Breathless || Niall Horan [AU]

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Niall halted his movements momentarily, causing a rise of tension within the shower. He then resumed with his actions, ignoring her statement and closing his eyes, before opening them and glancing down at Amy. She was looking up at him with an upset look, which made him gulp. He never thought that she would say those words to him, and he never thought that it would make him feel this way.

“What did you say?” He panted, still moving inside of her. She moaned once more before staring back up at him.

“Shit.” She muttered, closing her eyes, unable to form a coherent sentence.

“Say it again.” He then demanded, thrusting even harder than before. She groaned at his actions, holding onto each of his biceps and digging her claws into his skin.

“I love you.” She spoke softly.

And with that, Niall kissed her like she had never been kissed before, completely stealing her breath away. Niall held onto her face as his kissed her, forcing more passion out of his actions. Her hips came up to meet his trusts as she then finally cried out in simultaneous pleasure, with the steam of the shower swirling around them both and illuminating the atmosphere.

“I think that I love you too.” He finally admitted, allowing Amy’s heart to fall back into its regular pace with ease. Her heart melted at his words, and she was relieved to know that he could reciprocate the exact same feelings. “Let’s get out of here.” He then instructed, pulling himself out of her.

They cleaned themselves up, finally stepping out of the shower and wrapping themselves in towels. Amy glanced down at her clothes and it struck her that they were absolutely soaked, leaving her having nothing to put on.

As if Niall had read her mind, we walked out of the bathroom and shifted through his large bag, pulling out a black long-sleeved shirt and a pair of grey jogging bottoms. He passed them to her, before pulling out a white shirt and black tracksuit bottoms for himself.

“No underwear?” She questioned, giggling and she slipped into the clothing.

“We’re only walking to the car; you can wear my jacket too.” He explained, getting dressed himself. He passed the black item to her, watching as she slipped it over her shoulders.

Amy walked into the bathroom to collect her drenched clothes, picking up Niall’s also, before realising something vital. Her eyes widened in realisation and she abruptly turned to her boyfriend in a panic. The impulsive moment shared between them was completely reckless and they were so stupid for not thinking over their actions.

“Niall, you didn’t wear a condom.” She stated, the frightened tone evident in her voice.

“Oh,” he turned to face her, before shrugging. “Just buy the pill.” He acknowledged, as if it was nothing of importance. This had happened to him a few times in the past when he had gotten carried away, and this time differed no less to the rest.

“That’s not the point!” She rushed. “We’re stupid, I can’t believe we just did that.”