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New Angel - Chapter 8
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NIALL
"Your friends are nice."
I turned my head to look at Summer, laying next to me and my lips curled slightly on the left. Despite what happened between Millie and Louis, we still had a lot of fun together. It was something that always impressed me when it came to Millie and I had just realized it at that moment. I thought she was someone who didn't care much about anything but the truth was, she was just extremely good at hiding it. It was in the tone of her voice, in the fraction of a second when she hesitated, in the quick glances she'd send and in the way she played with the mood ring on her middle finger. I had never noticed that before, and I wondered if it was because I never cared to look or just because it never happened. Millie and Louis used to be happy together, even if they were not officially a couple, but in the span of a few weeks, everything had changed and somehow, it reminded me of my own relationship with Grace.
I thought it would last forever and reality had hit me so hard. I could see all the reactions and feelings I had been through in the weeks after Grace left through Millie's eyes, even if she was clearly better than me at hiding it. I knew I was probably the only one who noticed it but it didn't matter. I knew, and even if I wanted to take that pain away from her, I knew it was impossible, or at least, I had no idea how.
"Yea, they're great." I admitted with a fond smile. "I don't know what I'd do without them."
I turned on my side to face Summer who had her arms crossed on her chest, her naked breasts hidden by the sheets of my bed. I held my head with my hand, my upper arm against the mattress and sighed low. It was amazing to have someone to have sex with, and also someone who would just lay in bed with me for a while. We never really talked about anything deep or serious, but Summer was funny and sweet and it's definitely what I needed. I had been in the same relationship for a while and now I just wanted to have fun. I knew I wouldn't be able to get into a new romantic relationship before I'd stop thinking about Grace multiple times a day, or before I compared everything to her, or wondered what she would have said or how things would be if I was with her instead. I also knew it would take time, because that's what everyone says, right? Healing takes time.
"And what would you do without me?" she asked, her lips curling right before mine did too.
"Use my hand. And it would be a shame!" I joked, making her chuckle.
"A shame uh?"
"Oh yea," I insisted, shaking my head slightly and bringing my hand to the sheets, pulling on them a bit, trying to expose her. "Because that body is incredible darling."
She brought her shoulders up and closer to her face holding the sheets up. I gave up and chuckled again but when I realized how uncomfortable she was, I lost my smile.
"Sorry, I didn't want to upset you."
"No no, it's alright." she pointed out in a soft tone, sending me a fake smile. "So, Niall, tell me about your ex girlfriend."
My eyebrows raised up and I moved my head back slightly as my eyes left hers. I was surprised by her question, it was really something I didn't expect and I was not sure talking about my ex girlfriend with my current fuck buddy was a good idea.
"Uhm, there's not much to say." I admitted, bringing my hand up to scratch the back of my head. "I mean, I guess everything started very quickly between us. Sparkles and all that. And when it stopped, I didn't expect it at all."
"How is she like?"
"Pretty. Smart. She knows what she wants and what she's worth. Cheeky." I enumerated, making me realize that perhaps, Millie was right about my 'type' of girl. "She.. liked to be the center of attention. She's the kind of girl who needs all the eyes on her when she enters a room. And she gets what she wants."
"Okay, so, she's pretty much my opposite."
I thought she'd laugh but I finally looked down at Summer and I could see worries in her eyes. I knew that talking about Grace was a bad idea, and I didn't want Summer to compare herself to hers, even if secretly, I did it, too.
"Why do you say it like it's a bad thing?" I asked gently, making her raise her eyebrows. "It's not a competition, you know. She's not here. You are."
Her eyes ran on my face quickly and she finally sent me a small smile and nodded.
"Do you think you're ready to meet my friends now?"
I smiled more, happy that she decided to talk about something else, and slowly nodded. "Yea, why not?"
Her face illuminated and she licked her lips. "Great! So, tomorrow, 6pm, my place?"
"Alright." I bent down and kissed her lips gently. "What are we gonna tell them? I mean, did you tell them we were just friends or... did we also tell them we have sex?"
"No, I just... I said we were friends."
I was surprised her friends didn't ask more questions. After all, we had met in a bar, she had sent one of them my phone number and my address and we had ended up at my apartment. This isn't really how you make new friends. Still, Summer had mentioned she was not the kind of girl who had sex on the first night and her friends probably knew that.
Anyway, I didn't want to rush things and it was better this way. If Summer didn't want to tell her friend she was in a friends with benefits relationship with me, it was her business. Besides, we had made it clear we were not exclusive, which meant there was definitely no strings attached, at least for now.
"Okay, that works for me."
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When I got at Summer's apartment and walked in, I heard laughs coming from afar. We walked towards them and I couldn't help but let my eyes travel on Summer. Her hair was down, for once, slightly wavy and falling on her back. She was wearing a simple tank top and a pair of blue jeans but it made me want to get on top of her immediately.
"Okay so everyone, this is Niall." Summer said shyly, standing next to me. "Niall, this is Meredith, Kate, Lena and Andrew."
They all got up and walked closer to kiss my cheeks and we finally sat at the table together. Dinner went by really fast and we laughed all together. Meredith and Lena were funny and talkative, and reminded me a lot of Summer. I didn't know how to react to Kate's way with me, though. She was looking at me in a weird way and I could swear that at some point, I felt one of her foot slide on my leg under the table. I quickly brought my leg away but it's the small smile she sent me right after that made me feel bad. I knew Summer had mentioned we were just friends, but to have one of her friends flirt with me that way seemed uncalled for and I was not sure how to react. Andrew seemed to study me a lot and for some reason, I felt like he was trying to be funnier and more interesting than I was and I felt completely stupid when, after a few hours, I noticed how he was looking at Summer.
I thought about what had happened between Louis and Millie the day before and realized that tonight was just as awkward, if not more. We finally sat together in the living room with a glass of wine and I realized most of them were getting tipsy, which probably was not the best idea.
"Okay so Niall, d'you work?"
"Uhm, yea. I'm a cook, actually. Part time." I nodded, shrugging a shoulder. "And I give guitar lessons."
"Oh really? I was just thinking I wanted to learn an instrument."
My eyes found Kate's and I raised my eyebrows, not answering her smile. I knew she was important for Summer and that she thought we were only friends, but I didn't like the way she was talking to me and I was certainly not going to flirt back with her.
"I already have enough students for now, sorry."
I glanced at Summer who sighed low as a smile spread on her face and I knew my answer was the right one. I was not going to be impolite but at the same time, there was no way I would encourage her.
"Kate, you're annoying." Lena pointed out, rolling her eyes at her. "Can't you see he's not into you? Why do you always do that?"
"Mind your business, Len." she replied, her eyes never leaving me.
"Okay, enough, we're leaving. It's late." Meredith added, getting up quickly.
It took a few minutes or so of argumentation but Kate finally agreed to leave with the rest of them. They said their goodbyes and I tried not to react when her hand slid down my back slowly. I let out a sigh of relief when the door closed behind them and felt Summer's hand on my arm before turning my head her way.
"I'm so sorry about Kate." she apologized in a soft and guilty tone. "She really loves attention. Especially from men."
My eyes roamed on her face and I once again thought about Grace. I didn't mention it, obviously, but I knew Summer was thinking about the description I gave her of my ex girlfriend too and finally, I just licked my lips and shook my head.
"Not your fault, don't apologize."
She took a step closer and tilted her head before pressing her lips together. Her eyes dropped to my chest and she brought her hands against it, sliding them down a bit before gripping my shirt.
"Do you want to see my room again?"
I held my breath as I stared at her and my lips parted slightly. I wanted her, I really did, and it took everything out of me to let out the words I wanted to say.
"It's late, I should leave, too." I admitted in a whisper, making her pout. "Rain check?"
"You could stay the night, maybe?" she proposed, getting on her tiptoe.
I swallowed hard now that her lips were close to mine and blinked a few times. "You're being unfair right now, you know the puppy eyes are very hard to resist."
"That's the whole point."
I kept looking at her but my thoughts were back at home. Maybe Louis and Millie were together at the moment, or maybe Millie was sad and alone. Maybe Louis was gone or maybe he told her it was over between them. I couldn't help the thoughts running in my head and I didn't want to leave Millie to deal with it by herself, and if Louis hadn't talked to her yet, I wanted to knock at his door and remind him that he should do it as soon as possible. I couldn't stay and if I wanted to be honest with myself, I didn't want to stay either. I wanted to be there for my friends they way they had been there for me.
"I can't babe, I'm sorry." I repeated in a soft tone, grabbing her hands in mine and squeezing her fingers. "I'll text you tomorrow though, alright?"
When I walked back in my apartment, I heard yells coming from behind a door and sighed low, glad that I decided to come back. I knew it was none of my business but at the same time, I couldn't just pretend it didn't affect me. So many things were left unsaid between these two but even if I was happy they were finally sharing their thoughts, I would have hoped it would have been calmly with a drink or something like that. It was stupid of me to have expected something like that, though, knowing that both my friends had explosive and strong personalities.
I let my keys fall on the coffee table and walked slowly to the hall, leaning against the wall right in front of Louis' door.
"Really Louis? Really? You're serious?" Millie seemed angrier than I had ever heard her and I leaned my head against the wall.
"What now?" Louis yelled back. "What the fuck did you fucking expect Millie? That this stupid thing was gonna last forever?"
"Stupid? No you are stupid Louis Tomlinson!" she screamed again, her voice cracking slightly. I was sure Louis didn't notice, but I did. "What we have matters! It's important ok!"
"What we had, Millie! It's over!"
"Why? Because you found some new bitch that you wanna shag? Shag her as long as you want and then come back! What we have is stronger than just a fucking lust story!"
"Oh Mill..." I whispered very low, closing my eyes and shaking my head lightly.
"She's not just some girl okay! I... I have feelings for her!"
Silence. I waited a few more seconds and opened my eyes again, moving my head back to look at the door. I almost expected Millie to storm out but she didn't and I waited for what seemed like half an hour. All I could hear was the thumping of my heart in my chest.
"I thought you loved me." Millie let out softly. "You said you loved me..."
"I do Millie, I love you. You're my best friend. But I'm not in love with you." Louis explained, making me let out a low curse word. That must have hurt Millie so bad I had to swallow hard as it reminded me of my own pain. "Please, Millie."
"Don't touch me!"
"Come on, Millie, I don't want to lose you." Louis confessed, making my grimace and groan low. It was such a hurtful thing to say to someone you just broke the heart to, and I wanted to open the door and force Millie out so she wouldn't have to hear any more of his painful words.
"You should have thought about that before."
I held my breath and got back on my feet, my back straight, when the door opened. Millie came face to face with me, her eyes red but her head high and I was fucking impressed by her strength. We stared at each other for a while until Louis appeared behind her, holding the door, his eyes moving from me to Millie and then back to me.
"What are you doing here?" he asked me with a frown.
"I live here."
"Right here? In the hall?" Louis let out sarcastically.
I decided it was useless to answer and just looked back at him. I knew he was somehow right and that I probably shouldn't have listened to their fight but it's not like I wouldn't have been able to hear it from my room anyway.
"Okay, I'm going to bed." Millie let out rudely, throwing one of her hands up and shaking her head. Her voice became softer when her eyes met mine, though. "Good night, Niall."
"Good night, Mill." I replied gently, searching for her fingers and squeezing them.
She didn't look at me but walked past me and my eyes found Louis again. We glared at each other until we heard Millie's door close roughly and Louis finally sighed loud.
"I told her." he pointed out in an angry tone as if I didn't already know. "Happy now?"
I knew he was mad at me and I didn't really care. I still thought it was the right thing to do and I would never think otherwise.
"Very."
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Too drunk to fuck (pt 2)
Friday, 7:36 p.m: unknown number: “Do you wanna come to a party tomorrow?”
When you first got the text, your heart fluttered hoping it was Mark, but he would never invite you to a party, he would never really want you around him or his friends, he probably hated you as much as you first hated him.Hesitant on whether to reply or not, you took your time while trying to find a way to be smooth.
Friday, 7:48 p.m: “yea but who’s this tho”
Wondering who could be texting you, asking you out to a party, you went through a list of people and old friends that could have your number, but you couldn’t think of someone.
Friday, 9:05 p.m: unknown number: “Oh right”
“Sorry”
“It’s Na Jaemin, you’re friends with Mark, right?”
Na Jaemin. You remembered his name from the times your History teacher would scold him every single class. You never really spoke to him. You found him funny, he had a way of making the whole class laugh, but he was annoying, he never took anything serious, and he never really seem to care about something that wasn’t himself. He always winked at you when he came in 5 minutes late, and he asked you to help him with homework every other day.
Friday, 9:09 p.m: “oh”
“i wouldn’t say friends, but i guess we know eachother”
Friday, 9:10 p.m, Na Jaemin: “???”
“But he has your number”
“???”
What was that supossed to mean?
Friday, 9:13 p.m: “on that note”
“how do u have my number, tho”
You couldn’t really recall ever giving Jaemin your number, whenever you helped him, he’d ask in class or look for you on the library.
Friday, 9:23 p.m, Na Jaemin: “I took his phone and stole it”
“I’m sorry about that”
“Do you wanna come? I can pick you up :)”
He was odd, to say the least. When you thought about Jaemin, even though he was playing dumb most of the time, you couldn’t picture him as the kind of guy that steals phone numbers for no reason, or the kind that would want you in a party.
And even worse than Na Jaemin, if that could be possible, there were also his friends, their friends. You only knew a couple of them, but you’ve heard how amazingly annoying they were when they were together, you didn’t really want to ever be in the same room as them
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Friday, 9:29 p.m: “why tho”
“i don’t think i’d know someone at your parties”
Friday, 9:30 p.m, Na Jaemin: “Mark says youre nice”
“And he doesnt want to come so maybe if you did he would”
“pleeeeaseeeeee? :(”
It was common sense, telling you that the worst thing that you could do to yourself right now, would be agreeing. You already knew there was nothing between you and Mark, and nothing would ever be there, and you also knew, you didn’t want to meet his friends, you didn’t want to get along with them, you didn’t want to know about them.
Friday, 9:35 p.m, Na Jaemin: “We’re having drinks, if that would make the deal a little bit better”
“Just say yes, please. Say. Yes.”
Was that some kind of holy sign? No, you didn’t drink at all, you didn’t need anoyone buying alcohol for you, but maybe somehow, that would boost your courage, maybe that’s what you needed to go back to him, to try to get along with them. Maybe if you tried, there would be something between you and Mark Lee.
Friday, 9:55 p.m: “okay but u r picking me up”
“and i’m leaving as soon as i’m drunk”
Friday, 10:00 p.m, Na Jaemin: “Yaaaay”
“I’ll pick you up at 8″
“Is that okay?”
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A.N: OKaYyY I’M ACTUALLY PISSED BECAUSE OF HOW LONG IT TOOK ME TO UPDATE. I’M ALSO VERY SORRY IF THIS FELT SIMPLE AND CHEAP BUT BEAR WITH ME MY BRAIN IS DUMB AND I’M UNINSPIRED THE COMEBACK LEFT ME UHM FREAKING OUT TO SAY THE LEAST
Anyway guys i wasn’t really planning to do it a three-part thing, mostly because this one seems kinda off to me somehow, but i kinda wanted this to be more accurate irl at least by the time i post it, since it’s like 10:50~ish here, in case you didn’t have plans for today.
Also i pROMISE i’m posting tomorrow so expect something happening at the damn party
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Notes: Hi lyric and I guess Naomi, so for this story I basically tried to make it like tutor sessions but I wanted to put my own twist on it to make it like some of the other stories that I have been reading here’s a little disclaimer basically Lyric is the main character and Naomi is her best friends or her side character or whatever and there is a brief mention of hawks but the love interest or whatever is Dabi yeah. I wrote it on here cause like no one knows that I have tumbler I didn’t want to do it on wattpad. Hopefully you like this 😐
It was the first day back to school and over the summer you had gone through a horrible break up which wasn't the best way to spend summer but your entire focus was gonna be on school this year no more relationships. You thought to yourself.
