Let No One In (A Niall Horan Love Story)

Chapter Nineteen: From Shower to Shower

Chapter Nineteen: From Shower to Shower

Sam's P.O.V

        I stared out the window as I watched the rain drops pour down. They raced each other, one hitting the window sill a few seconds before the other. The clouds were dropping water at a fast past. I could barely see the streets, it was so dark. The wind was hitting the leaves of the trees. I had a blanket wrapped around me and was sitting on the couch. The girls were due back today, but the storm had delayed them a day or two. Niall walked up behind me and kissed my cheek.
        "Here, love." He smiled, handing me coffee. I looked at all the boys and laughed. They were all doing their own thing. Harry was attempting to make us lunch, but Louis kept messing things up. Liam was facetiming Danielle in the hotel room. Zayn was reading through tweets, but not answering any. Finally, Niall was about to sit down next to me. I leaned my head onto his shoulder. I continued to watch the rain. I finally decided I wanted to be in it. I looked at Niall and ran outside. I was running in the heavy rain when I turned into Niall.
        "Why?" He laughed. I pulled him to the ground and we were rolling around on the wet grass. I was freezing, but didn't want to go inside. We laughed as we rolled around, me ontop of him with his hands on my waist. I leaned down and kissed him. He moved him hands to my lower back and lightly bit my neck. I lightly moaned, but don't think he heard it due to the fact of the pouring rain. I could barely see him. A loud crack of thunder screamed throughout the sky, causing me to scream. 
        "Jeez, I'm not that good." He smirked. What an idiot. I got up and started to run. He wrapped his arms around my waist and spun me around. We were both just laughing. For a minute I forgot everything. I forgot how my dad hit me, how he would call me a waste of space and say I didn't matter. I forgot the way his hand stung my face or the way his words would slur out in his drunken state. I looked at Niall and whispered in his ear.
        "Thanks for saving me." He crashed his lips onto mine. Knowing Niall loved me was all I needed. I couldn't imagine a world without him. A world where I would go to sleep and wake up with an empty space next to me. A world where I would only have the memory of his hand in mine instead of his real hand. I never think of all of these things, because I never think Niall and I could break up. I never think about him kissing another girl, or hurting me, simply because that is not Niall. Niall wouldn't hurt me, physically or mentally. He couldn't if he tried, because he loves me. I knew when I looked into his eyes, he felt what I felt. He made that clear. I knew when we rolled around on the floor laughing, that our laughs were real and filled with happiness and love. I knew that when I went to bed, I would wake up next to him. He gave me everything, happiness, love, even a reason to live. It's like he could read my mind and know what I was going to say before I even knew,
        "I love you, Sammy." He said.
        "I love you more." I laughed. 
        "You wish." He smiled. I ran inside out of the ran and into the house. He ran in after me and tackled me onto the couch. I couldn't help but scream a playful laugh. I realized we were totally soaked and were tangled onto the couch. I grabbed my phone off of the table and saw that Louis mentioned me in a tweet. The tweet had four pictures. One was of me and Niall rolling on the ground, one of us kissing, one of him spinning me and just one of us laughing. I laughed and retweeted it. I also saw Liam had posted an Instagram video of me and Niall running throughout the yard and rolling on the grass. I laughed at how childish we acted. I smiled at the comments. People said how cute we are and if anyone said anything mean, people instantly defended us. I walked upstairs to shower and change into pajamas, at 3:30 in the afternoon, because why not? I walked into our room and Niall followed behind. He locked the door behind him and walked up to me. He didn't speak, just crashed his lips onto mine. I deepened our kiss pretty fast as he walked us backwards and I fell unto the bed. He took off my shirt and I took of his. I have to say, I don't like taking off wet clothing. He undid the button to my jeans and slid them down my legs. I kicked them off when they got to my feet and tangled my hands in his hair. I undid his belt and pulled it from his jeans. I slowly undid his jeans and soon enough, we were both there is only underwear and I had my bra on. He unhooked my bra and slowly slid the strap down off my shoulders. I was pressed against him and knew that we weren't going to actually do anything. I broke the kiss.
        "How about that shower together?" I asked. 
        "I learned not to trust you last time you asked." He laughed. I laughed back and looked into his eyes. 
