Niall.
“I just can’t believe him!” You sob into Niall’s shoulder.
“He’s an asshole and deserves a good kick up the ass.” Niall replies.
“But with my friend?” You cry more.
“Jenny is a whore anyway, she probably was the one who forced it.” He comforts me.
“Still doesn’t mean he should’ve done it.” You breath in slowly.
“No it doesn’t, he is the biggest idiot to do that to any girl especially you.” Niall comments.
“Maybe I wasn’t good enough, I was never good enough for him.” You sit up straight now, no emotion in your face.
“Hey, don’t ever say that. He isn’t good enough for the ground you stand on!” Niall chirps. “He isn't good enough for the air you breath!” Niall stands up with his arms out wide. “Hell he isn't even good enough for the toilet you poop in!”
“Niall stop.” You giggle.
“He isn’t good enough to even hear that laugh.” Niall softens his voice, sitting back beside you. “He took advantage of the most amazing experience he will ever have and he doesn’t even realise.”
“He was just using me, but in then end he realised I wouldn’t give in to someone I barely knew.”
“But if he really met the beautiful girl in front of me, he wouldn’t think twice about looking at another girl.” Niall stares at you.
“I guess I wasn't meant to be with him anyway.” You whisper, staring back at Niall.
“If only you knew that before you had to put up with his pussy jokes.” Niall moves his face towards yours.
“If only.”
You take a second to look at Niall’s lips before locking eye contact with him once again.
Niall’s warm hand is placed on your cheek, slowly sliding under your eyes wiping away the remanding dried up tears.
You close your eyes and cherish the softness of his hand against your cold cheeks. Your focus is now replaced onto your lips, which is now touching Niall’s slightly.
You push forward, connecting your lips even more and moving you hand to the back of Niall’s neck.
Niall falls back onto the bed, and you slide on top of him, placing each knee at his sides. You continue to forcefully kiss each other, savouring the over due feeling.
Niall’s hands are on your waist, slightly touch some exposed skin, he slips his hands under your top and slides them up your back.
You move your hands to the bottom of Niall’s shirt, slowly lifting it up his torso, you pull away from the kiss and lift his shirt over his lush blonde hair.
“You sure?” Niall questions as you throw his shirt onto the floor.
“This is the only thing I’ve been sure of so far.” You take of your top also, throwing it off to the side.
You dip down and continue to kiss Niall passionately. He rolls you both over, now hovering over you. His hands fiddle with his pants, but soon they are removed.
He kisses your lips gently, then your neck, then your shoulder, then placing small kissing down your stomach right before the top of your shorts.
Niall’s hand hooks around the shorts and he tugs them down your legs, leaving your underwear on.
“God I’ve dreamt of this moment.” Niall states as he slips the shorts of your feet. “The way your chest rises and falls as I touch you.” Niall kisses your lower thigh, “The way you watch my every move.” He looks up to your face, smirking. “The way you flinch when I kiss a sensitive spot.” He breaths hot air onto your panties, “The way your eyes roll back when I make you feel good.” He bites down on the fabric, pulling it off to the side, exposing yourself to him.
“And the way you taste.” Niall adds as his lips make connect in the middle of your thighs.
You sigh as his tongue slides over you, flicking at the skin thats most sensitive. Niall sucks the skin to your entrance, slipping his tongue on ever curve it holds, moaning at the way you look from this angle.
“But most of all.” He crawls up your body, removing his boxes in the process. “The way you’ll feel around me.”
Niall’s words make you bite your lip. He places his forehead to yours before touching the tip of his length to your entrance.
He kisses your nose before sliding into you, filling you up. The feeling of him inside brings a burst of pleasure in your stomach to ignite.
“Oh god.” Niall moans as he slides out slowly then thrusting back in again.
You claw at his back as he continually pushes himself into your body all the way.
His pace gets quicker, and your bodies smashing together causes the bed to shake. He sits up, grabbing your leg in one hand and bring it up to his shoulder.
He pulls your body closer to his so he can thrust more into you.
“Niiaaall.” You groan as he quickens his thrust and pushes more into you.
“FUCK NIALL” You scream his name as you release yourself onto him. He slides out and grabs his length with his hand, stroking it at a fast pace.
“I’m gonna come all over you.” Niall says with gritted teeth, strongly pumping himself as his head falls backwards.
He releases onto your stomach, letting himself then fall on top of you.
“Can’t believe I waited for you to break up with the son of a bitch to do that.” Niall utters, his breathing extremely fast.
“Can’t believe I had to put up with that son of a bitch to realise.” You smile as you too try to catch your breath.
“I guess we’ll have to make up for the lost time then.” Niall’s head falls into your neck.
“I guess so.”
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