As you entered you first period, you see your friend Naomi... she called you over "hey Lyric! come sit by me" you then walked over to your seat and set everything down while the rest of the kids came into the classroom.
As the class began your teacher projects "welcome back to school students my name is Mr.Jean and this year you will be taking AP history or in other words advanced history". "This year we have two students who are sophomores but were allowed to take this upper class because of their high GPA."
"Their names are Lyric and Naomi if you turn and look back they are sitting in the corner" Everyone turned to look back at you guys for about 5 seconds and for the most part you thought nothing of it, but this one guys with black hair and burn marks who was quite cute in your eyes stared a little longer. The guy sitting next to him with blonde hair grabbed him and said "dude turn around don't be a creep".
The teacher sighs, "Hawks and Dabi please don't forget that you guys are retaking this class because you goofed off last year, you're seniors get it together."
They both looked embarrassed and you kinda felt bad for them, you look over to see Naomi not even paying attention to them though, that made you a little upset since her and the blonde would definitely look good together.
As class ended you went to your other 5 courses, and thank god that you didn't have to see your ex since you guys didn't have any periods together. That made you super relieved, it was about 6:00 and you were done with cheer practice. You headed back to your dorm where Naomi already had been since she didn't do much after school. You were able to stay on campus in high school because of dual enrolment.
You dropped your things and plopped on your bed, you weren't planning on going to sleep because you wanted to shower but Naomi forgot to wake you up even though you told her 10 times to wake you up!. It was the next day 8:00 Am to be specific and class started at 7:45 you were late...or at least you were gonna be REALLY late ! You jumped up and quickly yelled "Naomi ! Wake up ! ....we are so late you didn't wake me up last night or set an alarm ! UHHH!"
"Lyric calm down, I fell asleep and couldn't wake you it's just class." "You are only mad cause you might see Your ex Todoroki in the halls because he's usually late to class too. You reply "uhh okay yeah maybe, anyways wait for me until I get out the shower we might as well be really late cause I don't wanna go to class smelly" You both got ready and headed to your first period where you saw Dabi and Hawks, something about Dabi had you so intrigued but uu didn’t know what it was. The entire class period you couldn’t stop thinking about him.
When class ended you quickly snapped out of it and thought about the promise you made to yourself after what you went through with Todoroki, boys would not be something that distracted you. At lunch you sat with Naomi and told her that she should definitely get with Hawks cause they would look so good together. She responded “don’t think that I didn’t notice the way you were looking at Dabi the whole class, let’s talk about that.
You looked confused and responded “no he’s not my type”.... “Who’s not your type?” said a deep voice coming from behind you, “oh um hi ! You responded “you’re in my first period right” “yeah my name is Dabi and this is Hawks, can we sit here?” Naomi nodded “yeah definitely, we weren’t talking about anything serious.”
He smirks “oh okay...that’s good to hear ladies”
Hawks turns and starts to have a conversation with Naomi while Dabi turns and faces towards you. He laughs “so I mean I can hear pretty good, who is this guy that’s not really your type”.....you blush “oh um that was just a little inside joke I promise , it’s nothing to dwell on. He says “hmm okay whatever you say, so how are you liking Mr jeans class Lyric, it must be so easy because you were able to get in because of your high GPA.”
You respond “to be honest the work seems kind of hard, harder than I expected” Dabi says “oh so “smartie” can’t even get that mans work done he’s such a pain in the ass.” You think to yourself wow this guy is pretty funny...maybe I shouldn’t push him away.
He says in his monotone voice “well since we both seem to be struggling...maybe we could have a study sesh, ya know for the upcoming quiz next week”. You respond “uhm yeah this Saturday right after the football game I can come to your dorm” his face lights up “yeah that’s perfect since I’m playing in the game, and your a cheerleader right”? “yeah, uh yeah I am”you responded.
Fast forward to Saturday you and Naomi head to the field and she wishes you good luck. You start to get in formation while you see Dabi warming up, he smiles at you. You turn around quickly because the game is starting. You and your squad are about to go on, you see Dabi from the corner of your eye looking your way...omg why does he have to be so hot it’s making me nervous you think to yourself. Uh I’m gonna forget the routine.
Luckily you didn’t forget and everything went just as planned. When the game ended it was around 8:00 Pm, You and Naomi headed away from the bleachers when you heard that same deep voice of Dabi yell “Hey! Lyric and Naomi” you both turn around to see him and Hawks running . Hawks says “hey Naomi we are still on for hanging out ?” She reply’s “uh yeah totally”, Dabi says “yeah Lyric we are still on too right?” You responded yes and then He hugged you goodbye that gave you butterflies.
You and Naomi make it back to the dorms, she smirks “I didn’t know you and Dabi had a little thing going onnnn...” you rolled your eyes “we are just studying, plus I’m pretty sure you and Hawks will be doing way more stuff than us tonight .She replied “yeah okay whatever you say I knew I was right, don’t let Todoroki hold you back, not everyone is like him” you ignored her and you guys proceeded to each get in the shower and then get ready.
When you both were finished you realized that it worked perfectly because while Hawks went to you and Naomi’s dorm you would be gone, and while you were at Dabi’s dorm Hawks would be gone. You saw the blonde approaching you...he asked “so Lyric is Naomi ready?, Dabi is ready for you and our dorm is 5b2 just in case you forgot. You reply “uh yeah Naomi is ready, okay bye”
You knocked on Dabi’s dorm and he hugged you again, everything was surprisingly neat and it smelled really, really good. He says “uhm you can sit at the desk I’ll be there in a minute I have to get my books” he came running back and sat right next you. “Okay so we are just taking notes for the study guide” you said he responded “yeah”.
He then wrote his name on the paper [dabi ackerman] your eyes quickly opened wide you thought... no, no way AKERMAN!? the same last name as Todoroki ? You asked “um akerman..that’s your last name don’t tell me you have a brother named Todoroki?”
He responded “uh yeah I do actually he’s in the same grade as you right..how do you know him?” You sigh “we dated last year and ended things over the summer” he looks shocked “ohhh you were the girl he was talking about, yeah my brother is a total piece of shit when it comes to relationships” he puts his hand on your thighs and reassures you “but i promise I’m nothing like him”
He slowly moves his fingers up your thigh “hey Lyric, tell me did you really come here to just study” you responded “well...that was my intention bu-
He cuts of your sentence and kisses you, “I know you didn’t, you can’t be as innocent as you look”. He grabs your hips and lays you down on the bed as he starts to unbuckle his belt, You could see how hard he was through his pants. You gave in, even though he was Todoroki’s brother you wanted to have some fun so you entertained the situation.
You pulled off his black tank top and put your hands in his pants, you then pulled him on the bed and got on top of him. You could see that he was very turned on and the mood was set because of course he already had music playing. You started to kiss his stomach all the way down to his dick.
You put your lips on the tip and his head titled back in pleasure “uh yeah fuck just like that” he then stood up over you and put his hands around your neck “be a good girl like you claim to be, and put the whole thing in your mouth” you did as he said, he still had his head tilted back as tears were running down your face and black eyeliner was dripping, you pulled yourself back and only focused on tip knowing that was his most sensitive place.
He said “oh so your being a bad girl, looks like I’ll have to punish you”. He pulled you up by your hair and pushed you on the bed, he groaned “panties off NOW” you looked away and thought “damn I didn’t wear any” he smirked “oh so you must wanna get torn up” he proceeded to start licking his way down your stomach then he pulled your sweats off with his mouth.
“Oh so no panties, your such a slut baby girl” he pulled your sweats off and kept eye contact with you. As he spit on your cunt, he stuck out his tongue and licked up and down your clit, the metal from his tongue piercing felt so good...you moaned..“uh- yea- !” He whispered “shhh other people will hear you”.
You moaned “uhhh I’- im cumming Dabi, you came in his mouth he smirked “does that turn you on..the thought that other people could hear you being a whore?” ..without warning he put 2 fingers in you moving in and out fast. “Dabi please! I- I can’t anymore... he laughed “yeah you can and you will, this tight little pussy needs stretching Lyric. He put his hand on your thighs and pulled your legs over his neck while he destroyed your cunt. You put your hand around his hands for support as you felt yourself coming close to your edge.
Dabi notices you tighten around his fingers and says “we can’t have my bad little slut cumming 2 times in a row” he gets up off his knees and turns you around so your ass is up. He takes your shirt off and fondles your titties, you move back pressing yourself on his dick “you’re so needy, you just can’t wait to have my cock inside you darling..huh?”
He teases your pussy by rubbing up against you, you sigh “please Dabi put it in I can’t take it anymore I want you inside of me !” He waste no time and starts ramming into your cunt. Dabi groans “your so fucking tight I’m gonna give you my baby” you cry “it feels so good DEEPER! please” not knowing what you got yourself into he puts his full length in you.
It was so big and thick that you couldn’t feel your legs, Dabi notices and pulls you up by putting one arm around your waist and the other on your neck. He turns your head around and presses his lips against yours...while saliva is dripping from both of your mouths.
You feel his cock twitching inside you, he knows your legs are giving out but he turns on his back and says “ride” you did as he said and started to bounce on his dick, he moans “f- fuck yeah baby girl cum on my dick” you kept riding until you couldn’t do it anymore you felt yourself coming close to an orgasm again but you fell on his chest.
He grabbed your ass and started to thrust hard into your cunt, you could feel it so deep in your stomach. You moaned “d- Dabi I’m cumming please give me your baby” you felt his dick twitching inside you and he released his load while his blue eyes were staring into yours.
You both exhale and lay on your backs he laughs “damn we just did that” you laugh “yeah...give me your number, I kinda like you. He says “yeah I like you too Lyric”. You guys exchange numbers and then you guys put back on your clothes..he notices that your legs are still shaking.
He giggles “I’m gonna carry you back to your dorm” you said okay... you got onto his back and you guys made it to the dorm where Naomi and Hawks were together. Dabi knocked and said “hey open up” !nobody answered so yall figured that they must’ve went to sleep together.
Dabi then carried you back to his dorm and said “well I guess you can sleep here tonight” you got into his bed and he cuddled you . Not knowing that you were awake, he whispered “I hope we can do this again soon, I know you’re the one.” You smiled and fell asleep with him.
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Next-Door Neighbours : Chapter Six
A Liam Fanfic, A Niall Fanfic, MA Rating
New neighbours, new drama. Sometimes what you need is the last thing you’re looking for.
CHAPTER 1 | CHAPTER 2 | CHAPTER 3 || CHAPTER 4 || CHAPTER 5
+NOTES+
1- This fic is written by Julie ( @paynesqueen ) & Livia ( @horansqueen )
2- Julie will write the odd chapters and Livia the even chapters
3- This fic will have romance, drama and smut.
Chapter Six
by Livia (horansqueen)
It was torture for Niall not to call her or go knock at her door. If it wasn't from the game she had started, they would probably spend all their time together but she had to make him jealous and he honestly didn’t like it. He couldn't remember the last time he felt jealous but having this feeling make something twist in his stomach was clearly something he didn't need.
It was also quite surprising that they hadn't met randomly in the hall, in the stairs or even in the parking. They lived only a few metres away from each other but it had been days since the last time they actually saw each other. On wednesday afternoon, however, he rushed down the stairs to run a few errands, almost bumping into her as she got out of her apartment. His lips curled and he realized he was happier than he thought he'd be. Perhaps, he should have texted her instead to wait.
"Hey, petal, it's been a while."
She seemed a bit surprised that he was talking to her and she frowned as her lips parted. He had thought about those lips, that was the least he could admit, and as he remembered the kiss they had shared, he let his tongue rub quickly on his bottom one. He was waiting for a 'hi' or a smile or anything that would be a normal answer to his greeting but she just looked away without acknowledging him, locking the door and running down the stairs. It was his turn to frown and he quickly followed her, calling her name again as she pushed the door and walked outside.
Niall stopped quickly when he saw the guy from the other night, whom he now knew was named Louis, and held his breath, hearing the door close behind himself.
"Hey mate." Louis just said with a quick chin movement in his direction as Olivia grabbed his arm roughly, pulling him away. "What? Are we ignoring him now?" he asked the brunette with a thick accent, glancing at Niall again before following Olivia away.
It took a few minutes for Niall to move again but he just got in his car and left. He hated it but he couldn't seem to think about anything else for the whole day, though, racking his brain to find out why she was being so cold with him. Was it because he didn't call? Or was it simply part of the game they were playing? He didn't know, but he was determined to find out.
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"I invited Liam, I hope you're okay with that." Julie pointed out as the microwave beeped.
She took the bag of popcorn out quickly, letting out a few curse words at how warm it was before opening it and pouring it in a large bowl. Olivia glanced at her sister and smirked, letting out a low chuckle before bending down to get a bottle of wine from the fridge.
"Did you let him bang you already?"
"Not interested." Julie replied with a neutral voice. "You know what I think about-"
"Yea, I know." Olivia cut her quickly. "If I trust the way he looks at you though, I can assure you it's in your pants he wants, not in anyone else's."
"That's because you don't hear him talk about his ex girlfriend."
Olivia lost her smile and walked up to her sister with a bottle of white wine, placing it on the kitchen's counter as she leaned her side against it, tilting her head.
"Do you have feelings for him?"
Julie avoided her gaze as she grabbed two glasses and just shrugged before quickly changing the subject and Olivia knew better than to insist.
"What about you? Louis? Niall? You're a busy girl." she pointed out with a short laugh.
"I'm done with Niall."
Julie turned to her with her eyebrows raised, surprised by her sister's words. She seemed so into him it was a shock that she was actually gave up on him after only a few days. Maybe Louis had told her he was in love with her and they were now together?
"Seriously?" she asked a bit louder. "What happened?"
"Saw him with an other girl. Kissing. He was all over her." Olivia just let out with a shrug as if it was not a big deal, diving her hand in the popcorn and taking a handful before bringing it to her mouth. She threw her head back and let a few pieces fall on her tongue before chewing quickly as Julie remained motionless, just looking at her. "What?" Olivia asked when her eyes met her sister's again. "Say what you have to say!"
"You're literally shagging Louis all the fucking time." she finally said. "Why are you mad at Niall because he kissed an other girl?"
"I don't know." she sighed, shaking her head. "But I am."
She looked at Julie who grabbed the bottle from her hands and poured wine in both glasses before handing her one. They both took a sip and Olivia looked down at the floor. She knew there was no reason for her to be pissed but she couldn't help it and the only way she found to react to it without throwing a stupid tantrum was to ignore him.
"And.. Louis?" Julie asked, raising her eyebrows.
"What about Louis?"
"I don't know, you guys spend a lot of time together these days."
Olivia chuckled and shrugged, sending her sister a bigger smile before taking an other sip.
"I don't remember asking you that question when you and him were fucking multiple times a week."
Julie chuckled again and shook her head as they both heard the door open and close. Olivia rolled her eyes, knowing it was Louis, and when he appeared in the kitchen, she sent him a large smile. His eyes immediately found hers and he walked to them, kissing their cheeks and leaning against the counter too. He leaned his upper body closer to Olivia's to reach for an other glass and then for the bottle of wine. He smelled good, he always did, and her eyes fluttered at the proximity of his body. If she'd allow herself to date anyone, it would probably be Louis.
His eyes moved to her lips and he wondered if he should simply kiss her. Would that look weird? He didn't even know what exactly they were but he was too scared of the answer to ask her anyway.
"So, what are we watching tonight?"
Louis just put a smile on his lips and clapped in his hands before rubbing them together.
"A horror movie. Apparently it's amazing." he pointed out, glancing at Julie. "But knowing the critics it may just mean that it's total crap."
Olivia laughed and pressed her hand on his chest, pushing him gently before walking past him with her glass to reach the living room.