        "This time I mean it." I whispered. His eyes got wide and he picked me up, not breaking the kiss we recently started and carried me into the bathroom. I laughed as he turned the water on, still not ending our kiss. He put his finger under the band to my underwear and pulled down. I am so out of it today, because usually I would never let this happen. We had been dating for almost two months though. Soon, we were both standing without clothing in our bathroom. He had me pressed against the wall as he deepened our already passionate and loving kiss. He reached into my hair and pulled out my hair tie causing a bunch of curls to fall down and to my waist. I laughed at how much he really did love playing with my hair. He backed up and we were soon under the water. Yet again, he made it so I was against the wall. We were pressed into each other as the water ran down our bodies. He ran shampoo through my hair and watched as the bubbles played throughout my hair. I'm still amazed by the fact that I wasn't embarrassed to be doing this. I loved him, and he loved me, so I didn't see a reason to be scared or nervous. The water took the shampoo out of my hair and soon he was running conditioner through my hair. His fingers ran down my hair and stopped at my waist. He found this an opportunity to kiss me again. When my hair was wet, it was even longer, which I knew he would love. I smiled and put shampoo onto my hands before tangling my hands into his hair to kiss him. Worked well, kissing him at the same time. We realized how long we were taking. I loved the thought of just being alone with Niall. I turned off the water, making me become cold. I grabbed us towels and stepped out. 
        "Happy?"  I asked, knowing he would be because he always wants to shower with me.
        "More than you can imagine." He laughed. I kissed him again. He wrapped the towel around his waist and I wish I could explain how hot he looked. I walked back into our room and went to the draws. I grabbed sweatpants and one of Niall's hoodies. He was in sweatpants and a T-Shirt. I changed and we walked downstairs. 
       "That took you two a long time." Liam said. I laughed, hoping they knew nothing.
       "Yeah, sorry, he was helping me with something." I smiled.
      "And what might that be, Samantha?" Louis narrowed his eyes. They wanted to admit we showered together.
        "Her necklace wouldn't come off. Clasp was being annoying." Niall smiled. The boys rolled their eyes and continued to speak.
        "We waited for you two before we ate." Liam spoke again. We looked to the already set table that had perfect settings. We walked over and sat down.
        "Well, come here." Niall laughed. We were all eating and Zayn spoke.
        "So, how was your shower together." This caused me to choke on the water I was drinking. Niall started laughing at my reaction.
        "We knew it." Harry said. We continued to eat and talk. It's not like they never do anything with the girls. I scrolled through Twitter and read some of the tweets. People really liked the photos of Niall I posted. They said Niall looks happier now. I smiled and favorited some of the tweets. Everyone started cleaning up.
        "Alright, truth of dare?" Zayn asked. My eyes grew wide, knowing I was going to be the main target. 
        "Sam, truth or dare." Zayn asked me.
        "Dare." I smiled, knowing they wanted truth. 
        "Go tweet something about Louis." I laughed and opened Twitter.
        "Everyone tweet Louis pictures of carrots, he misses the attention from it." I laughed knowing that Louis hated the whole stupid carrot thing. 
        "I wish I never even admitted to liking them." 
        "Harry, truth or dare." I smiled.
        "Truth." His accent was so different and soothing. 
        "Farthest you and Isabella have gone?" I asked.
        "We've just made out. We don't shower together, unlike some." He shot back in a loving way. After a few more rounds and a few embarrassing things, we ended. I laughed thinking about Niall's dare to tweet a random fan that he was in love with them. They started freaking out and eventually hit tweet limit. It was only 5:40 and we were so bored. We ended up watching The Notebook and Dear John. They acted like they didn't want to watch it, but I'm pretty sure I saw Lou shed a tear or two. We ended up taking an early night to catch up on sleep and just to relax. 
       "Tag." I said, lightly hitting Niall and running up the stairs. I screamed as he chased after me and I jumped onto the bed.
        "Tag." He laughed as he got up to turn the light off. I smiled as I went under his arm and laid on his chest. Eventually, I fell asleep watching him scroll through Twitter. 

        Aw. I love them haha. Sorry for not posting, and for this being at night. I was on vacation and just needed time to relax lol. Hope you're all enjoying the story. Can't believe I am upto 1500 views almost. Brilliant(: I'll write more tomorrow and try to post it earlier. Enjoy! x