Your Life Compared To Mine (Niall Horan fan fiction)

Your Life Compared To Mine 22

It took much time for Niall to convince me that I was his first. I am still wary on the fact that he was a virgin, until well.... yeah he isn’t anymore. I just couldn’t find it in me to believe him completely, but instead I pushed it away, allowing him to win at this one. We stood there in silence, him wearing only his boxers and me in a t-shirt and underwear. It probably would seem extremely awkward if anyone were to walk in at the moment. We were inches apart from each other, I was looking at his clothes splattered across the floor and he was staring at something else. The silence was there, but it wasn’t awkward, it was comfortable, like we don’t have to say a thing in order to enjoy each others presence.

It wasn't until I heard my phone buzz from somewhere that I took the first step away from him. Walking around my bed to find it lying on the floor. I bend over, picking it up to see I had a missed call from Natalie. I huffed slightly, thinking I should call her back and see how she is doing. I sit on my bed, with my shorts still placed in one hand and my phone in the other as Natalie's contact name glows on the screen.

I feel the bed shift and I turn around to see Niall lying back under the covers. “Everything okay?” he asks. I only nod, not wanting to really say anything about Phoebe or the hospital.

My phone was still placed in my hand, the screen shut off and I only stared at the blackness looking at my reflection. Niall was quiet as he lay back into my bed, and I tried to come up with the courage to call Natalie back, but I really did not want to start crying, or get into a depressed mood again. Just as I was about to set my phone on my side table and lay down, it lit up with my mother's contact information on it. I stopped where I was, thinking whether to answer it or not. I have not spoken to her for days, and I wasn't really planning on it anytime soon, but as I thought back to why I was so angry with her, my blood started to boil.

I slid my finger across the screen unlocking it, and putting it up to my ear.

"What?” I ask harshly. I hear her huff on the other line.

“C'mon Iris, stop being so childish.” she says back harshly. “Have some respect for me.”

I laughed, “Yeah whatever.”

“I have a problem.” she states, her tone of voice changes. “I know you do not want to talk to me, and I get it Iris, I do, but its your dad.” she states, my heart drops, something bad must've happened.

“Whats happening?” I ask quickly, my nerves on edge even more now.

“Nothing too bad, its just that he showed a lot of brain movement when you were hear a couple days ago.” she says quickly like she hates saying it, “and the doctors think that if he hears your voice he may be able to wake up or we can get more hope.”

I roll my eyes, as happy as that makes me feel, I know she hates the fact that my father moved because of me and not her, and as much pain that she has put me through I wont do this for her.

“No.” I state firmly.

“Seriously Iris, you wont do this for yourself or Amy or the twins? You don't have to do this for me, do it for you and your siblings.” I huff and slouch in my position, because she was right, but I know how she is, she knew I'd say no and this was her excuse, she wants him awake and alive as much I do as much as I have since the day he died.

“No.” I state firmly, my voice shaky, deceiving me. “I would do it for my siblings, more for Amy, but I know you want this. And the fact that you haven't told Amy or the twins, the fact that you never told me. I will do this when I want to. But not until you tell Amy and the boys. That is completely wrong, you had absolutely no choice to hold that from us or anyone.” my tone turned more serious and firm. “I wont help you out until you tell them the truth, everything.”

She stays silent on the other line, I actually pulled my phone away to check if she was still on the call. I waited for her response for way too long.

“Fine.” she states and then the line was dead. I sighed deeply, gripping my phone in my hand. If she keeps to her word and tells my brothers and sister the truth, I'll be happy.

“Take a nap with me.” I hear Nialls sleepy voice say quietly, I look over my shoulder with a smile across my face to see him with his eyes shut and huddle in my comforter. I place my phone on the side table, drop my shorts on the hardwood floor and slide under the covers with him. He places his arm around me bringing me closer to him.

“I'm so tired.” he says slightly, I can hear the tiredness in his voice. I wrap my arm around his bare waist.

“I know, so am I.” I says closing my eyes, even if was still daylight out, I could fall asleep like this any day.

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I woke up to a loud bang that jolted me up from my position, I hear another thud and then a moan. I look to my side to see the covers wrapped around Niall as he lays face first on my floor. I start laughing at him, realizing I pushed him off the bed. “Iris that wasn't funny.” He sits up the covers still wrapped around him in tangled mess. Another bang scares me as I realize why I woke up in the first place. My hearts start to pound from fright. The banging as I start to realize is someone coming up the stairs, before I could stand up my bedroom door is thrown open to find Harry, Louis, and Zayn standing in my door way. My cheeks flush and I remember I am only in my shirt and underwear and the covers are wrapped around Nialls half naked body.

“Damn Iris, looking good.” Louis says with a wiggle of his brows. Niall stands up abruptly from the floor throwing the blanket at my head.

“Back off Louis.” He says in playing tone. The blanket was draping over my head and face and I couldn't see much, I tried pulling it off only to make it worse and me flailing about. Once its off my head my hair is ratted mess and I look to see the boys looking between Niall and I.

“Did we interrupt something?” Harry asks skeptically. My face turns even more red, they don't have to know we already did what we did.

“Nope, we were done.” Niall says confidently, my mouth drops open at him.

“Niall.” I say narrowing my eyes at him, “are you serious right now?” He smiles cheekily at me, and the boys being boys went into a howling and whistling fit.

“Oh god I am so embarrassed.” I put my hands to my face shaking my head.

They all laugh at my embarrassment which makes it even worse. I sulk in my embarrassment, not making eye contact with any of them. Once they have stopped laughing at me I hear Harry speak.

“Simon is here, one of his famous unannounced visits.”

“Okay let me get dressed I'll be out in a few.” I hear Niall say as he shuffles around my room, and I hear the boys leave stomping down my stairs.

“They are gone.” I hear him chuckle at his words.

I look up and give him my best death stare.

“You are such an ass.” I state angrily.

“Are you really that upset?” He asks walking around the bed, closer to me. I don't look at him, because I was angry but more embarrassed than anything else.

“Yes, how can you just flaunt that we just had sex?” I say crossing my arms over my chest as the puff of blanket covers my bare legs.

“I'm sorry I should have kept it a secret until I knew it would be okay to tell the guys.” he places his hand on the back of head and slides down to my shoulder. “Hey.” he says quietly, and I turn my head to look at him, he had his pants on but was still shirtless. I memorized his body as I trailed up to look at his face. “I'm sorry.” he says looking into my eyes, “but if it makes it any better,” he whispers and slowly moves in, “it was really....” he looks from my eyes to my lips and back again, “..really, really nice.” he touches my lips gently with his as my stomach bursts with flutters, and slightly pulls away making me groan that he didn't kiss me harder. I place my hands on his face and kiss him more forcefully.

We kissed for a while before he pulled away and put his shirt on. “Okay I have to go, cant let the boss wait too long.” his Irish accent making me smile, he kisses the top of my head and runs out of the door before I could say anything else.