Criminal (1D)

Chapter 8

Jenna pov

I woke up to the feeling of Nialls morning erection on my inner right thigh, the soft noise of four lads laughing, and the loud click of a photo being taken. My eyes fluttered open and my head snapped to the direction the noise was coming from. The lads were leaning over us, and large grins plastered across their faces as they took photo after photo of us. I looked down at Nialls sleeping figure laying on top of me. His weight becoming uncomfortable. His head lay nuzzled into my collarbone, while the rest of him was stretched out on me. His legs had pushed mine open at some point in the night so his hips could lay just a little lower than my v, on the inside of my legs. Thank god that a blanket covered both of us from the waist down so the lads didn't see what was happening to Niall at the moment. I turned sleepily back to the other lads who giggled like they were insane.
"Get the fuck out of here before I beat your asses all the way back to Great Britain!" I threatened softly. Niall hummed as if he were laughing, but didn't want to open his mouth to let the sound echo through the bus. The lads sighed and filed out of the bus, leaving me and Niall alone. I wriggled beneath Niall and his eyes fluttered open. He groaned and wiggled himself until his full weight was once again on me, and I couldn't move anything but my arms and head. I ruffled his fluffy blond hair until he moaned beneath me. His head lifted and his ice blue eyes met my gaze.
"Morning, beautiful!" He whispered with a sleepy smile.
"Morning handsome!" I whispered back. His smile was so warm and happy that my eyes broke. I laughed and leaned down to kiss him. His lips were soft and plump and swollen from being bitten over and over again. We pulled away and Niall finally got off of me. His erection had gone away now so he pulled me up and we both walked into the bathroom to get ready for the day.
"Guess what day it is!" Harry yelled as the boys rushed into the bus. Niall was in the middle of helping me chose an outfit as I curled my hair. Niall chose a white skirt, blue button down denim shirt, a brown belt, and brown flats for me to wear. Harry walked over and took my curling iron from me and curled the back of my head as I turned and watched the boys flop down on the black leather sofa, flicking on the news. The news people were talking about the normal stuff. traffic, crashes, weather. The usual. Then the news switched to us.
"One direction has stopped here in Chicago for their two concerts at tinley park and their interview tomorrow at noon before they hit the road and travel to New York." The news woman explained. "They have been spotted frequently around town, followed by fans all around the world, but one in particular. Jenna Pemrickson. Is this one of the one direction friends, or girlfriend?" They asked. Pictures of me and Niall flew across the screen. One picture stayed on longer though. The picture of Niall carrying me bridal style into the tour bus with my face in his neck. "Niall Horan. Single, or taken? More after the break." Then the tv switched off. Harry set down the curling iron and turned me. Bouncing my wavy curls until I grinned foolishly. Then I got dressed and we all set out into the morning.
We were walking down town by the shops when I turned to Niall, making the whole group stop.
"Why are you acting so calm?" I demanded.
"What?" He asked, his face scrunched in confusion at my sudden anger.
"Why are you ok with this? When the world thinks were dating." I said. Niall grabbed my hand and pulled me into him.
"Because I want the world to know that your mine." He whispered in my ear, making me shiver. Then he kissed my cheek and we continued our walk, Niall still holding my hand.
We had visited a lot of stores. I had bought a lot, or should I say Niall bought me a lot. He carried all my bags, even if I yelled at him and gave him the silent treatment. We walked past pink and Victoria's Secret, but I paused. Once again making the boys stop with me.
"Are you kidding me?!" Louis groaned.
"No. Were going inside." I said plainly. Niall shoved his and my bags into Zayns hands before following me into the store with a suspiciously happy looking Harry. I walked straight over to the yoga pant and sweatpants department. I picked out a couple pairs of yogas and longingly stroked a pair of black sweatpants and grey jacket with leopard print fur inside. Then I walked away and towards the bra and thong department. Harry was there, gaping at the half naked manakin. I shuffled through the bins, picking out stuff here and there.
"Hey. How about this?" Harry asked. I turned to him as he held an XL to his chest, his eyebrows pointed up with humor.
"No. That's to small." I said, forcing my face to keep blank. I walked past, nosing he was watching me with a silly grin on his face. I knew my size was actually smaller, but it was still fun to see his expression. I walked over to Niall and forced him to give me his credit card so he didn't see what I was buying. I also bought some pink perfume with wings on it. After that I walked outside and found Niall and Harry siting next to the other lads. I threw a cologne at Harry.
