Let No One In (A Niall Horan Love Story)

Chapter Twenty Eight: A Night to Remember

Chapter Twenty Eight: A Night to Remember

Niall's P.O.V

        Ever since the trial, Sam and I have been closer than ever. We would be with each other every minute of the day, well just about. It was just the two of us tonight. The boys were all out with their girlfriends. They are staying at the girls flats. The girls might sleep here a lot, but they actually do have their own flats. Sam was currently in the shower. I opened the door and hear her singing. I laughed and started to brush my teeth.
        "Ni?" She yelled over the water.
        "Yes, babe?" I turned as her hand reached for a towel. Being the amazing boyfriend I am, I grabbed the towel quietly and watched her struggle. 
        "Do you know where my towel is?" She laughed.
        "Come out here and get it." I smirked. I heard her sigh as she turned the water off. I smiled as she stepped out of the shower, trying to find her towel. It's not like I haven't seen her naked. I dangled the towel in front of her and ripped it away when she reached for it.
        "Niall." She whined. I let out a laugh at how cute she was, not to mention sexy as well. I pulled her into me, not caring about my shirt and pajama pants getting wet. I wrapped my arms around her waist as I kissed her softly. We eventually deepened the kiss as I pushed her against the wall. Her wet hair falling down her back. I moved my hand to rub her inner thigh softly. She let out a moan and I lifted her as she wrapped her legs around my waist. I started to kiss her neck until I found the spot she loved most. I gently bit down and sucked to watch her once flawless skin turn purple. My hands went to her butt to lift her up even more. I walked out of the bathroom and turned to lay us onto my bed. This time, even though we were alone, my door was locked. Never know, someone might come back to get something. I laid down, pulling her onto of me as I wrapped my arms around her waist. She shivered a bit, causing me to pull a nearby blanket over us. I forgot she was totally naked and it was mid November. I was asking her to have Thanksgiving with me and my family this year. No way would I leave her alone. She broke the kiss and looked at me.
        "We have to leave soon." She smiled, knowing I forgot that we had dinner plans in an hour. She got off me, pulling the blanket around her as if I havn't just seen her naked. I laughed as I grabbed dress pants and a button up shirt. I changed as I watched her do her hair. She was so innocent as she sang along to a song playing over her speakers. She took a piece of her hair and wrapped it around the iron. I watched, amazed, as the hair went from straight to long, gentle curls. I was taken by her beauty. The way she smiled as she sung the lyrics or how her hand combed through her hair. She locked her eyes with mine through the mirror. She shot me a smile as I walked up behind her and kissed her head.
        "Almost ready, angel?" I ran my hand through her hair as I placed my hands on her shoulders. This night was going to just relax us. We have had so much shit happen to us in the last week or two, we needed this. 
        "Yeah, just have to slip into a dress." She smiled. Her makeup and hair was done, stunningly, might I add, and she was in a silky bathrobe. I held my hand out and helped her up. She turned towards me as I kissed her lightly.         
        "I can help with that." I purred into her ear. I pulled the belt to her robe and slipped it down her shoulder. She laughed as she stood in a lacy bra and matching thong. She kissed me softly and pulled the short dress off of a hanger. It was beige on top with lace. The bottom was just beige that flowed out to her mid thigh. She never failed to amaze me with her beauty. She slipped it on and pulled her hair to the side as she motioned for me to zip the back of it. I pulled the zipper up and fixed the necklace I gave her just short of three months ago. She picked up her coat and we were off.

