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36. 101

*** CHAPTER 35 got privated because it was *cough* smut * cough cough* so SKIP this chapter and go to the next one, it'll show you how to read chapter 35 ***

LONG HAIRED HARRY IS GROWING ON ME AND IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT GUYS

A/N: if one direction break up before they sing they don't know about us live somebody's going to die

FILLER

36 - 101 (because i can't think of a better title at the moment)

When I woke up, I thought I was in heaven.

I realized I wasn't; but with the sun uninvitedly pouring through my blinds and radiating on Niall's face, giving his hair a whole new shade of purple and his face's untapped beauty shinning through, it felt like heaven.

"Staring is very impolite, beautiful." We went over this." Niall mumbles, surprising me that he's actually awake.

I giggle out, "Sorry, I was caught off guard by your beauty."

Niall's mouth curves into a smirk. "Aren't we all."

I roll my eyes, and cuddle back into him. "I was on the verge of calling you daddy yesterday." I admit.

"What was stopping you?"

"Every voice in my head." I laugh.

"So really though, you've only had sex with girls?"

"Yeah. And I didn't like it very much, they expect too much."

Niall grins, leaving a kiss on my neck.

I let out a hum and let my eyes flutter shut again.

"I totally knew you were a moaner," Niall adds. "I know one when I see one."

I laugh, "I was louder then I expected, I'm usually...quieter."

"That's a compliment." Niall grins, trying to roll out of bed but I pull him back. "Don't leave me," I groan out.

Niall grins and kisses my forehead.

"I'll make breakfast though, princess."

"You're in no rush." I mutter.

Niall laughs but slides out of bed anyways, going to the washroom.

I savour the feeling of being asleep for a few seconds before standing up and looking at myself in the mirror.

I looked...trashed.

My hair is in every direction, my cheeks seemed to be permanently flushed pink, and my neck.

"Oh my God," I whisper, looking at my neck.

The right side of my neck had a long, string of purple bruises from under my jawline to my collarbone, and they seemed to go across my collarbone, like an upside down letter T.

"I..." I start but I'm at loss of words. That is the most brutal hickey I've seen yet.

"Like it?" Niall comes in, pulling me into his chest.

"I'll have to wear turtle necks for the rest of the month." I pout and he laughs, kissing me. "I bet you'll look cute in anything." Niall teases me, "Even turtle necks. I'll get you one in puke green."

I laugh as Niall pulls my into a random hug. "When I was trying to brush my teeth all I could think of was how pretty you looked wrecked," Niall says in a low voice, nipping at my ear. "You should've seen yourself. Your whole body was flushed red and your hair was a mess and your pupils were blown and I don't even think you know it but you were moaning more then I expected. Yesterday was a holy day, Harry Styles. You looked so beautiful."