"We have to wait for Liam anyway." she just said, putting her glass on the coffee table and sitting down on the couch as the two others followed her. Julie put the popcorn next to her glass and took a seat too as Louis let himself fall on the couch next to Olivia, putting his arm on the back, spreading his legs and leaning his knee against hers.
"Is he punctual?" he asked right before they all heard a knock on the door.
"Apparently, yes."
Julie chuckled and got up to open the door but her smile fell down suddenly and she glanced at her sister before clearing her throat.
"Hey, come in." she proposed in a low tone and a bit unsure, taking a step on the side.
However, when Liam walked in, Olivia held her breath. He was followed by Niall who sent her a smile before pushing both his hands in his pockets. Being so close to him again made her suddenly nervous but unlike a few hours earlier, she couldn't take her eyes off of him.
"Niall was alone tonight so I brought him with me, hope it's okay with everyone?" Liam explained, raising his eyebrows as his eyes moved from Julie to Olivia and Louis.
Squirming a bit on her seat, Olivia licked her lips and without thinking, moved closer to Louis who's arm just wrapped around her shoulders. She felt the warmth of his hand over her shirt and started nibbling on her bottom lip.
"Sure, of course!" Julie replied with an uncomfortable smile, glancing at Louis who just closed his eyes and sighed low.
It was slightly ruining his plan of spending time alone with Olivia and he was pretty sure Julie wouldn't be able to bring Niall when she'd leave with Liam. Instead to say anything, he just pressed 'play' as Julie was getting back in the living with a few beers, handing them to the two new guests. It was no surprise for anyone when Liam took a seat next to Julie and without skipping a beat, Niall walked to the other couch, sitting on the other side of Olivia, pressing his knee against hers, too. She sighed and closed her eyes, raising her nose up at how awkward this whole situation was and tried to focus on the movie.
"This is seriously one of the worst movies I've ever seen in my whole life." she finally let out after about an hour in. "Who picked this crap?"
She moved her upper body closer to the table to grab her glass and drink what was left of it before her eyes found Louis' who was sending her a smile.
"Oh yea, it's you isn't it?" she asked, rolling her eyes with a smile. "What's the title again?"
"Hereditary."
"Ridiculous. It sucks." she shook her head. "Even worse than that old movie, what was it called again? Insomnia? Never fell asleep so fast."
"I was just going to say that." Julie pointed out, getting up right before Liam did the same.
If she was not so scared that her sister was about to leave her alone with two guys she had feelings for, she would most definitely make a comment about how Liam followed her like a shadow, but instead, her lips parted and her eyes got bigger.
"Wait, where are you going?"
"Boring movie, i'm out!" she just expressed with a shrug.
"You're not serious, are you?"
"Very."
As soon as the door closed behind them, Olivia breathed in deeply again and jumped off the couch, not even daring to look at the boys still sitting down.
"Uhm, I'll be right back."
She rushed to the bathroom and closed the door behind herself, leaning against the counter and breathing in and out slowly. She was stuck in her own apartment with a man who confessed his love to her and one who was clearly playing with her. There was no way this could end well. The problem was that she did feel something for both of them to a different level and most likely for different reasons, but she didn't want to. She didn't want to have feelings for anyone, she just wanted to get over her sort-of heartbreak and have fun but it didn't seem like something possible.
She jumped slightly when someone knocked at the door and licked her lips before opening the door slightly to peek at who it was. Her lips curled when she saw Louis and he raised his eyebrows, staring down at her.
"I don't know what happened between you and Niall, but I think I'm gonna leave you two so you can sort things out." he started, making her open the door more as her lips parted. "It's alright, I'll see you tomorrow okay?"
She could read sadness in his eyes and somehow, it made something twist in her chest. She didn't say a word, she just nodded and he took a step closer to her, moving her chin up slightly with one of his fingers as his eyes roamed on her face. Her smile got slightly bigger and he bent down to press his lips against hers gently without trying to deepen the kiss or get more, which was a bit unlike him.
"Goodnight."
She licked her lips when he pulled away and reached for his hand to squeeze his fingers tight. Leaning her head against the door, she waited until she heard the front one close and breathed in again before joining Niall in the living room. He was now standing up and once again had his hands in his pockets. For some reason, she felt attracted to him and she took an other step closer as he did the same.
"Why'd he leave?" he asked with a quick head movement. "Wait, here's a better question. Why are you avoiding me? What was that earlier?"
The memory of him making out with an other girl came back to her mind and she crossed her arms on her chest as a protection, shielding herself from the feelings she had for him, no matter what they were.
"I don't know, perhaps it was the sight of you, at the mall, making out with an other girl." she explained meanly. "You wanted to win? Well, you won, Niall."
He frowned for half a second and his face changed again before he nodded.
"Hey, you're the one who started playing that game, remember?" he let out a bit harshly before sighing and shaking his head.
He was not mad, or pissed, he just was not sure what exactly was going on between Olivia and him, and he was not sure what exactly she wanted. Unfortunately, he also wasn't sure she knew what she wanted either.
"Alright, I see." he let out low, licking his lips and finally looking in her eyes again. "Are we dating or something? Or are we somewhat seeing each other? Because I thought that you wanted to play, or at least that's the impression you gave me when you ditched me to go stick your tongue in your friend's mouth. Which he probably did again before leaving a few minutes ago."
Olivia's lips parted and she held her breath as her whole body throbbed. She knew he was right but she couldn't help the way she felt. It was unfair and a bit stupid, but she was pissed. Wait, no. She was hurt. It was worse.
"If you want this game to end, you just have to say it." Niall pointed out, taking an other step closer. "I'll take you to the movies if that's what you want. Or bring you out for dinner. If you want a proper date I'll give you that. Is that what you want?"
His voice was soft and he seemed sincere, making everything even harder for her to decide. She stared at him a few more seconds, swallowing hard as she could feel her heart beating hard against her rib cage. Yes, she wanted it. Of course she wanted it. There was something exciting about the anticipation of it all, about the thought of holding hands and feeling butterflies in her stomach. But the intensity of this somewhat potential relationship scared her so bad she just shook her head.
"No."
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Inglourious Boyfriends - Part 5
Fandom: Inglourious Basterds (2009)
Pairing: Joshua Margolis (OC) x Lt. Aldo Raine
Word Count: 2272
Warnings: Spoilers For Inglourious Basterds,
Note: Part 5, Lads. Shows How Joshua Is Clever, Meaning He Can Catch Onto Other Peoples’ Ideas Quickly. He’s Also Empathetic, And Is Able To Sway Aldo To Do, Or Stop Doing, Something.
Bridget Von Hammersmark groaned in pain as the needle injected its fluids into her body, fist covering her mouth in a failed attempt to muffle herself.
Aldo walked in, sleeves rolled up to his biceps."Not so goddamn fast, doc. Tell 'im to go play with his dog" he spoke, Donny and Joshua following him inside. Aldo pat the doctor as Hammersmark spoke to him in French, the doctor quickly dropping his equipment and going to sit by PFC Utivich. Aldo turned to Joshua, gently nudging him back to give himself room. He put his hands on the doctors equipment table, wasting no time and pushing it aside harshly, crashing it into the wall. Aldo angrily kicked the small stool the doctor sat on, Joshua taking another step back in fright.
Donny stood menacingly over Bridget on one side of the table, his back to the barking dogs, as Aldo leaned his arm onto the table, his other hand on his hip.
"Before we yank that slug out ya, you need t'answer a few questions" Aldo said.
"Few questions about what?" She asked, gaze going from Aldo, to Donny, to Joshua.
"About I got three men dead back there. Why don't you try tellin' us what the fuck happened?" Aldo asked.
"The British officer blew his German act and the Gestapo major saw it" Bridget answered.
"Before we get into who shot John, why'd you invite my men to a rendezvous in a basement with a bunch of Nazis?" Aldo inquired, tilting his head.
Bridget shifted uncomfortably."I can see see since you didn't see what happened inside, that the Nazis being there must look odd".
"Uh, y-yea, we got a word for that kind of odd in English. It's called suspicious" Joshua piped up, hands behind his back as he stood at attention. He looked away when Aldo pressed the bullet deeper into Bridget's wound, having her moan in pain, louder than before."Aldo-".
"I know what I'm doin' Josh" Aldo held up his other hand, taking this as an excuse to look at his dearest.
"Everybody needs to calm down, you're letting your imagination get the better of you" Bridget strained, exclaiming again when Aldo pushed the bullet in deeper.
Joshua crossed his arms, shutting his eyes and turning his head away as if a lack of sight would dim down his hearing, too.
"You met the sergeant yourself. Willie. You remember him, don't you?" Bridget struggled, gripping the side of the table.
"Yea, I remember him" Aldo scoffed, taking a glimpse of Joshua's physical empathy. He also remembered how gentle Josh was, with treating the scar on Aldo's neck after the attempted lynching, back when Joshua and him fought the KKK one time. Aldo loves how Joshua's always been there to tend to his wounds, which have ranged from scratches on his knees after playing in parks when they were kids, to digging bullets out from his shoulder in more recent years. He inhaled slowly, exhaling at the same speed when he listened to Bridget.
"His wife had a baby, tonight. He had just become a fa-" Bridget squeezed her eyes shut, "he had just become a father!".
Joshua, from time to time, liked to imagine someone saying that about him, 'he had just become a father'. A soft smile graced his lips, in the worst moment possible. He always smiled, each time he thought about himself being a father. The idea of Aldo and him taking in a kid as their own, a little boy or girl the two of them could train to kick Nazi ass and fend for themselves. Joshua opened his eyes, catching Aldo looking right at him. He saw a knowing look in Aldo's eyes, automatically knowing that Aldo knew what he was thinking of.
Aldo hummed, turning his attention back to Bridget.
"His commanding officer gave him and his mates the night off to celebrate" Bridget shakily breathed, groaning again."The Germans being there was either a trap set by me, or a tragic coincidence. It couldn't be both" she pleaded.
"Aldo..." Joshua called, in a tone that meant for Aldo to leave Bridget alone.
Aldo glanced at Joshua, looking back to Bridget with an arched brow before finally pulling his finger out. He took the handkerchief Joshua offered him, wiping his finger of blood as Bridget grunted."How'd the shootin' start?" He asked, glaring at all his Basterds, so that no one would take this as an opportunity to crack a joke about how Joshua's tamed Aldo the fucking Apache (a joke they make quite a lot).
"The Englishman gave himself away" she started.
"How'd he do that?" Aldo pressed, squaring his shoulders as the light hit him in a threatening way.
"He ordered three glasses" Bridget croaked, holding up three fingers in a way where her pinkie and thumb touched."We order three glasses" she clarified, holding up her thumb, pointer finger and middle finger."That's the German three, the other looks odd".
"So, uhm, t-that whole standoff happened 'cause he held up three fingers in a weird way t'order three drinks?" Joshua scoffed.
"It's much more serious than you think, especially nowadays” Bridget huffed."The Germans would, and did notice".
Aldo looked off in thought, pushing himself off the table."Okay, let's pretend there were no Germans, and everything went exactly the way it was supposed to" he imagined, going to lean against the doorway by Joshua."What was the next step?".
“Tuxedos." Bridget went to the point, suspiciously eyeing how close Aldo stood with Joshua."To get them into the premiere wearing military uniforms with all the military there would've been suicide".
Joshua pulled a quick sturgeon face in agreement.
"But, going as members of the...German film industry-".
"They wear tuxedos a-and- and fit in with everybody else!" Joshua cut Bridget off in conclusion, snapping his fingers."Eureka-- oh, uh, s-sorry, ma'am" he apologized, stepping closer to Aldo.
"No, it's fine, you're right" Bridget breathed heavily, catching Aldo smile down at Joshua with a certain air of adoration."I arranged for a tailor to fit three tuxedos tonight" she recalled.
"How'd you intend to get 'em in that premiere?" Aldo questioned, turning back to Von Hammersmark with a less positive gaze.
"Hand me my purse" Bridget instructed, Hirschberg obeying as Aldo walked back over. She dug inside her purse, everyone watching intently as she handed it to Aldo, who fished out a small card of paper."Lieutenant Hicox was going as my escort. The other two were going as a German cameraman and as his assistant".
Aldo inspected the paper, showing it off to Donny, then Joshua."You can still get us into that premiere?" He asked.
"You speak German better than your friends? No. Have I been shot? Yes! I don't see me tripping the light fantastique up a red carpet anytime soon. Least of all, by tomorrow night" Bridget groaned.
"Uh, a-actually, miss" Joshua respectfully cut in, pushing himself off the wall and walking over."I don't mean t'brag in front of my fellow Lieutenant," he glanced to Aldo, "nor my fellow soldiers, but I happen to be fluent in many languages other than English. French, German, Dutch, 'n' the list goes on" Joshua timidly listed, rubbing his left arm with his right hand."If you still wish for us to cover as German, I could do most o'the talking".
Bridget offered Joshua a fake smile, nodding curtly.
The dogs started barking as Aldo clattered something aside on a table, leaning against it as he kept his eyes on the paper. Finally, he slammed the paper down onto the table in defeat, hand on his hip.
"However, there's something you don't know" Bridget teased, Aldo slowly turning to face her, at that. She grinned, "there've been two recent developments regarding Operation Kino. One, the venue has been changed from The Ritz to a much smaller venue".
Joshua's lips parted, eyebrows knitting together in confusion as he glanced up. He caught Utivich's and Donny's gaze, the three of them exchanging glances of disbelief with each other."Uh, e-enormous changes at the last minute? That's not very Germatic" Joshua pointed out, as he went back to leaning against the wall by the door.
"Why the hell is Goebbels doing stuff so damn peculiar?" Aldo asked, turning to fully face Bridget.
"It, uhm, it- it probably has something to do with the second development-?" Joshua suggested, a more friendly nod of correction coming from Bridget.
"Which is?".
Bridget sat up."De Führer is attending the premiere" she let out, Joshua's breath hitching.
"Fuck a duck!" Donny cursed, hitting the table Bridget was on.
As the dogs barked, Aldo leaned back against the table, pursing his lips in thought.
"What are you thinking?" Bridget grew curious.
"I'm thinkin’ gettin' a whack at plantin’ old Uncle Adolf makes this horse a different colour" Aldo replied, Joshua nodding along in an understanding manner.
"What is that supposed to mean?" Bridget squinted her eyes in confusion, Aldo turning to Joshua to explain.
"Joshy".
"Yes, uh, yes sir" Joshua nodded, turning to Bridget yet again."It means you gettin' us in that premiere".
"I'm probably going to end up losing this leg" Von Hammersmark hissed, making Joshua flinch in surprise."Bye-bye acting career, fun while it lasted. How do you expect me to walk the red carpet?" She inquired, glaring daggers at Joshua, who was visibly uncomfortable with the anger targeted towards him.
He hugged his elbows, glancing to Aldo for help.
"Easy on my right-hand man Joshua o'er here, it was my idea, blondie" Aldo put his hand up, walking over to Joshua and standing by him protectively."Doggy doc's goin' to dig that slug out ya gam" he snorted, "he's gonna wrap it up in a cast, and you got a good how-I-broke-my-leg-mountain-climbin’ story; that's German, ain't it? Y'all like climbin’ mountains, don't ya?". It was almost laughable, how proud-of-himself Aldo looked at this new plan.
"I don't. I like smoking, drinking, and ordering in restaurants. But I see your point" Bridget nodded sarcastically. She tilted her head, eyes wandering to Aldo's arm around Joshua's waist.
Aldo quickly snuffed some more tobacco, putting his small box away before speaking again."We fill you up with morphine 'til it's comin' out yer ears, and just limp your lil' ass up that rouge carpet" he grinned triumphantly, as if his plan would be able to solve world hunger.
"I know this is a silly question before I ask it, but, can you Americans speak any other language than English?" She asked, leaning back."Asides from 'Joshy' over here-" Bridget coughed, nodding towards Joshua.
"Don't call him Joshy" Aldo growled, his hold on Joshua's grip tightening."I love you" he whispered, against Josh's ear.
