From Hate To Lust

Chapter Fifteen

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Some days had passed, and I was still trying to suppress my newly discovered feelings for Niall. This wasn’t good at all. I knew I shouldn’t let myself fall for him any further but I just couldn’t help it. My thoughts kept wandering back to last Friday night when Niall had obviously gotten jealous and I kept replaying the things he had said to me in my head.
Especially what he had told me when I had brought him up to his room. I definitely wouldn’t forget that. Ever.
There still was that annoying voice in the back of my head that kept telling me that Niall was a jerk and didn’t care about people’s feelings or people in general. And I knew that it was the truth. Niall didn’t care about anything but having good sex and it surprised me that he currently only fucked me – at least as far as I knew. To be honest with myself, I was flattered. Why me? He never fucked a girl twice, he was always looking for a new bitch he could do and he usually found one. I knew that he had made me weak. He had succeeded or in his words, the mission was accomplished.
He had known how to seduce me right from the start and it didn’t get any harder for him. The opposite; it was just getting easier.
Other than this, Niall had shown me a different side of him last weekend, whether it had been by accident or not. He had been upset. There was no way he could deny that. I didn’t know the reasons for that, but all that mattered was that he wanted me to be his; and only his. He didn’t want me to sleep with other guys and that had to mean something, right?
When he had called me over on Saturday I had seen a complete different Niall as well. He had been so weak, tired and exhausted… so vulnerable. He even cuddled with me just like that and let me sleep in his arms. Well, we had done that before but that time was different. We didn’t have sex on Saturday. Not before our nap and not afterwards. Niall and I had basically slept all afternoon and once we woke up again it had been a bit awkward. Simply because he had obviously felt a lot better by that time and we both knew I was just a fuck buddy to him and he never did any cuddling with anyone. Well, that was except for me. I hadn’t stayed much longer that day and neither of us went to a party that evening.
I have no idea what Niall had done during the rest of the weekend but on Monday and yesterday he had been back in college. Whenever we randomly met he’d just smile politely and every now and then he’d come over to actually talk.
I must say I was impressed. He had never done this before. Except for last week when I had still been angry at him and he had tried to make me give in just like that.
Today at class Niall had told me to wait for him once my last class was finished and so I found myself standing in front of the college, enjoying the sun that was warming up my body. It would get colder soon so I guess I had to savor every last warm moment of the year.
I had no clue what he was up to and I felt myself getting a little nervous. I hated myself for getting excited but there wasn’t much I could do about it. I needed to admit, to myself at least, that I enjoyed his company and that I was into him.
Just when I was thinking about what he could be up to, someone covered my eyes with their palms, pressing his body against my back. I knew it was him immediately, everything about his actions gave him away, I knew him too well for that. He pressed his lips against my ear and I could feel the stubble of his slight beard against my skin.
“Guess who?”, he breathed and kissed the soft skin right behind my ear lightly, making me shiver.
“Niall,” I said, my voice sounding a bit shaky. He chuckled and moved his hands away from my eyes, so I could see again. He stepped in front of me and grinned.
“Hey,” he said and poked my shoulder. “Hello,” I replied and rolled my eyes, smiling at him.
“So what are your plans for the day?” Niall asked as he placed his arm around my shoulders. We started walking and I shook my head slowly.
“Nothing much,” I said he chuckled next to me, his fingers rubbing across my shoulder slightly.
“Wrong,” he stated happily and turned his head to smirk at me. I cocked an eyebrow at him questioningly and he threw his head back and laughed. His laugh was probably my favorite sound in the world. It was cute and so contagious. It was carefree and he sounded so happy whenever he laughed.
“You’ll be spending the day with me, love. We’re gonna have a good day, trust me.” I did. I knew he wasn’t joking and when Niall promised a good time there was a 99.9% chance that it would be an amazing day. I smiled at him.
“How comes?” I asked. He pulled me closer and kissed my hair, pressing his lips against my ear afterwards.