"Maybe you can get a girl like that manikin with that." I joked. He grinned at me. Then we continued on our way. We grabbed lunch at a sandwich place, caught a movie, and walked around town. We were laughing now at one of Louis jokes. Niall wrapped his arm around my shoulders, his laugh making me laugh harder. It was contagious. I pushed into him, allowing him to steal a kiss from me. We walked back towards the tour bus, being stopped a couple times by fans and reporters for pictures and questions. By the time we were near the bus we were running from hoards of fans. I was out of breath by the time we reached the bus, and my legs burned from running. We dashed inside and locked the doors as the security outside desperately tried to keep the fans back. We leaned over as we tried to catch our breath. It was almost time for their last show in the area. We had about an hour to get down to the stadium. The lads started to get ready. I helped Niall tie the shoes on his Jordan's. Damn kid couldn't even tie his own shoes. Ten I helped him get dressed. He didn't protest as I pulled his shirt up. He watched as I rubbed my hand down his flat stomach, my fingers curling around the waistband of his skinny jeans. He instantly hardened as I pressed my hips against his. He moaned, earning gazes from the other lads. I shook my head and he closed his eyes as he desperately tried to calm himself. He allowed me to pick his shirt and reach up to pull it down over his torso. As my body lengthened to reach over his fingertips he quickly pinched my side, his hand lightly brushing my also flat stomach. I giggle and squirmed, but remained fixed into my position as I pulled Nialls shirt over his head and down and around his broad shoulders. It was getting late now. I quickly helped Niall fix his hair, and then they were off to the stadium. I stayed behind and snuggled into the coach. Niall had asked me to come with to sit backstage, but I had declined so he could focus on the concert. I hated being alone. Especially in the dark. It scared the crap out of me. I sat with my knees drew up to my chest as I watched Disney movies until they returned. When they did they all joined me as I watched maleficent. Niall scooped me up and placed me on his lap, his hand resting lifeless on my inner thigh. Then when the movie was over we all went to bed. All except me and Niall.
"I'm going to take a shower babe." He had said to me. I nodded and moved towards our bunk. He grabbed my arm and twirled me to him.
"So are you." He whispered in my ear before leading me into the bathroom on the other side of the bus. He filled the water with hot water and added bubbles. Then he turned to me with a smirk as he unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down. I watched as he fully undressed and sunk into one side of the small bath. Then he watched as I undressed and slipped in on the other side. The hot water cooking my skin. His legs spread mine apart and we sat there, knees out of the water.
"This is nice." He whispered. His eyes darkening a little. I nodded to breathless to say anything. His legs disappeared beneath the bubbles and wrapped around my back, pulling me closer. Little Niall had hardened and now poked my inner right thigh. I blushed slightly and Niall blushed as well. His pale face blooming into a rosy pink as his hands touched me. They trailed from my shoulders to my toes. Sending vibrant volts of electricity up my body as he went. His hands moved back up and lightly rested on my fading mark on my neck from his mouth. His eyes darkened as he pulled me closer.
"Your mine Jenna. You know that. And this here is my mark. My mark is to warn off others." He growled softly in my ear. Then his neck craned and his lips met his mark on my skin. His tongue ran over it a couple times before he began to suck, giving me a hickey. He rocked me against him as his teeth joined in, softly biting me. Grabbed my tender skin and pulling at it until his mark reappeared on my skin, fresh and red with irritation. Then he kissed me. He kissed from his mark all the way up neck and around my ear. He began to suck once again, easily finding my sweet spot. He sucked and sucked, his tongue running along the spot until I moaned and begged him to stop. A growing tension starting in my abdomen. Then he pulled away with a smirk. He got out of the bath and dressed in only his boxers, leaving me in the bath alone. I got up and dressed in my pjs and looked at myself in the mirror. Nialls mark was raw on my collarbone, and stung to the touch. It began to turn black and blue as I turned my head to look at the hickey Niall had left behind my right ear. I sighed and followed Niall out and to our bed where I found him asleep. I slid in next to him and curled up to his chest. His arm snaking around my waist unconsciously. And I fell asleep to the sound of his breathing, and to the feeling of his mark stinging on my collarbone.