The corners of Joshua's lips quirked up into a smile."I love you too, Aldo".
"We both speak a little Italian" Donny piped up, referencing himself and Aldo.
"With an atrocious accent, no doubt. But that doesn't exactly kill us in the crib. Germans don't exactly have a good ear for Italian...You, Joshua, you said to me earlier how you know many languages. What about you?".
Joshua's eyes widened a bit, eyebrows raising at attention."Uh, uhm, well- I, uh, actually..." he turned to Aldo, then Donny, and everyone else, all eyes on him."I was unfortunate enough to not exactly have Italian be a part o'the list o'languages I know".
"Goddammit, Josh, are you serious?" Donny howled.
"Joshy, y'gotta be kiddin' me. You grew up in that fancy mansion of yer's, been learnin' to hunt with guns since you were five, use bombs since you were ten, and learn languages since before all that, and yer tellin' me neither yer mom nor yer pops ever put a lil' Italian in ya?" Aldo exhaled, looking at Joshua, dumbfounded.
Joshua nodded shyly."Mhm. I-I've got almost every other language in my head, you guys. Polish, Hebrew, Welsh, even Spanish, but I doubt that that'd be any at all useful? I got Russian, Portuguese, Japanese, Turkish, too. But no one in m'house spared the light of day for Italian if I was already learnin' Spanish".
Aldo kept his focus on Joshua, trailing his hand up to pat Joshua's shoulder.
"So you mumble Italian-Spanish bullshit and brazen through it, is that the plan?" Bridget gave them a 'you can't be serious' look.
"That's about it" Aldo shrugged.
Bridget nodded, "that sounds good" she mumbled.
"Sounds like shit, what else are we gon' do? Go home?".
"No, that sounds good. If you don't blow it, with that, I can get you in the building...Who does what?" Bridget clarified, looking around.
"Well, I speak the most Italian-" Aldo glanced at Joshua, "so I'll be yer escort. Donowitz speaks the third most, so he'll be yer Italian cameraman. Omar, fourth-most, he'll be Donny's assistant, like Josh'll be mine".
"An escort's assistant-?" Bridget questioned.
"Listen, lady we're in the middle o'some kinda world war with Jews runnin' around and Nazis huntin' after them, destroyin' everything that gets in their way. What's wrong with escorts havin' a lil' extra protection and assistance, huh?" Aldo pointed out.
Omar snapped his head in Aldo's direction, caught off-guard."I don't speak Italian".
"Like I said, fourth-best. Just keep yer fuckin' mouth shut-" Joshua cut Aldo off by snorting, "In fact, why don't you start practicin' right now?" Aldo grinned, looking down at Josh, who was holding back laughter.
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coffee girl • erik killmonger × reader
dom! Erik sub! Reader
mentions of daddy kink and sex toys
reader is a shy and quiet girl
(Y/N) sweeped the floors if the cafè as the bell on the glass door chimed. She glanced at her watch that she bought off from some guy by the roadside and frowned.
"Hey, we're not opened yet!" she exclaimed in a sweet tone. (Y/N) is a very reserved, shy and sweet girl. And her voice is to die for. The tall man faced her direction and chuckled.
"But it's 8 30 in the morning." He replied. (Y/N) frowned in confusion and glanced at her watch that said 8 and glanced at the man's Frank Mueller that said 8 30. (Y/N) giggled sheepishly.
"Hehe, sorry my bad." (Y/N) took the faulty watch baby blue off and tossed it into the bin. That watch meant alot to her, but she needed a new one anyways.
(Y/N) giggle soften the tall man. He smiled ear to ear and instantly wiped off the stern and cocky look he had on previously.
"So what would you like to have? It'll be on me since i messed up the time just now." (Y/N) bit her lip and laughed. The man shook his head and laughed and said,
"I'll get an iced frappe mocha" his raspy voice made (Y/N)'s fingers quiver as she pressed the tablet to process the man's order.
"Can i have your name please?" (Y/N) grabbed a plastic cup and a marker, smiling.
The man stared at (Y/N) as she smiled, waiting for his name like an idiot. Small face, big brown eyes, small nose, chubby cheeks, thick soft lips. Perfection.
"Hi??? Can i have your name?" She waved vigorously. The man snapped out of his trance.
"Erik. Not with a C but with a K." (Y/N) nodded her head and started preparing Erik's order.
Erik took a seat and observed (Y/N) making his order. She was adorable. He could tell she was naive too. He liked his girls freaky and with a sassy attitude but this girl made me want to change his type. She was hard-working, sweet, beautiful, shy and really nice. His heart started beating fast when she called his name.
"Iced Frappe Mocha for Erik!" Her sweet honey voice called. He walked over to the counter and grab his drink.
"See you next time, Erik!" (Y/N) waved with enthusiasm. Erik laughed at how adorable she was. He knew he had to go back there tomorrow.
It was 8 30 p.m and (Y/N) was at home watching her favourite show, Money Heist. Her eyes were glued to the television and she cooked herself some pasta when her phone rings. She set her plate on the table and picked it up.
"Hi (Y/N), i need you to open earlier tomorrow because a customer is coming in with a lot of orders, open the cafè about... 30 mins earlier. Thanks, bye."
(Y/N) sighed. She was ultimately tired of working at the cafè, but she had no choice. Both her parents died and she needed to pay off her college and tuiton debts alone. And this job paid the best.
After eating the plate of pasta, (Y/N) closed the television, slipped into a huge t shirt and drifted off to sleep.
"Hi welcome to- Erik?"
"Yeah babygirl, whatsup?"
(Y/N) sighed. It was because of Erik that she had to open the cafè early.
"So uhm, what can i get you?"
"Your phone number." Erik smirked, showing his dimples.
No doubt, (Y/N) was about to melt at the sigjt of his dimples and smirking, but she continued to play dumb.
"W-what? Huh?" She stuttered.
"Damn, boo. You cute when you stutter."
(Y/N) blushed profusely. This man really knew his way with girls like her.
"Uhh.. pass me your phone then." Erik handed her his Iphone XR.
"I don't even own an Iphone." (Y/N) chuckled. She took out her Samsung Galaxy Note 5 and started laughing.
"You must be filthy rich, huh? To be paying my manager to ask me to open the cafè earlier." She trailed off as she registered her number in Erik's phone. Erik stared at her while smiling like a fool. He was love-struck.
"So, what can i get you?" (Y/N) said while handing Erik back his phone.
"Nah i'm good." He left the cafè, looking back at (Y/N) and winking. (Y/N) shook her head violently and huffed.
That night, her phone was ringing like crazy. (Y/N) didn't have much friends, so we obviously know who's blowing her phone up.
- call me!
- wyd?
- heyyy
- hello??
- (Y/N) ARE YOU STILL ALIVEE?
"How does he even know my name??" (Y/N) scratched her head. But (Y/N) liked it. She liked Erik texting her. She felt overjoyed. She felt happy. It was her first time talking to a guy, a good-looking, charismatic guy. (Y/N) wondered what Erik saw in her.
- hello I was having dinner haha. Wanna go out someday? :)
- yes. yes (Y/N) what kind of a question is that babygirl?
- uhm how do You know my name??
- its on ur nametag sweetheart.
- gosh ur so adorable and naive it turns me on
(Y/N) squinted her eyes. Turns him on? What was he talking about? He isn't a Nintendo Switch to be turned on, neither was he a Playstation. (Y/N) switched her phone off and prepared herself to go to sleep.
The next day, (Y/N) and Erik planned an outing to the art musuem. (Y/N) wasn't such of a fashionista. She didn't have pretty clothes nor the money to buy them. She often went thrifting or clothes from any cheap shops. She made today no exception. She put on a yellow t shirt with a faded sun print on it with a pair of black leggings and her old pair of yellow and white checkered Vans sneakers that she had for quite a long time. (Y/N) wasn't like the other girls who had 48 closets worth of bags, shoes and clothes. She found it stupid. She only had 1 closet of clothes and she's proud and happy of it.
(Y/N) strictly told Erik that this outing wasn't a date but more of a best friend outing. She wasn't ready yet. She didn't know what to do or what to feel, especially the "turn me on" text.
(Y/N) walked quickly over to where Erik was standing. He had his dreads back, with a fitted black t-shirt on with khaki pants. Such a breath-taking view for (Y/N). Made her wanted to go back home and change into something more nicer.
"Hey" (Y/N) said softly. Her voice was muffled because the wind was too strong and loud. Her hair was all over her face and she tried calling Erik a couple of times.
"Oh hey there." He greeted her with a warm smile and gave her a tight hug. (Y/N) had to tip toe to hug him better. She felt warm and right in his arms. She felt an indescribable spark in her stomach, and she knew Erik felt the same way because his heart was pounding really fast.
They spent around 2 hours in the museum, analaysing each artwork, talking about each other and shared a handful of jokes. (Y/N) started to open up to Erik and (Y/N) learnt that Erik is quite a funny guy. They exited the musuem and found a place to have dinner at.
"I'll have what he's hav-ha-having."
The waitress took their menus and walked away as the both of them just silently looked around the grand restuarant. (Y/N) has never been to a place like this. She was really grateful to be out with Erik. She finally didn't feel lonely anymore.
"Thanks for going out with me, Erik. If it weren't for you, i'll probably be at home, alone."! (Y/N) broke the silence. Erik could see the pain and hurt in those eyes he fell in love with. He grabbed her soft and small hands and carressed them.
"No problem. You made my day, you know? I was really excited to go out with you today. That's how much you mean to me." He smiled, showing his charming dimples.
They spent the rest of the time eating and chatting, both of them were sad when they had to depart.
"Um... wanna hang out next Saturday? I'll pick you up." Erik suggested nervously. (Y/N)'s eyes glistened with joy. She nodded her head.
"Yes! Yes! YESSSS!!!" She squelead excitedly, covering her mouth after that. Erik chuckled at her adorable act.
"See you!"
"See you, babygirl."
The next saturday, (Y/N) had a floral dress and the same faded sneakers on so Erik took her shopping.
"You didn't have to Erik.. i feel really bad." (Y/N) said, guilt-stricken.
"Nah it's all good." He said as he helped (Y/N) carry the bag of clothes he had got her.
"Um, you know.. you're the only friend i had in my whole life, infact, first guy friend. I'm sorry if i'm awkward around you.. i just don't know what to do." (Y/N) said, not making eye contact.
"For real? You ain't got no friends for your whole life?" Erik looked at (Y/N) with sympathy. This made Erik pity (Y/N) more.
"Yea. People said i was awkward, ugly, nerdy, poor, parentless and smelly." (Y/N) spat, at the verge of crying. Erik rubbed her shoulder.
"Let's go back to my place."
Erik's house was more like a palace. Huge and spacious. She sat on his couch.
"I'm sorry I shouldn't have cried like a baby." (Y/N) said, "But it just hurts me so much." She added. Erik nodded his head. He sat beside (Y/N) and handed her a cup of hot chocolate. She slowly sipped it.
"What do you see in me anyways? Like, I'm not pretty, tall, smart, rich, 'boujee' or talkative." (Y/N) looked down.
"Exactly." Erik said.
"What?" (Y/N) said, confused.
"You're not like the others and i mean it. You're a really sweet girl and you're really kind." He added. (Y/N) blushed. She stared at Erik's fat lips and bit hers.
"K-kiss me please."
And with that, they made out for 6 minutes.
"D-damn.. i- i uh, damn fuck my already!" (Y/N) sighed impatiently. Erik laughed.
"Yes Ma'am. You sure dat pussy ready tho?" (Y/N) kept quiet and undressed and laid on the bed. Erik's mouthed widened at the sight of (Y/N)'s body.
"Dat pussy phat and wet for me.." He dived in and ate her out like craaaaazzyyyy.
First, he sucked on her clit, which made her moan uncontrollably, then he wrote the alphabets with his tongue, and made her sing ABCs, but she couldn't, because his tongue game was strong as fuck, then he drew circles and gave her clit sloppy kisses which drove her mad. She squirted like a damn water faucet.
"Damn, just like that and you cumming? This gon be exciting."
Erik walked out of the room and got his vibrator and his handcuffs and returned as fast as lightning.
"Babygirl, you don't know what ya dealing wit'" Erik said with his raspy voice as he handcuffed (Y/N)'s hands to the edge of the bedframe.
(Y/N) whimpered even before Erik switched the vibrator on. The vibrator was pink and had small bumps. Erik put the vibrator on (Y/N)'s phat pussy on high speed. (Y/N) started screaming a string of vulgarities.
"I've never heard you curse this much, babygirl"
"FuCKKKKK ERIKKKK WHAT ARE YOU-MGHHMMMMM NGHHHHHH AHHHHHHHH FUCK FUCK FUCKKK- DOINGGGGGGGG" She screamed. Erik bursted into a huge laugh which made (Y/N)'s pussy wetter.
"You the one who was hungry for this shit, so you take it. I warned you earlier. But you were the one saying, 'Fuck me alreaddyyy'. " He teased. Erik switched the vibrator off and (Y/N) got up.
Erik started taking his clothes off and (Y/N) saw his huge member.
"That's- can- oh my god. Can that fit? That's more than 8 inches!" Erik grabbed (Y/N)'s hair and motioned her to suck his dick.
"You kinda sucked just now, to repay for that, you're going to have to suck this big dick." (Y/N) gulped at the sight of Erik's dick. Part of her regretted this and part of her did not. She started taking his member but then came to a stop.
"I- i don't know how to- suck a dick." (Y/N) admitted. Erik forced her mouth open and put his dick in her mouth. She gagged at first but got the hang of it. She sucked on it, kissed it, worshipped it like her life depended on it.
"Damn, i'm about to cum." Erik said sexily. His dick throbbed and he busted a nut. (Y/N) managed to tasted a little, it tasted like blueberries.
"Nah, you don't get to swallow dat cus you were shit just now. Get on the bed now." Erik demanded.
"Yes daddy." (Y/N) slowly laid on the bed as Erik rubbed the tip of his dick and entered her pussy.
"NNNGGGGHHHHH FUCKKKK!!!"
"AHHHHHHHHHHH DADDDDDDYYY"
"FUCKKKKK THIS FEELS SO GOOD"
Erik grunted because her pussy was so tight. He thought she was lying about being a virgin.
"Damn yo pussy tight, fat and warm. I think i'm about to cum."
"Yeah, take all of dat big dick, you slut. Take all of it!"
8 minutes later, they both collapsed on the bed naked. Erik got up and placed himself between (Y/N)'s thighs. (Y/N) was too tired to get up, they have been fucking for 4 rounds straight. Counting this, will be 5.
Erik starts eating (Y/N) again. He moans while he eats her swollen pussy out.
"Shit taste so sweet, like dat iced frappe mocha baby."
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*Makeup* “It’s Too Cold For This”|| Youniversity Advent Day 27
Matt watched Arin walk into the room and then felt a nudge from Ray by his side. “Bet you my term paper that he’s coming from the nurse’s office” he chided, watching the boy with a gross bruise on his neck and a black eye.
“Mr. Hanson, glad you could join us,” the teacher said, turning around, “Oh my go-”
“I’m coming from the nurse,” Arin quickly blurted, taking his hair out of the ponytail and letting it flop to his face and blush.
“You could be coming off of the street and I wouldn’t care. You’re late again and you know that means you have detention.”
“Yea...” he said, but heard a giggle coming from the front, her legs swinging freely.
“Something funny about me reprimanding your colleague, Ms. Howson?” the teacher asked.
“Fuck..what grade do you want?” Matt sucked his teeth lightly, sighing.
“Uhh..passing is fine,” Ray said with a chuckle, biting his lip, “Check out your girlfriend.”
“Ray! Shush...she’s not my girlfriend..” Matt jumped up, but trained his eye towards the girl sitting in her uniform skirt and the short sleeve thin collared shirt with a sweater vest and long coloured balayage hair. She was adorable while she read her book, but she looked uncomfortable, restless. He wondered what the problem was.
