Chapter 4

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Niall's POV

I woke up alone in bed, I nearly missed his warmth except remembering what he had done to me in the shower and manipulating me. I sat up and scoffed what had happened so far. In the past 12 hours everything has changed drastically. Twelve hours ago I was on the street, singing and trying to make a little money and twelve hours later I laid in a big bed, thinking something I never once thought I would have before, not even when I was in grade school. Something about Liam made me change my mind, made me question my sexuality. I wasn't gay, was I? I'd never had even a girlfriend before. I was happy, popular, but i'd never felt right around girls. When my parents divorced I just felt broken. 

I shook my head and slowly got up, groaning when my feet made contact with the cold hardwood floor. I tiptoed over to the bathroom and turned on the light. I looked in the mirror and rubbed my neck, attempting to,  maybe, wipe away the love bites that lined my neck. I groaned as they became more purple going down my neck. I was sore from head to toe. I quietly looked around for some pain pills but there was none in sight. I groaned again but this time a little louder than I wanted to. Liam came running in.

"Are you hurt?" He asked, but i still hadn't gotten over the fact he cared about me enough to literally jump out of bed and check on me. I scanned his slumpy body over and noticed he was in briefs and blushed. he walked over smirking, taking my hand and pulls me out of the bathroom, not even caring he didn't put clothes on before walking out in front of three maids. They thought nothing of it. I looked down and saw I was in just boxers.

"Liam i'm not dressed."

"That's the plan." He picks up his speed and I have run to keep up with him. I nearly tripped as we ran down the steps but I kept a tight hold on him. We both went into the kitchen and the maids instantly ran out. I looked around and saw the kitchen was blindingly white, white counters, white floors, white drawers and cabinets, everything and the light shined just right so it lit up more of the room than normal. "Start cooking and i'll tell you the rest of what you are to do." I turned around.

"Well what do you want and -" 

"Pancakes, eggs and bacon and no more questions." He sat down on a stool. I looked around and found everything I needed pre-set on the counter. I slowly started cooking. I remembered back to when I had to cook for my mum. She was dying in front of me and my father didn't care. He was off with a snob, totally not him but he was forced into it. "Niall you're burning it!" I snapped out.

"I'm- I'm sorry." I looked at the food. It was the eggs but it didn't look like them. They were black and burnt.

"Try again." 

"I can't."

 "Well why not? You know Ni-" Ni? When did my nickname become available for him? "Hello?" He waves hands in my face.

"I'm listening."

"Good, go again, Horan." I start again, this time focusing more on the sizzling of the bacon. My mum's favorite breakfast food is or really was bacon. I was focused until I felt Liam's warm body against mine, making me cover with goose bumps. "Keep cooking, i'll do the work, okay?" His husky voice, racing down my back sending shivers, even more than the last. I nodded eagerly wanting more.  His hand's trail down my not prominent v-line. "Oh baby you look so sexy." He nibbled in my ear.

"L-Li." I moan, it echoing through the cement inside of the kitchen. I had gotten a closer look because the way the was touching made me see things in a whole new way.

"So it is, I have an effect on you?" He kissed down my neck leaving yet again more marks in the places he hadn't last night. Last night came flooding back and as much as I thought it was wrong, what I felt last night was amazing. I had never been felt up that way. Here I was again, getting felt up again and I was in love with it. The problem was did he feel the same way. The answer is no, he doesn't, to him i'm just a fuck buddy, an innocent fuck buddy. I was just in this so I could have a roof over my head. As much as I hated it I wasn't going to be anymore to him.

By now his hand was pulling and rubbing on my member and I was fighting to focus to make sure I didn't burn the food. Moans endlessly escaped my mouth and again echoed, each one got louder and louder until I was screaming. I felt his hard against the back of me and there and now I wanted him to fuck me. Or I swear I would have exploded. I whimpered when I lost his touch on me.

'Relax and finish. You'll get more, later." He teased me, I glanced at him, he was playing with his own member. I wanted nothing less but to help him. I cooked for another 10 minutes, complete torture. At points I wanted to rush and at points I did. I took stuff to the table. "Good boy, come here." I shakily walked over to him. "Give me a lap dance, Horan." I bite my lip to hold in my whines. I just wanted to fuck him and now I was to tease him. I started off slow, because i've never done this before, I had just been taken to strip clubs by countless number of guys  trying to "help" me. "Speed up." He commanded. I did so.

After 5 minutes more of torture, he spun me around. He leaned in until he was inches to my lips. My breath sped up as well as my heart. Why was I wanting him so bad? What was his effect? He pulled away.

"I only have sex in the bedrooms-" He paused. "Usually. And no you won't be getting sex from me got it? Sex is a sign of love and I don't love you." I forced back tears and nodded. "Got it? Good. Now blow job." I slowly got down, I was to heart broken to even care if I was demolished by his actions. I pulled his member out of his boxers. I was an idiot for thinking he'd love me, in fact I don't think I even know what love is. I put most of him in my mouth and still continue to fight back tears. My heart hurt and I hated it, I hated Liam, I hated everything about him. He eventually came into my mouth and when he left I spit it back mouth, in spite of him. I hated him and yet he has the nerve to say that and walk out like it was no big deal. 

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Tanks for reading, a lot of shit has been happening and I couldn't get around to updating. But here one is.  

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