A Lie Is A Lie (Niall Horan)

18. Events

Rosie P.O.V

We got back to the hotel. We were in the bedroom, facing each other on the bed. I thanked Niall for asking me to Paris to spend my first Valentine's with him. I gave him a quick kiss and I was backing away, he kept leaning in. It then turned it into a full on make out session. Things were getting really heated and I was getting turned on. My fingers were reaching for his jeans zipper. He broke off the kiss and looked at me confused. "Savannah, what are you doing?"

"Don't you want to?"

"Of course, but I don't want to pressure you. I thought you wanted to wait for the perfect moment,"

"Niall, nothing could be more perfect than this moment,"

I wanted to do it. I want to lose my virginity tonight. I want him to hold me, kiss me and make love to me. I want him to be mine. We then began to take each others clothes off. Oh my, this is the first time we're going to see each other naked, something I have longed for. I was in my matching black lace bra and underpants while he was just in his Calvin Klein boxers. He began to unclip my bra clasp and I let it fall the floor. I then took if his boxers and he took off my underwear. I can't believe I'm seeing him naked and he is seeing me without any clothes on. We then got under the covers and continued to make out. I broke off the kiss when I realised something important that needed to be brought up. "Do you have a condom?" I asked him, out of breath. "Oh fuck! Wait, I think one of the boys have one," He said.

"Oh, good," I sighed in relief.

He got out of the bed and I waited with the sheets wrapped around my body. Niall walked out of the room and went to the bathroom. I was waiting a while and then he shouted. "Savannah?"

"Yeah?" i shouted back to him. Niall walked back into the room holding up a foil packet.

"There's only one,"

Crap. Well, I should say thank god, but what happens if it pops? We'd be screwed.

"Do you know how to put it on?" I asked as he climbed back into the bed.

"No, do you?"

Oh yeah, he's not great at putting on condoms. i saw him in Health class in 9th grade. If he put it on, we'd definetley be screwed. But I also remember me failing to put a condom on a cucumber. I hope this condom packet has instructions.

"Sort of. The guys I've slept with usually put it on. I've only done it a few times. Are there instructions?"

He then looked at the packet.

"Yeah,"

"Okay, I'll try it,"

I took the packet off him and looked at it. I read the instructions and followed them precissley. I was almost done, but then I heard a snap. It broke. Only me this happens to. Only me! Something like this always happens to me. I uncovered the covers to see Niall look at me confused. "Fuck!" I shouted. He groaned in frustration. "I'm so sorry, Niall," I got off of him and began pacing up and down the room.

"No, it's okay," He said as he was taking off the broken condom.

"No it's not. I badly want to do this,"

"I did too, but we can't do anything now. I don't know any stores in Paris that sell contraceptives at midnight,"

We stayed silent for a minute. Niall decided to put on his pants but remained shirtless. I still remained in the same position, pacing back and force in the bedroom.

"This is your fault," He said while pointing at me as I stopped pacing. I know it's my fault, but why did he have to say it out loud and make me feel bad?