“Earth to Matt....Helloooo..”
“Matthew,” the teacher barked, which caused him to jump with pure surprise, “It’s impolite to stare. And even more impolite you’re making Ray disrupt my class because you’re gawking at a girl.”
The class erupts into laughter, causing Matt to roll his eyes.
“Sorry,” he spoke less confidently and leaned back slightly.
“Can we all act like adults and show up for class on time and keep our eyes in respectable places during school hours?..Thank you!” he turns around and continues on his lecture.
“Thanks Ray,” Matt says.
“I was tryna warn you.”
~
In the boy’s locker room, they changed into their gym uniforms and bantered on.
“Yo what’s with you staring at the new chick?” Mark asked, spraying on deodorant.
“Her thighs are thicc, I’ve stared at those hams once or twice,” Felix jumped in, closing his locker, “Her and Suzy got some of the thickest thighs in this whole school!”
“Hey man, don’t talk about Suzy like that!” Arin interjected, but it seemed to fall on deaf ears.
“Did yall see what she was reading?” Matt finally chimed in, “She was reading Hemmingway. Before that she was reading cummings. She reads a different book every day. And she hums songs that I know..”
“Wow..you noticed all of those things?” Ray asked, looking at him, “Hopefully you’re as observant when you write my paper this weekend.”
“Your history paper?” Sean asked, “Why does he have to write it?”
“Well why does Arin have a black eye and a noticeable bruise?” Ray asked.
Jeremy gave Arin a look and nudged him, showing that he was quite curious himself.
“You get into a fight?” Mark asked, closing his locker.
“Your parents gave you a shakedown?” Danny asked, handing Thomas his gym shirt.
“No..” Arin answered more annoyed but still very passive.
“Why did Shawna think your injuries were so funny?” Shane asked, “Was she there?”
“Y-Yeah..Hey Felix, I mean it, don’t talk about Suzy like that,” Arin said and repeated himself since he had the floor.
“Uhm..I’m sorry, didn’t she dump you?..Coulda swore you fucked that up!” Felix responded energetically, “And if you must know I mentioned it as a compliment, I wasn’t disrespecting her or objectifying her body.”
“Oh yeah? What makes you think she wants to hear that?” he bit back, rage growing in his chest, slamming his locker.
“What makes you think you need to know?” Felix asked, walking up to him, looking down at the boy, “I’ll give you another black eye for breaking her fucking heart.”
“Alright, a fight,” Dan beamed quietly straightening his posture.
Phil, Thomas and Charlie all stood up, approaching the two and pulling them apart, letting them know that it wasn’t worth it. Since Arin was done, they walked him out of the locker room.
“What’s going on here?” PJ asked, walking in the opposite direction, looking to Phil and Thomas, “Who did he fight?”
“He almost got into it with Felix,” Phil said quickly, “Now go, you’re late.”
“Nah, nah, hang on a sec...Where did all of that come from then?” he asked, approaching the heated boy and holdng his face up by his chin. Arin was still fuming and barely cared that the boy he had a huge crush on was touching him.
“Shawna... can I go now?” Arin said quickly.
“Yeah, we can talk about this later, we got like 5 minutes to whistle and I don’t feel like running laps..” Thomas said.
“Shawna? As in my Shawna, Shawna? What did you do?” he asked, taken aback, “What happened?”
“She’s not your Shawna. And she’s fine. I asked for this..”
“I’m not sure you get to make that call,” PJ staring Arin in his eyes and pausing to look him up and down, then walking away, wagging a finger at him while walking back toward the locker room.
~
“Alright you guys, the gym is getting repainted so we had to open the windows and turn the big fans on. It’s a little chilly, but it’ll be great for the workout today!”
“It’s too cold for this..” Gabbie whined amongst Kristen and Shawna.
“It’s not that cold to me..You should start doing hikes with me on the weekends,” Shawna said, hands on her hips.
“Yeah, sure, Ms. Canada no thanks I hate the cold!” Gabbie said back, “I’ll join you in like late spring or early summer.”
“Arin and I usually join her, but I couldn’t make it yesterday..Did something happen? Why does he look like he got his ass beat?” Kristen asked excitedly.
“Uhh..” Shawna began before hearing the whistle and watching the boys all sprint onto the floor.
“Alright, since everyone needs to get moving and warm a little. How about everyone a nice light 5-minute jog?” he blew the whistle.
Everyone got into the group and started to jog together.
“Hey Shawna!” Tessa exclaimed, catching up to her friend, “Did you see what happened to Arin?”
“Yeah, I did it,” Shawna said quieter, simply looking forward.
“Oh my god! You did that?!” Kristen asked, whipping her head towards her, “What did he do to deserve it?”
“I-I..Can we just jog please?” Shawna said a little exasperated, “He told me I can’t say.”
“We wouldn’t tell anyone! We promise!” Tessa reassured her.
“You’re talking too loud,” Megan jumped in from the back.
“Even if she did, the boys can hear you from here..We can hear from here!” Liz added.
“Shut the fuck up,” Tessa snapped back before a whistle rang out and everybody stopped immediately, the group of girls giving exasperated sighs and a wave of sucking teeth.
“Why are we so chatty today?” the teacher asked, the room fell silent, “I heard someone curse, and you know that means I gotta make yall do health packets.” The class groaned and sucked their teeth, “Ah, Ah! Go change back and get in here while I grab the packets. Get seated on the bleachers and if I catch you doing other work, not only are you gonna sit, you’re getting detention.”
~
The girls were changing in the locker room and decided to pick up where they left off:
“Why would you-” Tessa began before Shawna cut her off.
“I never said why. He’s a little shit and someone needs to put him in check, so I did,” she replied.
“I say kudos, and I’m sure he deserved it,” Kristen said, watching her classmates redress, “PJ makes Arin out to be such a big softie.”
“He is a softie, for the most part, Matt said that too,” Gabbie chimed in while she pulled her ponytail out.
“I think the rugged hurt puppy look gives him an edge,” Shawna slid into the bustle of the girls talking.
“And you’re like..dating Arin, right?” Megan asked.
“Noo! He’s clearly dating PJ!” Kristen jumped up, yelling over them as they got up to leave.
“Says the girl who wishes she could date PJ,” Gabbie chided to Kristen, who accidentally let red glare at her friend even though blue laughed it off. It wasn’t like she cared what they thought and she wasn’t even mad that they had found out that she liked the lanky Brit, it was the reminder that plagued her that everybody knew she felt like a fool about it. She looked over at Shawna, who had been trying to walk as though she was deaf to the girls. It dawned on her that the girl might feel the same way about Arin, except she just wasn’t sure what transpires when they’re alone; and the girl felt a pang of longing.
The boys’ locker room was heavy. They didn’t think they would get the chance to see what happened.
“Arin,” PJ said, turning around and closing his locker, rolling up his jacket sleeves.
The boy turned around as he fixed his tie to face him, not realising how close he had gotten. He could feel the heat of his torso and his heart began to pound. His body was confused with the stress he felt as his vision blurred a little and mind felt eclipsed in darkness. “What do you want?” he bit at the boy.
“I wanna know why you said that,” he responded brushing off the intensity.
“I didn’t say anything, Peej,” he said, sounding like he was moments away from losing his patience.
“You said that she isn’t mine, and I’m..just curious,” he backed off in tone, “You sounded like it came from somewhere that you’re familiar with. I know you two have been getting close, and from what I’ve heard, you look like that because of her.”
“Did she say anything to you about it?” Arin asked raising an eyebrow.
“Spit it out, you cocky fuck!” Felix spat out.
“No one is talking to you Felix, I got this babe,” PJ tried to soothe the enraged Swede.
“No, we’ve got beef from earlier, and if he’s the guy I think he is, I’d keep Shawna away from him,” Felix interjected, “Suzy told me how he gets a fucking kick outta fucking up girls.”
“That’s a fucking lie,” Arin scoffed, “You’re just mad I’ve got Daddy’s attention right now so stop whining like a selfish slut!”
Arin hadn’t even realised he said that, and there was no way he could have known. It was a bad day for Felix and everything was going wrong so that’s just what he needed to hear to tip him off. He jumped up and slammed Arin into the lockers. Instinctively, Arin’s hands shot up to grab his arms to keep him from choking, resulting in repeated slams. The locks and handles stabbing him in the back and the repeated clang was where Arin had found his mind. The blurs got worse and the sound muffling while PJ, Matt, and Phil get a hold of Felix, which he had stronger hands than he had let on.
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Its Too Late
"If this damn zipper get stuck one more time im just gon say fuck it and leave it!" By this time she is wondering how much time she has left...and then she realizes she has none. She hears him pulling in the driveway. FUCK!! She kicks the suitcase under the bed & lights the blunt. The scene needs to look like she been chillin. As the front door unlocks she messes up her ponytail a lil bit to put the final touch on her act. Breathing deep she leaned back and hit the blunt. "You good." She told herself. She hears the door creaking open when she looks down and almost lost it. She still had shoes on. "TRINITY!! MAN WHY THE FUCK YOU GOT THIS CHAIN ON MY DOOR I TOLD YOU BOUT THAT!" He screamed through the crack. "Sssshhhit!!" She kicked her sandals off, slid them under the bed and ran to open the door. "My bad." She said. "My bad? The hell wrong with you? Look like you got a lil attitude." A lil attitude was an understatement. She really wanted to slap his ass so hard his ancestors felt it. But there will be another day for that. At this moment she needed a plan to get out. "I don't have an attitude Shawn I don't feel good. Can you go get me some food?" she finally replied. He held up his index finger telling her to hold on. His call was wrapping up. "Alright. Be there in 5." he said as he got up walking towards the door. "No fuckin way" she silently thought to herself...."you mean to tell me I cant think of a plan but I really don't need one? Oh this is too easy I gots to have an angel lookin out for me! Soon as he out im out too." She smiled and sat on the bed. "What you said now? And what the fuck you smiling at?" he stopped by the door. "I was laughing at TV and I aint say nothing." she quickly said back. She was trying to let him leave so her plan can get rolling. She had a life to live and him or a baby was not about to be in the way. "Im coming back tonight stop locking that chain im gon slap yo ass next time I gotta bang on my own door." Nobody but God knew that he had his moments after drinking too much. The smallest thing would set him off and her face often paid the price. But she loved him enough to fight his demons with him. So she vowed to never tell a soul and she was planning on getting him help within the next few months. But that shit don't matter now she was leaving. She gave him a silent look of "i heard you" and he left. She knows his routes so she gave herself enough time to be sure he was gone. When she felt the coast was clear she said a quick prayer "Lord give me confirmation that this is ok. I know you don't like it but I just cant." Not knowing if God was listening she snatched the suitcase from under the bed, slid her toes in her sandals and hit the door. She threw everything in so fast she broke a nail. She went back in the house one more time. Put the code in the safe, took out what she wanted and put it in her purse. She moved her pillow and took the pregnancy test she had purchased just before she decided to pack and left it on the bathroom sink. That was it. It was over. She didn't want the neighbors to catch on that she was leaving so she hurried and left, smiling and waving just as she would if she was returning shortly. She turned up Jill Scott and they both sang loud as she celebrated her escape. She got hungry so she pulled into Popeyes. "Oh hell naw this drive-thru is too long." She whipped the white Malibu into a parking spot and got out. Before she could even get to the door she was stopped in her tracks by the sight of a woman holding hands with a child, rubbing her pregnant belly, kissing Shawn. She stood there frozen. Unable to speak or scream like she wanted to. He was so deep in the kiss he didn't even realize she was staring at them. It was the pregnant woman who felt the burning glare. "Bae what the fuck?! Like..why she..??" she started to snap. "Bitch why are you staring at my husband?!" the woman yelled flashing her rock on the fourth finger. "Daddy we know her?" the child asked. Her heart began to beat so hard she heard the thump in her ears. As much as she wanted to hold it together she felt too many emotions and exploded! "SHAWN ARE YOU SERIOUS? YOU JUST MADE A BITCH GET AN ABORTION, IM FUCKING PREGNANT AND THIS BITCH..THIS...YOUR WIFE?! AND THIS LIL MOTHAFUCKA HERE TALM BOUT SOME DADDY FUCK NIGGA YOU REALLY THIS FOUL? YOU DIRTY DICK SCUM ASS BITCH NIGG..." her words got cut short due to his hands around her neck. He squeezed with one hand while holding her jaw with the other hand. She had no idea when he walked up on her but everything was getting black and she was fading out. He began to slowly release her neck. When she took a deep breath and started to cough he said "I let you go cuz I want you to hear me bitch. I don't know you. Stay away from me and my family. Act crazy like that again and I will kill you. And that mothafuckin baby." He pushed her against the car without even looking at her. She quickly got in the car, in disbelief, embarrassed, and heartbroken as she watched him rub and console his wife as they went in to eat. "That's my confirmation right there I don't give a fuck Im definitely ending all this shit." she cried. She pulled out her phone and saw her mom had called. "Not now mama." she mumbled. She turned her music back up wiped her tears, sat up straight and drove in to traffic. 15 miles later she pulled into her destination and walks in ready. "Im Trinity. I need to be seen." she said as she approached the desk. "Fill out the papers bring em back with ya ID" the nurse replied sliding the clip board across the desk. After what seemed like an eternity, the wait was over. "Trinity Steeples". The receptionist called her name. She got up trembling walking to the back. "Alright lets see how everything looks so far before we get into the other stuff okay?" the happy doctor smiled at her. "Uhm...ok." Setting up the spot for the ultrasound the doctor makes a visual observation."Your belly is already sticking out a little bit. Its so soon." She faked a laugh to hide the panic his comment gave her. "Oh yea I eat all the time its pretty ridiculous." Thankfully he found it funny and he laughed too. "Ok lay back this will be quick if all is well I just need to see it first." He said as the machine connected with her belly and the fetus became visible. He was quiet for about a minute, then walked out and came back with a second doctor. The second doctor whispered something and walked back out. Not being able to take the suspense anymore Trinity blurted out "Well damn can I know the secret?" The doctor scribbled a few notes, turned off the machine and began to put his tools away. " Hold up what you doing? Whats the problem?" she asked. "Im sorry Ms. Steeples." he looked in her eyes."I cant do this, You are too far along. You are 4 months pregnant. I cant perform the abortion. Its too late.
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Sid walked inside the house, grabbed a can of beer, and immediately flopped on the couch. Kindergarten is exhausting, but oh so amusing.
His phone rang, and it was Jacob. "How was the first day of school Mr. Eastwood?"
"Oh. Boy. 20 tiny little children. They are little itty bitty things. Today's adventure was having them all sit down in a chair at once. It was something. Like, I had to sing songs and crap. And refer to myself in the first person all damn day. It was honestly... exilerating. I had so much fun. I am exhausted."
"This whole thing is just hilarious to me. I love it. Break down your day to me." Jacob asked.
"Kids come in off the bus, like little tiny drunks. They don't know where they're going, what their name is, it's precious. That's my primary focus this week is name recognition. Lots of name tracing, and finding. I made a little game on the smart board for them. Honestly, I'm tracing along with them, I keep practicing on their handwriting projects, writing with my left hand is going interesting. Then we're doing some alphabet activities, we start that out with singing the alphabet song, and then we settle down at our desks and we do letter things. Then it's time for snack and a chance to get the wiggles out. After that is's time for centers, and I run around the room like a chicken with it's head chopped off managing them. Then we do science, and learn about... sciency things. Then lunch time, and gym and the specials are in the afternoon and then they come back to class and we read a story together and just... the day goes by so fast. I do gotta say, the little ones are far less nosey about our personal life, and the gaggle of teenage girls not following me is marvelous. OH AND ALSO, I have Rodriguez's kid in my class, and I have Erica's daughter. And Meet the Staff night is tomorrow night, and just... yea."
"That sounds like way more work then 12 grade. But way more rewarding. And Erica, as in Erica Ward?"
"The very same."
"Wow. We're old." Jacob said with a sigh.