        I handed the keys to the valet before walking to Sam's door to get her. I made sure the table would be a bit isolated from everyone, being that if I got recognized, it would ruin the night. I smiled at her as she sipped her wine carefully. 
        "I was thinking." I stared. Her eyes locked with mine as she listened to my thoughts. 
        "Maybe you'd want to come to Ireland to spend Thanksgiving with me on Thursday. We could leave Wednesday morning, be there and settled by the afternoon. That's if you want to go." I was nervous asking. What if she didn't want to meet my family. I know she already met Greg, and he loved her, but I really want get to go. 
        "Obviously I'll go. I bet your family is so nice and I would love to be surrounded by Irish accents." She giggled. I leaned across the table and kissed her cheek. I would book our tickets tonight and tell my mum that Samantha is coming. I wouldn't want her here by herself. 
        "Ready to go?" I asked as Sam pushed away her plate of salad. I knew that wasn't enough to fill her, and that at twelve tonight she'll be in the kitchen making some sort of dinner. 
        "Yup." She smiled, as she got up. I left money and a tip on the table and we walked out to get my car. Once we got home it was only around 8. She slipped out of her dress and into a tank top and sweatpants. I remembered when she always used to wear my clothing, back when we first started our relationship. I followed her to our room as I got into sweatpants and a shirt. 
        "You know, Harry told me he was going to ask Isabella to spend Christmas with him?" She said. I didn't even think about Christmas. That was in a month and I didn't have any ideas of what to get her. 
        "Really? Do you think she'll go?" I asked.
        "Yeah, she really likes him. To think they've only been dating like a month less than us, if that." She giggled. I pulled her onto my lap and put my phone onto the side table. I slowly kissed her neck in a trail of kisses that led to her lips. My hand moved down to her inner thigh as I deepened our kiss. She let out a soft moan, which just turned me on even more. There's something about having a completely innocent girl moaning on your lap that turns a guy on. I pulled her tanktop off and she did the same to my shirt. She shivered under my cold touch that had laid on her back. I pulled at the waistband of her thong and sweatpants. They both slid down her legs and I pulled them off. She slipped off my sweatpants too. I was left in boxers with my girlfriend in just a bra. I moved my hand higher on her thigh, teasing her. She giggled during the kiss and I put my finger in her, causing her to moan a bit louder. Her nails dug into my back, but I didn't feel the pain. I continued to move my finger in her, faster then slow. She let out soft moans as I kissed her shoulder. She pulled at the waist of my boxers, making them come off. 
        "Are you sure?" I asked. She bit down on her lip and nodded. I connected our lips again and ran my free hand through her hair. I went from her hair to her bra clasp and undid her bra as I slid it off of her, throwing it onto the floor. She begged for me to actually do something, making me feel bad. I lowered myself into her as we both moaned in pleasure. I gripped onto her hip as we connected even more than we ever have. I, being smart, actually remembered a condom too. I kissed her neck, sucking on the spot that made her go crazy. As I repeated my actions to pleasure her, I felt as if I could actually feel the love between us. She moaned a bit louder, causing me to smirk. I kissed her gently, as we hit our climax. My sweat was running through my blond, messy hair as I kissed her one last time. I stared into her eyes as our breath was returning to normal. I was still above her, so I moved myself to be next to her. I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her into me. 
        "I love you so much, babe." I said. 
        "I love you too, Niall." She smiled. I pushed the hair from her face, tracing her jaw. I watched as the blush rose to her face. She was way too adorable. I couldn't help but have such a soft spot for her. I was only this nice or this caring with her. When it came to the boys or anyone else, I wasn't really sentimental. With Sam, I cared for her so much that it shocked me. I don't even sound like myself when I talk to her, but she knows that's the real me. 
        "Now what?" She giggled. I continued to run my hand through her hair, seeing it was barely breaking 8:30. 
        "I could go for round two." I laughed, causing her to hit me. She grabbed my sweatpants off the floor and slipped them on, including a shirt that was on the floor. I laughed as she fixed her hair in the nearby mirror. I got up and followed her out of the room. It's so strange to think that about three months ago I was the one who helped save her. To think that it was like yesterday that I was taking glass out of her arm, or the first time that I told her I loved her. I couldn't imagine life without her. Sure, I've had crushes on girls for a few weeks, but this was not a crush. Even though it's only been a few short months, this girl taught me things about life that I didn't know. She taught me to look at the bright side and to just push through things. My princess was the strongest, bravest girl I knew. I couldn't be more thankful so someone to walk into my life more than I am for her. I knew she was my only weakness. Want to hurt me? Take away Sam. I'd do anything for her, anything. I hope she knew that because I am totally, hopelessly, in love with Samantha Green.

        There's an update. So sorry it's late, I am so busy. I'll update as much as I can this weekend x