her cheek.

"I made you toast. It's kind of over cooked, but I'm sure it still tastes good." I tell her and she giggles, reaching for a tissue and wiping her eyes. I'll do anything just to hear her laugh at a time like this, she's still letting tears roll down her face and I wipe them away with a tissue after she finishes eating her toast.

"How was it?" I ask.

"Burned, but good." She smiles lightly, not showing her teeth.

"How are you?" I ask in an almost serious tone with a deep voice. My back is slightly against the headboard and she has her head laying a little underneath my shoulder, her body is snuggled into mine and I keep my arm around her while I lightly scratch the bottom of her back.

She shakes her head no and sniffles. Way to fucking go Niall. I get my other arm and put it around her, rubbing her back. She lets out separate sobs between her silent cries. It surprises me whenever she sits up and presses her chapped lips to mine, she gets on her knees and puts a leg on the other side of me, then pushes her lips back against mine. I push her back by her shoulders whenever she puts her tongue in my mouth and moans. I know what she's doing and I'm not going to let her. She's trying to distract herself by trying to have sex and I only know that's what she's doing because she did this before.

"Stop." She connects her lips back with mine, putting her arms around my neck so that I can't move her away.

"I'm not letting you do this, Cleo." I move my head and she moves her mouth down to my neck, then moves her hips against mine. I push her waist back and she continues to cry while kissing my neck.

"Stop pushing me away." Cleo sniffles. She's been crying since she started this and now that she found my lips again she's trying to stop.

"You're vulnerable right now and I'm not going to take advantage of you." I say while she keeps kissing me.

"Kiss me back," She slips out a single sob.

"Please. Just kiss me," Her lips press against my still ones and I open my eyes, watching her wet face etched with sadness frown from me not kissing her back. Her eyes are closed as she keeps begging. I hate seeing her like this, I put my head down making it so she can't kiss me anymore. My eyes begin to water at how hurt she is to the point where she wants to take her mind off of it by having sex.

"Please." She whispers and I can hear her crying now.

"You aren't thinking fully straight, you're doing this for the wrong reasons." I look at her and hold her by her shoulders to keep her from trying to continue her actions. She puts her head down, moving her palms to her eyes as she full blown sobs in front of me, then crawls off of me.

"Don't go further than kissing or I'm stopping.” I tell her and Cleo looks up at me with her red eyes. I give her a tissue and she wipes her cheeks, but more tears spill over anyway. She sits back on her legs having her butt sit on her calves and leans forward pressing her lips to mine. Why did she sit on the side of me? It's hard for her to kiss me this way by the way she's sitting. I have to turn my head to the side, on my shoulder.