"In our defense, she had her in 10th grade. We're not that old."
"Dude, I am old. I have adult children." Sid said with a sigh. "And I'm coming to terms with my old."
"And in our defense, you had your kids when you were like 19." Jacob said with a laugh. Sid went quiet for a little while. "So what else do you have planned for the rest of the day?"
"I, uhm. I want to run out to Target, and get some bean bag chairs and a couple of other supplies. And get some different shirts, A/C is crap in K-2 section, but I really don't want to my arms showing."
"Hun, I can barely see your scars, and I know where they are. Wear the damn short sleeve shirt, you're fine." Jacob said with a laugh, and then gunfire started being heard in the background. "We're still not winning." Jacob said with a sigh.
"You gotta go?" Sid asked.
"Not yet, I'm not in command and we haven't had an all hands on deck call yet." Jacob said. "I love you."
"I love you too." Sid replied back. "83 more days."
"83 more days, I can't wait to be back home in bed. Also, talked to Chief, I'm all lined up to go to SRO when I come back."
"Man, that's the one thing I'm worried about with this classroom. I can't run out and help like I used to with these guys. I traumatized enough high schoolers that way, but I absolutely can't do that to 5 year olds." Sid said with a sigh. "And I can't even leave them alone to pee."
"Sounds about right. Can't wait to by the cop hanging out with the kinders now, that'll be fun." Jacob said.
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Sid sat on top of his desk, as the first group of parents came in to talk to him. "Good evening parents, I know I recognize a few of you from a couple of years back. It seems as if I had some of your oldest, and now I have your youngest. So, my name is Obsidian Eastwood, I have had my teacher license for around 15 years now, and I've been teaching for about 8 years of those. This is my first year teaching Kindergarten, previously I taught senior level AP History and Modern Day Warfare, as well various other History and Social Studies classes."
"And you ended up in Kindergarten?"
"Yessir." Sid said with a nervous smile. "I, uhm... I."
The other parent smacked the parent in the arm. "Dude, the two soldiers that were killed in combat from here were his kids you jackass."
"Oh shit. I am so sorry man."
"Thank you, uhm. Yea. So, about that. Yea, I'm also freshly discharged from the Marine due to a permanent injury, I have nerve damage in my right arm, and am very, very, very slowly regaining use of that arm. So, bare with my handwritting for the time being, I'm trying." Sid said with a nervous laugh. "But, your kids they're great, and a very welcome change. I appreciate all of you and your patience while we were figuring everything out. So uhm, yea. This is the classroom." Sid went over the day to day activities, and future plans for the classroom.
The bell rang, and the parents swapped out. "MR. EASTWOOD!" Erica shouted out as she rushed out. "How the hell did you end up teaching Kindergarten?"
"Erica, you know the answer to that." Sid said with a sigh, as he hopped back up on his desk, and gave his ramble once again to another group of parents.
His phone rang loudly, and he silently cursed as he looked down at it. It was Jacob calling, but it wasn't normal time for his call. "I... gotta take this." He said nervously and answered it quickly. "Jacob, what's up everything okay?"
"No, no it's not. Central Command is being taken over. We have no evacuation coming, and we're being taken over. It's down to 20 of us, and about a hundred of them. It's I got the shield bad. I blew my cover bad."
"I love you." Sid said confidentally. "You will get out of this fine. We've had worst odds together, and you got 20 people with you. You better get your ass home man, alright?"
"We absolutely will, don't you worry about that." Jacob said with a fake hint of confidence.
"I love you, be safe. Fuck them up for me. Please." Sid said, as he went back in his classroom.
"S-sorry about that, uhm, that was just my husband calling me." Sid said, sitting back at his desk and tried to continue talking about his program, but his enthusiasm was long gone. After that batch of parents left, he turned the TV on in the corner of his room, and switched over to the news.
Another group came in, 8 of them this time including Officer Rodriguez. "Forgive me if I'm a bit distracted. But my name is Obsidian Eastwood, I had my teaching certificate for 15 years now, been teaching for about 8 of them. This is my first year teaching Kindy, and it's a very welcome and challenging change coming from teaching AP History and Military History." Sid watched the TV out of a corner of his eye, and watched as the U.S. Air Force closed in with a helicopter, machine guns blasting as they approached the roof. They dropped out a rope, and watched as the remainging officers rushed over to it at climbed up the rope. He watched as the last officer, with the Captain America shield on his back wrapped the rope around his arm a couple of times, and the helicopter blasted off straight into the sky and flying erradicatly as the enemies opened fire on it. And his phone beeped. "4 days."
"But, let me show you our schedule and uhm-"
"Was that your old unit?"
"Worst, my husband." Sid said with a relieved sigh. "I'm really sorry about that, just... phew. They weren't supposed to have an evacuation, and luck happened, and... yea. He's clear for now. So, back to the open house. This is the schedule we follow each day, and over here is the centers. We have flexible seating and-" The bell rang. "Listen I'm so sorry about that."
"You're fine, don't worry about. I just wanted to see the classroom and meet you. You're genuine." The one parent said, and they all left except Rodriguez.
"Holy shit." He said, running his fingers through his hair. "That was intense for me, I can't imagine what went down for you."
"I genuinely thought that was going to be it. That was the third helicopter attempt. I honestly thought that I was going to lose them all." Sid said choking up, but quickly catching himself.
"Also. I have a bad habit of forgetting that Jake is a badass." Rodriguez said with a laugh.
"That shield he had on him, that wasn't a prop." Sid said raising his eyebrow. "He is The badass."
Ms. Lopiano rushed in. "Jake's base was just destroyed-"
"They evacuated last minute." Sid answered quickly, 12 of them are the only survivors."
She sighed a sigh of relief, and quickly pulled him in for a tight huge. "Only 12 survivors. I... I suppose this is what we did to other countries. It's tough being on the opposite end."
"They'll be coming here next." Sid said nervously, closing his eyes at the thought of battle on state soil
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Stuck With You - Chapter 14
Chapter 14: I Really Like You
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College Enemies To Lovers AU
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I really wanna stop, but I just got the taste for it
I feel like I could fly with the boy on the moon
So, honey, hold my hand, you like making me wait for it
I feel like I could die walking up to the room, oh yeah
It's way too soon, I know this isn't love
I really, really, really, really, really, really like you
And I want you, do you want me, do you want me, too?
I really, really, really, really, really, really like you
And I want you, do you want me, do you want me, too?
It's like everything you say is a sweet revelation
All I wanna do is get into your head
Yeah, we could stay alone, you and me in this temptation
Sipping on your lips, hanging on by thread, baby
Who gave you eyes like that?
Said you could keep them
I don't know how to act
Or if I should be leaving
I'm running out of time
Going out of my mind
I need to tell you something
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The text message I got of Niall telling me to join him to his car made something stir in my stomach. I rushed to the bathroom to look at myself one last time in the mirror, getting on my tiptoe and pulling on my shirt slightly before quickly running out of the building. I heard the honk of a car and it made my heart jump so high in my chest that I thought I was about to throw it up. It's only when I got closer that I noticed he was not alone. There was a guy in the backseat, and the girl sitting nesxt to Niall was the same girl I found laying beneath him the other day. My smile faltered and I suddenly felt nervous but Niall moved his upper body closer to the wheel to look at me by the window.
"Hey Devie, you ready?"
I glanced at Mandy before looking back at him, sending him a shy smile. I hadn't expected to be stuck in Niall's car with two strangers but I was new to this school and if I wanted to get to know people, I knew I had to make efforts.
"Mmhm." I replied, taking a seat next to the guy who sent me a short nod.
"Okay, so. Devon, this is Mandy and her brother, Noah."
Mandy quickly turned around to take a look at me and sent me a smile. "We've met." she pointed out with a chuckle. "Sorry for the other day, I was a bit embarrassed to be caught naked."
My lips parted slightly and my breath caught in my throat. I sort of expected her to be an ass with me but the sincere smile she was sending me made me feel slightly guilty for thinking wrong of her just because she slept with Niall.
"No, it's cool, I should have knocked."
She laughed again, turning to look at Niall. "No, it's your room too." she corrected me. "It's Niall's fault, he should have told you."
"Sure, go ahead, pin it on me, i've got broad shoulders." he chuckled, glancing at her and making my heart drop in my chest.
Did he ever look at me like that? Was that feelings I saw in his eyes? And why did it even matter if he had feelings for her? I looked down and licked my lips, coming to the realization that it mattered because I liked Niall. I really really really liked Niall. Fuck.
"Everyone makes mistakes, Niall." Mandy joked, tapping his thigh gently. "You're forgiven, right Dev?"
I looked up and blinked a few times when she said my name and pressed my lips together. She was sending me an amused smile and I tried to smile back at her.
"O-Of course."
I felt something stir in my stomach and my eyes met Niall's in his rearview mirror. His gaze changed slowly into a fond look and my lips curled slightly more until he blinked a few times and glanced down. I looked down too only to see Mandy's hand gripping his thigh a bit harder. She moved one of her legs up, putting her foot on the bench before leaning her head against the bench, still looking at him.
She was pretty. She was much prettier than I always would be and I was well aware of that, and I just closed my eyes, trying to think about something else.
"So Devon. " I heard, making my eyes flutter open again. "What are you studying in?"
I turned to look at Noah and sent him a small smile. "Oh, art." I replied in a low tone. "Mostly painting and drawing."
"So, you want to be a painter? That's bold." Noah replied, running his hand in his blonde hair. "I'm all for following your dreams but do you have a plan B?"
"Yea, I'd like to work in a museum, maybe. Restoring historical works of art seems... very amazing." I explain, a bigger smile appearing on my lips.
"Devon doesn't need a plan B." Niall quickly replied, glancing again in his mirror. "She's super talented, she'll be a famous painter someday."
I felt my heart jump again in my chest and pressed my lips together as I tried not to smile too much. It was a bit funny since I was pretty sure Niall had never seen anything I had painted before, but I still appreciated the comment for a reason I ignored. Perhaps because it showed that he was not totally indifferent to me and knowing that he was ready to defend me on something like that made me feel special.
Of course, I knew that concretely, Noah was right : I would probably not end up being a famous painter and certainly wouldn't be able to live a decent life with the money of a few (if even) paintings sold, but it was okay, because I didn't want my biggest passion to turn into a job. I wanted it to remain a passion and a hobby, something I could do to let out all my feelings, something that would make me feel better after a long day or after a heartbreak. I needed painting like I needed to breathe and I didn't want to end up hating it. Obviously, sometimes it was frustrating when I wanted to pain something and it didn't turn out exactly how I had imagined, but It was different than making a job out of it and disliking it to the point of not wanting to do it anymore. If I lost my passion for painting, I knew I would lose a part of me.
It only took a minute of two before Niall parked his car and we quickly got out. I followed them to the entrance and we hopped in an elevator to reach the fourth floor. We could hear the music from the hall and I started feeling so nervous I had to wipe my hands on the back of my jeans. When I looked up, I met Niall's gaze who frowned as he mouthed 'are you okay?' and I just nodded, sending him a small smile.
I was not really okay but at the same time, i didn't want him to feel like he had to take care of me, scared that he'd never invite me again. The only thing that made me feel better was to notice that Mandy and Niall were not holding hands, or even remotely close to each other. I sort of had expected it but realizing I was wrong made me feel less stupid for accepting to go to this party.
The door opened and a whiff of cigarette and weed smell reached us. I was too busy staring at the guy in front of us, a large smile on his lips, as he greeted us with open arms.
"Niall!"
"Hey, Lewis."
They hugged and when Niall pulled away, Lewis turned to me. I didn't know why but I sent him a smile as his lips curled slightly into a smirk. "Devon, it's nice to meet you."
I frowned, a bit surprised that he knew my name, but kept a smile on my lips. Niall probably had talked about me before and since I was most likely the only one he didn't know, he probably guessed it was me, but it was still a bit intriguing.
"Oh, uhm, you too."
I was about to hold out my hand but he took a step closer and pulled me into a hug. His hoodie smelled nice and I chuckled, hugging him back.
"Okay, free drinks in the kitchen." Lewis let out when he pulled away. "You smoke your own shit though I don't pay for that."
Niall walked past him, putting his hand on Lewis' cheek and tapping it gently. "How nice of you mate."
I followed Niall to the kitchen and realized Noah and Mandy had left. I stood behind him as he searched for something specific (or it seemed) and when he turned around to me again, his gaze met mine immediately.
"No best way to get drunk than with vodka."
I chuckled and frowned, finding some space on the counter and pushing myself up to sit on it. Niall's smile faltered a bit and his eyes roamed on me before turning around to grab glasses and filled them. He walked closer to me and I looked slightly down at him, taking the cup he was handing me. He clinked his glass against mine, the plastic of his barely making any sound as it hit mine, and took a long sip. I watched him and did the same, grimacing as the liquor left a burning sensation down my throat.
"So. uhm, are you moving out?" he asked casually before drinking more from his glass.
"I tried but I'm on a waiting list, sorry."
"No, no I think you should stay."
I waited until his eyes met mine and quickly, he shrugged and looked away. "I mean, we can just text each other when we have someone over. I'm sure it can work."
I felt my heart ache suddenly and lost my smile, looking down in my glass and shrugging a shoulder. What did I expect? Niall was clearly not going to admit he was in love with me and then tell me he'd never have sex with any other girl because he loved me too much! Then why did this scenario made my heart thump in my chest?
"Maybe. I don't know."
We remained silent for a few seconds and I felt him move closer to me, his lower stomach brushing slightly against my knees as a wave of warmth invaded me.
"Come on, I'll present you some people if you want."
"Mmhm."
He moved away and I jumped off the counter as an idea popped into my head. It was stupid and probably impossible but It was worth a try.
"Niall?" I asked, making him turn around and raise his eyebrows. "Maybe... your friend Lewis would need a roommate?"
His facial expression changed from confused to surprised but when his lips opened again, I couldn't really tell how he felt about my idea. It was probably a bad one anyway. I didn't know Lewis much and I was not even sure I could afford half of the rent, but if Niall wanted to get rid of me, maybe he could help me see if it was even remotely possible.
"Y-You want to live here? With Lewis?"
I shrugged as he took a step closer to me and I tilted my head. "I mean, maybe? It would be a solution. Just until they find a room for me in the girls' building. That way you can get your room back."
"But I don't-" he replied quickly, cutting himself and letting out a sigh as he closed his eyes. "I think it's a bad idea, Dev."
It took a few seconds but he opened his eyes back. They met mine and I sent him a sad smile, shrugging a shoulder. "Alright."
It was true, I didn't know much about his friend, but he gave me a good first impression and I thought Niall would jump on the occasion to get his room back if only to be able to invite Mandy (or any other girl) whenever he wanted to.
I followed him to the living room as someone handed me a beer and everyone started talking. After a while, I got up and left to go to the bathroom and when I got out, I walked past Lewis, sending him a small smile.
"Thanks for inviting me, by the way." I let out politely as I kept walking.
"Hey Devon!"
I turned around and he sent me a bigger smile. "You having fun?" he asked, his accent thicker than I expected.
"Oh, yes." I let out with a smile. "I'm surprised Niall invited me."
This time, Lewis laughed a bit. "I'm not."
I frowned for half a second and finally licked my lips, walking back slowly to him and shaking my head. "Look, this is going to sound so weird and, don't feel bad to say no but, wouldn't you be looking for a roommate?"
His smile fell slightly and his eyes roamed on my face, and it made me realize that he was quite pretty and I was not sure how I felt about it. He seemed a bit speechless though and I realized that I probably made him uncomfortable.
"Forget it," I added, shaking my head, taking a step back. "It was just something that crossed my mind."
"No, Devon, it's just..." he replied with a sigh as I was leaving. "Let's just say if I said yes, Niall would kill me."
I chuckled and rolled my eyes, shaking my head a bit. "I highly doubt that."
"Dev, trust me. I know what I'm talking about."