“You’ve been such a good girl, so I thought I should make up for being such a dick,” he murmured and we both stopped walking, turning to face each other. I smiled at him, feeling happy about getting to spend a great day with him even though I knew I shouldn’t get too excited about it. Who knew what was behind all of this sudden sweetness. I mean he had been treating me really good before and then behaved like a dick afterwards so I shouldn’t trust sweet Niall. In fact, I shouldn’t trust Niall at all. But he wanted to make up for being an asshole, so I felt like I needed to give him a chance. And even if I wouldn’t want to give him a chance, I knew I still would. Because he had gotten me where he wanted. Because I was falling for him like a fool. There was nothing I wanted more than to spend this day with him. I hated myself for this and tried to recall how it felt like to hate this beautiful person, but I just couldn’t.
We were still staring into each other’s eyes as I was thinking, trying to figure out what he was up to and then I watched his gaze shift to my lips. I gulped as my eyes wandered to his perfectly shaped lips too and then back up to his piercing blue eyes. I smiled at him a tiny bit and hoped that my desire for him and his touch wasn’t too obvious in my eyes. Niall leaned in a bit, his sweet breath hitting my lips and I blinked, waiting for him to finally kiss me as his scent started to daze my mind. He pecked my lips softly and I wrapped my arms around him as he did, pulling him closer to me and deepening the kiss. He smiled against my lips as he kissed me back eagerly, his hands moving from my hair across my back until they reached my bum. He squeezed it and I pressed my body closer to his. I definitely wanted him more than I should and just some sweet kisses got me into the mood for more. Or maybe I was just always in the mood for Niall. Too bad that I had gotten my period on Monday which meant that there wasn’t going to be any sex for Niall today. He didn’t know that yet. This made me wonder whether or not he would’ve asked me out if he’d known about it.
I decided not to say anything just yet and once we broke our kiss, he grabbed my hand and continued walking.
“So what’s the plan?” I asked, giving him another smile.
“I’ll show you some things I like,” he told me and led me onto the small trail that was leading to his house. I really hoped that it would end better this time, thinking of how he had thrown me out last time.  
“Some things you like, huh?” I asked and winked at him. He smirked and nodded.  
As we reached his small house I was heading towards the door but he stopped and shook his head.
“Nope, we’re not going inside, babe,” he said and I raised an eyebrow at him, stopping as well.
“Come on,” he said and I followed him around the house onto a small terrace, only to find a basketball hoop. He bent down and picked up the basketball that was lying on the ground.
“We’re gonna play basketball?” I asked and laughed, watching him as he threw his backpack onto the ground and grinned at me, casually holding the ball between his hips and arm. Goddamn, he was so attractive.
“Yeah,” he said and took the ball into his hands, his eyes sparkling with anticipation. I dropped my bag next to his and stepped closer to him.
“I love basketball, it really means something to me, you know,” he said sincerely, giving me a serious look. I nodded and he passed me the ball. I caught it easily. I wasn’t good at basketball but I wasn’t a complete sucker either. I knew nothing about rules and whatsoever, but I knew how to make a shot, at least when no one was defending the basket.
I giggled and dribbled the ball a few times walking towards the basket. He watched me eagerly, crossing his arms in front of his chest.
“C’mon, show me a good jump shot,” he told me and I rolled my eyes as I was moving closer towards the basket. I tried and to my huge surprise I scored. It wasn’t that hard when no one was around. I pushed myself off of the ground and stretched my arms out before I threw the basketball towards the hoop. I tried to remember what we had learned in P.E. ages ago and that one method I thought of actually worked. I watched the ball falling through the net and heard Niall breathing in sharply somewhere behind my back. I grinned as I caught the ball that was bouncing up from the ground and turned around, now holding the ball between my hips and arm like he had before.
“Fuck,” Niall said and came closer. His eyes were burning with excitement. “That was hot,” he said approvingly and took the ball away from me with one quick movement. He dribbled the ball and went for the basket himself – jumping high and pushing the ball right trough the net. I could watch him playing basketball all day long. He was really good at it and he looked so amazing when he was concentrating on the game. I was sure I looked like an idiot, trying to play with him and soon he complained about me breaking the rules all the time.
“I don’t like rules,” I said and shrugged, passing him the ball. He rolled his eyes and then grinned.
“Watch the point guard and learn,” he ordered and I nodded – as if I wasn’t watching him nonstop already. He was showing me some kind of shot, explaining how to move and what to do and I just stared at his perfection. I loved seeing him so into this game, he was really trying to explain some of these things to me and it made me feel special. I was pretty sure he’d never tried play basketball with a girl before. I was happy that he was doing this with me and I ended up having a really good laugh with him.