I frowned and it only made his lips curl as he raised his eyebrows before turning around and locking himself in the bathroom. I remained there, motionless and lost in my thoughts for a few seconds, and finally breathed in deeply and walked back to the living room. This time, I stopped completely breathing when I noticed Mandy was sitting next to Niall, her legs placed on his lap and one of her arms wrapped around one of his.
I felt a wave of nausea wash over me but swallowed hard. I knew it was only jealousy but it was enough to make me want to leave immediately. I licked my lips and took big breath, trying to get back to my senses. I couldn't just rush out and leave without an explanation and I couldn't tell Niall I left because the girl he has sex with was all over him. Just thinking about it sounded ridiculous and I walked back to them, taking a seat on the floor, in front of the coffee table. Niall glanced at me and his lips curled slightly on the left. Could he tell it was bothering me?
Everyone started playing beer pong but with vodka and I watched them swallow the content of their glasses with a smile. I was not very good with drinking and could easily get drunk but I still enjoyed looking at them. Lewis came back after a while and handed me a beer. I thanked him as he sat next to me and when I turned back to Niall, he was looking at his friend with a frown. My eyes dropped to Mandy's legs still placed on his lap and I just pressed my lips together, trying to ignore it.
About half an hour later, I was leaning on the table, trying not to let my thoughts wonder too much. I looked at Niall who was laughing so hard he had tears in his eyes and watching him being so drunk reminded me of one of the first days we met. He was drunk and had tried to show me his cock. Now, I was a bit scared he was going to show it to someone else. The thought of his half-hard dick pressed against me as he kissed me made my inner thighs throb again and I held my breath. I would never get over that.
"Mandy, you're definitely cheating!" Noah let out a bit too loud, moving his chin in his sister's direction. "That's fucking water, innit?"
"You're just pissed because I can hold my drink better than you!"
"Don't even try, you've cheated before!" Noah insisted.
I stared at the scene with my eyebrows raised, noticing that I was myself getting a bit too tipsy but it was clearly nothing compared to them.
"Want a proof that this isn't water?" Mandy asked, getting a bit mad.
"Yes!"
I didn't expect it at all when she turned around quickly and crashed her mouth against Niall's, quickly deepening the kiss as she held the back of his head to make sure he wouldn't move. I felt my heart shatter in my chest as an image of them having sex on his bed crawled back in my thoughts.
Everyone started yelling and laughing except me. I was not tipsy. I was drunk off my ass. How many drinks did I have? I couldn't count, but I knew it was partially why my eyes were filling up with tears at that exact moment. I was not dating Niall and I was well aware that he and Mandy were fuck buddies, so why did I become so emotional from them kissing? I was pissed but most of all, I was pissed at myself for letting something like that get to me again.
I had admitted to myself that I liked Niall and even if I knew it was unrequited, I was clearly not okay with watching him kiss someone else. Where did my resolution to do anything I could to hate him go? What the fuck was I doing?
I held my breath as they kissed, not able to let air fill my lungs, but it seemed like that kiss would never end and after a while, I put my beer on the table and got up. It was only when I reached for the elevator that I allowed tears to fall down my cheeks.
"Fuck off." I whispered to no one as the doors opened and I walked in, turning around to lean against the wall.
And I saw him. I saw Niall, getting out of the apartment and looking around himself until he saw me, and my lips parted.
"DEVON!"
The doors started closing just as he started running but I remained motionless, wondering if the doors would close before he could reach the elevator.
"Devon wait!" he let out, sliding his arm between the doors and making them open again. "Devie."
I let my eyes roam up and down on him, my mouth still half opened. He finally stepped foot in the elevator but remained standing up in front of me as the doors finally closed behind him. We started going down and he shook his head slightly.
"Devie, why are you leaving?"
I frowned, ready to throw at him everything that was actually wrong with him and not even feeling bad about it because of how intoxicated I was but I didn't have time: the power seemed to go off, the lights flickered and the elevator stopped.
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Stuck With You - Chapter 5
Chapter 5 : Hey, Soul Sister
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College Enemies To Lovers AU
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I knew when we collided
You're the one I have decided who's one of my kind
I can be myself now finally
In fact there's nothing I can't be
I knew I wouldn't forget you
And so I went and let you blow my mind
You gave my life direction
A game-show love connection
We can't deny
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Louis' room was exactly like mine but with posters of bands and football players. I let my eyes roam on the white walls before they fell on him again as he sat on his bed. He tapped the place next to him and I sent him a small smile before joining him, sitting a bit further and leaning against the wall.
"So, what do you wanna drink?" he asked, opening the small fridge next to his bed.
"Beer is fine." I just said, shrugging a shoulder as I let my palms brush against the black comforter i was sitting on.
I noticed his bed was a mess and so was his room. There were books everywhere, a box of pizza on his desk and dirty clothes covering the floor.
"Thank god I didn't end up sharing a room with you." I added with a chuckle, taking the beer he was handing me.
"Why? Don't tell me your anal like Neil is."
I frowned but my lips curled a bit. I had noticed that Niall's side of the room was clean and in order but hearing Louis tell me he was actually anal about it was interesting. I took note of it, adding it to the mental list of 'things I know about my roommate', which was, let's face it, a very short list for now.
"Actually, i'm just as messy as you are, but now you got me worried about how Niall could react if I leave my stuff around." I admitted with a smile. "Perhaps i'm gonna try to keep my side of the room clean."
"Cheers." Louis chuckled. "Niall would be pissed."
I clinked my beer against his and we took a sip. I kept staring at him as his eyes fell on the bottle in his hands. He moved it slightly but I knew he was looking at it without really seeing it.
"He was pissed, actually." I pointed out, leaning my head on the wall and bringing my knees up, my feet flat on the bed. "He's mad at me and I have no idea why."
"No, Devon, he was angry at me, not at you. You did nothing wrong."
I was not sure he was right but I pressed my lips together and tilted my head. "And what did you do to him?"
Louis chuckled but this time, there was no amusement in his tone. He was sad, I could feel it. I wanted to be there for him but I didn't know what to do except listen to him. I was never good at giving advice, or receiving advice, actually. I always ended up doing what I thought was right and realizing way too late that it was not the right thing to do. There was no way I could really help Louis and I knew it.
"It's just a bunch of little things, you know? Realizing his dream of being a professional footballer, having the girl he likes falling for me..." he stopped himself and looked up in my eyes. ".. despite myself, of course. And just... not being there for him when he needed him the most."
Louis sighed loudly and swallowed his beer, putting it away near the pizza box before leaning his head on the wall too and closing his eyes. "I was a fucking bad friend. I still am. I'm still trying to be close to him despite knowing very well he doesn't want me near."
I licked my lips, feeling my heart twist in my chest. It just confirmed that I really couldn't do anything to help Louis and I hated it.
"I think Niall doesn't want many people near." I pointed out. "Has he always been like that?"
Louis smiled more and opened his eyes, shaking his head slightly. "No, not at all. Niall was always the light of the party, the one everyone loves, always surrounded by so many people it was hard to actually get his attention." he turned to me and smiled. "I'm the opposite."
"Me too." I let my lips curled.
I didn't want to admit it, but the fact that everyone was so in awe when it came to Niall actually fascinated me. People like him, to whom everyone seemed to be drawn, were so interesting, and at the same time, I could totally understand why. There was something emanating from Niall that even got to me after only a few days. So yea, he was the most annoying little shit I've ever met, but I still wanted his attention.
I cleared my throat, a bit embarrassed by the thought and very glad that it stayed in my head. Okay, Niall was intriguing, but he had also mentioned that I intrigued him too, and I didn't know what it meant.
"You either love Niall, or pretend that you don't."
I chuckled and raised my eyebrows at Louis' words. "What?"
"I'm serious!" he laughed a bit, turning his body my way. "Everyone who has said they hated Niall didn't really hate him, or if they did, after a while, they ended up liking him. He's just got the effect on people. I've always been jealous of that."
We remained silent for about a minute and Louis finally got up, grabbing the beer from my hands. "We're gonna need something stronger than that."
I laughed a bit and he got a bottle of vodka, serving me some in a plastic cup before sitting back on his bed, slightly closer to me. I watched him take a long sip and blinked a few times.
"So tell me, Devon, why did you come to this school? What happened at your old college that was so bad you had to leave?"
I breathed in, feeling my heartbeats accelerate, and drank half my glass before grimacing and coughing, almost choking on my drink. It made Louis smirk and he raised his eyebrows as my eyes watered, due to the feeling of burn in my throat.
"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to."
I looked inside my cup, watching the transparent liquid move as my hand shook slightly, and finally pressed my lips together, not daring to look up at my new friend.
"Let's just say I trusted the wrong person, dated them and ended up with a broken heart."
"Darling, that's everyone's story." Louis replied after a shot moment of silence.
He drank what was left in his glass before filling it again and I decided to do the same. I watched as he poured more vodka in my glass too and sighed louder than intended. I was getting past the tipsy stage and I wanted to share everything with Louis but instead, I just stared in his eyes and sent him a fond smile.
"I know we just met but.. that day in the hall when you talked to me for the first time? I felt something. Like, a connection or something. Have you ever heard about sister souls?"
He chuckled in his glass and swallowed hard before sending me an amused smile. "Like the song?"
"Sort-of." I rolled my eyes. "Except for the 'love' part."
"So you're telling me you're not in love with me, is that it?"
"I barely know you." I smiled more.
"But you know me enough to feel a connection."
I chuckled and rolled my eyes again, making him laugh. "Come on, Louis!"
"I'm just playing with you, Dev." he said, licking his lips. "I know what sister souls are, and I feel that connection too, if you wanted to know."
"Good." I replied low, nodding a few times before looking down at my glass again. "Besides, I'm never gonna fall in love again."
"You're not the one who decides that, love." he let out in a soft tone, making me look up at him. He raised his eyebrows and shrugged a shoulder. "If it happens then it happens. You've got no control over it."
"Trust me, I'll make sure of it." I argued, blinking a few times and feeling suddenly tired. "Love hurts too much and when you give your heart to someone, you become this vulnerable wreck human being. Not worth the pain."
I lied down on Louis' bed and yawned, letting my eyes close, feeling half conscious and right before I fell asleep, I heard Louis say something that I didn't have the strength to answer.
"You sound just like Niall."
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Niall had ignored me for exactly eight days after that day I left the room to go spend time in Louis' and ended up falling asleep in his bed. He was back to throwing hurtful comments directed at me without really addressing to me personally. I was sad and it hurt me way more than I thought it would but I decided to pretend I didn't care and started playing the same game he was playing.
We ended up living together without acknowledging each other and I couldn't remember the last time Niall actually had looked at me. I didn't know why he was acting like that but it just proved to me that it was not Louis he was mad at. It was actually me, and I didn't know why. I also didn't want to ask, especially that I was pretty sure he wouldn't answer the question, or even answer me at all.
I had been busy working on my last painting and he was spending as much time as possible away from our room. I didn't dare following him but I was pretty sure he was working on his song in the music room, or shagging some random girls wherever he could.
The morning of our visit to the museum, however, I was surprised to hear his voice. We hadn't met with Daxia and Asher to talk about our project but I knew today was the day and perhaps, he knew he would have to sort of interact with me.
I saw him put a few things in his pockets and grab his backpack, zipping it quickly, but I still pretended I was not looking at him. The truth was, the longer he was ignoring me, the more I was looking at him, and the more I spent time wondering why he hated me so much.
"Look, we're both going to the same place." he explained with a sigh, not even looking at me. "I know you don't have a car, so, maybe you need a ride? I mean," he sighed again, stopping everything he was doing and closing his eyes. "You can ride with me."
I stood there for a few seconds, a bit surprised and speechless by his proposition, before finally blinking a few times and licking my lips. "Oh, uhm, yes, thank you, that's very nice of you." I agreed, stuttering a bit and letting a small smile spread on my lips.
"Alright. Cool." he just replied, putting his backpack on his shoulder as I grabbed my stuff quickly.
I followed him outside, remaining slightly behind him, and as we walked down the stairs, a few other guys waved at him.
"Hey Horan, are you gonna be there for the party this saturday?"
He turned on his heels when he was down the stairs and started walking backwards. "Wouldn't miss that for anything!"
He chuckled and I stared at the way he was smiling. A lock of his hair fell on his forehead again and it twisted in a cute swirl. I almost tripped on my feet but gripped the banister to get my balance back but unfortunately, it caught Niall's attention and for the very first time in days, his eyes met mine. He frowned a bit and chuckled before shaking his head slightly.
"Did you forget how to walk, Devie?"
I raised my nose up at the nickname he gave me but decided not to comment on it, knowing that openly be annoyed by it would be the perfect reason for him to use it again. I breathed in and tried not to sigh but he noticed and raised his eyebrows.
"Oh wait, it's because of me, isn't it?" he said with a smirk as his dimple dug deeper in his chin. "I look too good? You can't handle it?"
"Funny." I replied, my eyes getting smaller as I looked at him. God, he was annoying. And it annoyed me even more that the reason I almost tripped was because of that stupid hair lock falling on his forehead and therefore, there was some truth in his words. "This is gonna be a long ride." I muttered as we stepped outside.
He was still amused when we entered his car and although I was still annoyed, I couldn't help but let my lips curl as my eyes traveled on his car. It looked amazing from outside, and it seemed amazing to drive, too. When I looked up, he was sending me an amused smile and I pressed my lips together.
"You alright?"
I cleared my throat and shrugged. "Like I said, I love your car."
He started it and raised his eyebrows at me. "It's just a Jeep."
"It's literally my dream car." I admitted low, regretting it immediately after and glancing at the window.
"Then buy one."
I chuckled and rolled my eyes, turning to look at him again, staring at his face like he was an alien. "Do you remember how much you paid for it? I don't have that kind of money."
"I do." he finally replied after a few minutes of silence. "I bought it with my first paycheck as a model. I never had that kind of money before."
"So, you're a model." I repeated even if I already knew. He glanced at me and I did the same, and it made the left corner of his lips raise up.
"Yes, I am." he replied with a chuckle. "Me and my double chin, darling."
I smiled more at him, realizing how much fun and nice he could be sometimes, and just licked my lips. "What double chin?"
As an answer, he just smiled at me and turned on the radio. I started laughing when the Train song started playing and he turned to me with a frown.
"No it's just, I was talking with Louis the other day, and we talked about this song."
"That's not really the kind of music Louis listens to." Niall explained, raising his eyebrows as his eyes remained on the road.
"No I just asked him if he knew what sister souls were and he mentioned it." I shrugged, feeling suddenly a bit embarrassed. I was drunk and perhaps I had express a bit more of my feelings than I should have.
"That's a weird conversation to have." Niall simply pointed out with a frown.
I knew he was curious and I licked my lips. "I just feel... I mean, I barely know him, but that's how I feel towards him."
Although I could only see his profile, I noticed how his facial expression suddenly changed and I held my breath. He didn't answer, but he also stopped glancing at me and I didn't see a smile on his face for the rest of the ride. He parked and as he was undoing his belt, I turned to him and sighed.
"Why were you mad at me the other day? We were talking and Louis knocked and suddenly, you were rude to me."
"I have no idea what you're talking about." he replied, once again avoiding my gaze.
He got out of the car and I quickly did the same, grabbing my bag and following him. I had to walk quickly to keep the pace and I sighed.
"You know exactly what I'm talking about." I argued, holding the strap of my bag so tight that my fingers turned white. "You're doing the same thing right now. Louis thinks it's because of him but I know it's me. Why do you hate me so much?"
He stopped and turned to me so fast that my heart jumped in my chest. The way he stared at me made me swallow hard and in the three seconds it took him to talk, I had the time to notice that his eyes had turned the exact same shade of blue from his shirt. Why did I notice things like that?
"Look, just because we had a small conversation about futile stuff doesn't mean we're friends now. It doesn't mean I like you, or that I have to like you. It doesn't mean I care about you, what you do, who you befriend and what you want. In fact, I really don't care, okay? I'm stuck with you in that fucking room, and i'm stuck with you for that stupid project, but spending time with you is irritating. You're the most annoying person I've ever had the misfortune to meet, and I can't wait to get rid of you!"
It was a reflex. A simple reflex. I didn't have time to think about it, I just slapped him as he threw all those mean words at me, my hand hitting his cheek way harder than I thought it would. It took him by surprise and his lips parted as I held my breath, not really believing what I had done. After the shock had passed, he scoffed and shook his head.
"Great." he let out. "Stay the fuck away from me." he added, pointing his finger in my direction and I just took a step back as he left.
I realized that my heart was racing when I finally breathed in deeply but somehow, I couldn't stop the ache in my chest. My heart felt like it was stuck in a vice and I was not sure if it was because I had slapped him, or because of the hard words he had thrown at me. It made me realize that it was the very first time I actually touched Niall and I looked down, turning my hand to look at my palm. That was not the kind of relationship I wanted with anyone and I knew I should do something, but I had no idea what it was. I also couldn't force him to like me, and I closed my eyes, trying to get back to my senses.
There was no reason for me to want him to appreciate me but I did and realizing that made me a bit mad. I had promised myself that I wouldn't be this weak person anymore, and that I didn't need the approbation or the love from anyone, but the truth was, I was still human, and letting Niall be hot and cold with me over and over again was affecting me more than I thought and hoped it would.
I felt my phone vibrate in my back pocket and grabbed it, feeling my heart sink in my chest when I saw it was from Daxia. For some reason, I had wished for someone else... and that thought made me press my lips together.
'Where are you?' I read before blinking a few times.
I checked the time, noticing that I was late, and let out a low 'fuck!' before I ran inside. Deep down, I just hoped that this visit at the museum wouldn't be too awkward and hopefully, things would get solved between Niall and I. I thought about asking Louis but I decided to keep him out of this. I was a big girl, I could work this out by myself, right?
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You & Me : chapter 43
A Niall Horan fanfiction ; rated MA
Sequel to AM CONVERSATIONS
CHAPTER 1 || CHAPTER 2 || CHAPTER 3 || CHAPTER 4 || CHAPTER 5 || CHAPTER 6 || CHAPTER 7 || CHAPTER 8 || CHAPTER 9 || CHAPTER 10 || CHAPTER 11 || CHAPTER 12 || CHAPTER 13 || CHAPTER 14 || CHAPTER 15 || CHAPTER 16 || CHAPTER 17 || CHAPTER 18 || CHAPTER 19 || CHAPTER 20 || CHAPTER 21 || CHAPTER 22 || CHAPTER 23 || CHAPTER 24 || CHAPTER 25 || CHAPTER 26 || CHAPTER 27 || CHAPTER 28 || CHAPTER 29 || CHAPTER 30 || CHAPTER 31 || CHAPTER 32 || CHAPTER 33 || CHAPTER 34|| CHAPTER 35 || CHAPTER 36 || CHAPTER 37 || CHAPTER 38 || CHAPTER 39 || CHAPTER 40 || CHAPTER 41 || CHAPTER 42
NOTES:
-one chapter is her pov, the next is his
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-there WILL be smut. but not only smut.
-this is a romance, comedy, smut story.
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Chapter 43 : His chapter
NIALL
June 25th, 2018
"Okay, move slightly on the right." I heard her, doing what she told me cautiously. "Now watch out, there's a step."
"Big or small?"
"Uhm, medium" she replied after thinking about it.
"Gee Liv, thanks!" I replied sarcastically before I carefully tried to put my foot on the step.
She guided me with difficulty until the car and I packed her last few boxes in the trunk. We sat in the car and I started it, feeling her gaze on me but I tried to ignore it until I felt her hand on my thigh. I suddenly relaxed and my eyes met hers for half a second before going back on the road.
"You should have let me help you." she pointed out with a soft voice. "I can carry more than one box, you know."
The left corner of my lips raised gently and I glanced at her again before stopping at a red light and turning my head completely her way. Her eyebrows raised and I sent her a small smile, shaking my head.
"I want you to let me take care of you." I admitted, bending closer to press my lips gently against hers in a quick kiss. "Besides, an old lady like you shouldn't carry heavy things."
With a chuckle, she slapped my arm gently as I started laughing and started driving again. It was already mid june and we had been working on her moving in with me for about a week. Most things were actually bought by Louis so all the furniture stayed there but it took us a while to pack all her stuff and bring the boxes to my house. I mean, our house.
"I'm only two years older than you!" she argued, making me laugh even more. "Do I have to call you 'kiddo'?"
"Please, I'm a man." I let out with a frown, half-joking. "You know it, you've seen me naked."
"Oh how my life has changed since then." she replied wih a chuckle, making me smile too.
We brought her stuff to our room and started unpacking together after I put music on. It invaded the house so loudly that the neighbours probably heard since we had opened the windows. It was a warm saturday afternoon and I still had a little bit more than a week off. I knew we were going to miss each other since I was about to leave for three months (even if i was going to be back here at some point in august for a few concerts) but we didn't talk about it much, as if it would make things worst.
I kept glancing at her from time to time as I was putting her stuff in my closet and my lips curled when I noticed she was dancing while putting her clothes in her dresser. It was nothing new. She had always been like that but somehow, at this exact moment, it made me realize how perfect this moment was. Loud music, finally sharing a house with the woman I loved, watching my girlfriend dance and sing happily close to me with a promise ring hidden in my underwear drawer. That whole scenario happening right in front of me felt like the accomplishment of something very very important and even if I couldn't define exactly what, I tried to remember this in my brain like the movie of a memory I wanted to watch over and over again until i'd be on my death bed. The smallest details seemed important and when she moved a lock of hair that had stuck on her lips behind her ear, I held my breath. Could I write a song about this?
She turned around and our eyes met and suddenly, her lips curled into a fond smile. I loved when she looked at me like that. I was used to it, because she's looked at me like that for as long as I could remember, but it's only now, the second time we're dating, that I realized what it meant and how important it was.
"Are you gonna help me or are you just going to stare at me while I do all the work?"
I chuckled and rolled my eyes before shaking my head and grabbing an other box. It was heavy and when I opened it, I saw a bunch of books, the first one on the top being the one she was reading at the moment. I knew because sometimes we'd just sit together in the living room in silence. She'd read and sometimes i would too, or id end up writing, or playing guitar. Just being in the same room was enough sometimes and I liked it. I grabbed the book and turned it around to read the summary but something else caught my attention and I frowned. Something was sticking out of the book and I pulled on it slightly only to see my face and hers on a few pictures. It came from the photobooth and if my memory served me right, it was from the first time we dated. I pulled on it more to see all the pictures and finally just opened the book so she wouldn't lose her page and let my eyes roam on the older pictures of us. I remembered how I felt, but I was well aware it was not comparable to the feelings I had now.
"Can't believe you kept this."
My eyes didn't move from the pictures but I felt her stop moving and finally get closer to me. I sat on my bed and I felt her sit next to me in silence until I finally looked up in her eyes.
"You have no idea of all the things I kept." she admitted and I could swear her cheeks turned a soft shade of pink. "I kept a lot of souvenirs of you, Niall."
My smile curled a bit and she chuckled. "Really?"
"Oh don't look at me like that, it's not like I built a shrine for you or anything." she just rolled her eyes. "But your friendship and your love... yea, it's important for me."
I ran my thumb gently on the pictures for a few more minutes and finally put them back in the book before closing it. I stared at it until Liv grabbed my hand and I squeezed her fingers, looking up at her and sending her a smile.
"You know we need to christen the rooms." This time, she let out a loud laughter and it made my lips curl. "It's true!"
"It only applies to new places, Niall!" she laughed more. "We've already had sex pretty much in all the rooms of this house, and that says a lot!"
"Are you sure?" I asked, raising my eyebrows before she nodded. "All the bathrooms? Bedrooms?" She nodded again and I raised my nose up with a low groan, making her laugh again. "There must be somewhere we didn't fuck!"
"On the dryer."
"What?" I frowned.
"We never fucked on your dryer." she repeated with an amused smile, her head tilted. "We fucked in the showers, kitchen's table, kitchen's counter, on the couch, on the floor of the living room, in all the beds, on all the bedroom floors, in the music room and against that piano.. One time you even grabbed me when I got out of the shower to fuck me against the wall in the hall."
The left corner of my lips curled as the memory came back to my head and I raised my eyebrows. "Oh yea, I remember."
"But I don't remember fucking on the dryer."
My eyes roamed on her and I licked my lips. "We can do that now."
"Join me in 5 minutes?"
I raised my eyebrows in surprise when she suddenly got up and left. My fingers gripped the book in my hands tighter and I finally put it on the bed before turning my eyes to the alarm clock on the bedside table. It was the longest 5 minutes of my life and if I wanted to be honest, I only waited 3 and a half anyway.
I heard the dryer's noise and frowned a bit when I realized she had started it and when I got there, she was sitting on it and I noticed the matching black and silk panties and bra she was wearing. Her legs were hanging down the dryer and she was holding herself with her hands slightly behind her body, her dark hair falling near her back, and I stopped as soon as our eyes met.
"When did you put this on?"
"I wore them all day." she admitted with a smirk before chuckling when my face changed. "I mean, I wanted to show you but we were sort of busy."
I took a few steps closer slowly and put my palms on her thighs, sliding my hands up very slowly on her soft skin.
"Spread your legs, petal." I whispered as she bit her bottom lip but did as I asked.
"I wasn't sure if it actually looked good on me." she admitted low and I shook my head quickly.
"Oh shut up, darling, this makes me so fucking hard." To prove my point, I turned my hips a bit and pressed my hard cock through my pants against her naked thigh. "See?"
I ran my hands up to her breasts, touching them before slipping one of my hands under it to run the tip of two of my fingers on her nipple. "I'm so torn right now. I want to rip it off of you, but watching them on you is so fucking hot."
"Just move my panties aside and fuck me."
Her eyes seemed to sparkle but her expression was needy and I just licked my lips, bringing my hands down to my jeans and unzipping them as I kept staring at her.
"Such a needy little slut." I let out in a low tone. "Tell me how bad you want my cock. Beg me."
Her eyes never leaving mine, she brought her feet on the dryer, exposing her panties even more to me and slowly, I took my cock out and started stroking it. I could feel the dryer getting warmer and the way she seemed to shake over it made me want her even more.
"Fuck, Niall, I want you so bad. I need you deep inside me." she whimpered and licked her lips. "Please, Niall, I need your cock, please i'm begging you, fuck me."
I jerked off harder, making sure the tip of my dick rubbed against her pussy over her panties, and she whimpered and bit her bottom lip harder.
"Move your panties, pet. Show me your pretty little cunt."
She did as I asked and my eyes dropped between her legs as I moved even closer, close enough for the tip of my cock to push inside her. I groaned low and she let out a short whimper as I felt her throb around me.
"Deeper." she breathed out. "Fill me."
Quickly, I pushed myself inside her until I was balls deep and she let out a moan, her head falling back slightly and her eyes fluttering.
"Like this petal? How does my cock feel?"
She squirmed slightly and with difficulty but I watched her shake glancing a few times down to watch her grind despite herself on my dick. The feeling was amazing and I groaned louder when I felt her clench around me.
"So good, so fucking good." she whimpered again.
"You're so fucking wet and horny I just want to watch you fuck yourself on my cock until you cum all over it, baby girl." I let out without thinking. "How about you do that?"
I moved as close as I could and she ground on me for a few minutes. I loved the way she moved, all her facial expressions and the way her moans sounded but after a while, I couldn't take it anymore and grabbed her waist, my fingers sinking in her skin as I pulled her against me in motion with my thrusts.
"Fuck, i'm gonna cum." I just said still going hard.
I didn't know if it was because of my words or if she had been holding it for a while but she started shaking even harder against me as she came, my name escaping her lips in incredible moans and bringing me to my own orgasm. I shut my eyes tight, pushing myself so hard against her to make sure I went as deep as I could, and when I got down from my high, I leaned my forehead against hers, eyes still closed, as we both panted with parted lips.
"This is so much better." I whispered, moving a bit to reach her lips with mine.
"Better than what?" she asked in a breath as I kissed her gently again.
"Better than anything. Better than anyone." I confessed. "Better than sex without feelings."
It took her about a minute to talk but her words made me open my eyes suddenly.
"Are you in love with me, Niall?"
I pulled away to look in her eyes and frowned for a few seconds before shaking my head. I knew she was probably asking me simply because she wanted to hear it but I couldn't help but fear that she doubted it.
"Yes. I am in love with you, Olivia." I affirmed. "It will never change. I'll always be in love with you, for as long as I live, and maybe even after."
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June 29th, 2018
I was a bit sad she had insisted on inviting Louis and Eleanor on her birthday but I went along with it because it was her day and I loved her. She also had asked for nothing big, just a movie and games night with our friends, and somehow, I was down with that. Normally, I'd want to celebrate in a bar with many more friends but we were about to be separated for a while and I was not in the mood to celebrate that. I was just grateful I could spend her birth day with her.
"Okay, Liv, you sit next to me. Your boyfriend can sit next to El." I heard Louis say as I walked back in the living room with two bowls of popcorn.
"Excuse me? I pretty much intend on watching this movie cuddling my girlfriend, thank you very much!" I argued with a frown as I stood in the middle of the living room.
"If we do that we'll just spend an hour and a half making out!" Louis explained with round eyes. "At least you two will! You're both horny animals!"
"It's not like we were gonna fuck in front of you." I pointed out, rolling my eyes before sitting next to Eleanor who just laughed.
"Don't be a jealous boyfriend, Niall. Liv was my roommate before being your girlfriend again and I'm very sad that I can't wake her up by literally jumping in her bed at 6 in the morning anymore!" he joked with a chuckle before turning to my girlfriend. "Bet you miss it too!"
"6 in the morning?" I repeated with a frown again. "You never wake up so early."
"He did when he had meetings for his album." Olivia pointed out. "As you already know, 'pain in the ass' is in his DNA."
I laughed and she did too but the way she looked at me made me smile. Louis placed his arm on the back of the couch, near her shoulders, and I groaned low at sight. It's not that I wanted to read too much into this, but it was bothering me a lot and it was tough to hide. I was not the type to be jealous and I knew Olivia loved me, but every time I saw them near each other, I couldn't help but remember that they fucked multiple times and that nothing could ever erase that.
What took me out of my thoughts was something hitting my nose and the sweet laughter of my girlfriend. I shook my head slightly and sent her a smile as she sent me more popcorn and I grabbed some from my own bowl before throwing it at her, too. She laughed louder and we kept on throwing popcorn at each other until Louis groaned and stopped the movie. It was crazy how easily Louis could make himself home. He was using my remote for my tv, was sitting on my favorite spot on the couch, cuddling with my girlfriend.
"Fine! Fine I get it!" Louis gave in, raising his hand up in defeat. "You guys can't stay too far away from each other for too long. It's sad but it is what it is!"
He practically jumped off the couch and walked up to me. After a quick head movement, I sent him a smile and got up to. I let myself fall next to Liv and immediately, she cuddled my side like a magnet, making me smile more. I had no idea why I was insecure when it came to Louis, but she proved over and over again that I had no reason to be. I wrapped my arm around her to pull her closer and we finished the movie before grabbing a few beers and talking. It was almost 3 in the morning when Louis and El left and I watched as Liv got up, yawned and stretched.
"I'm so tired, let's go to bed, yea?"
"We really should clean first." I pointed out, grabbing a few bottles.
I was about to bring them to the kitchen but she stopped me with a grimace and a groan. "Niall, we need to sleep. Come onnnn, we can do that tomorrow."
I stared at her and sighed, not really sure I liked the idea but I finally nodded and followed her to the room as she held my hand and pulled me with her. We fell asleep quickly but she did before me and for some reason, I enjoyed watching her snore lightly, her lips parted, as I held her close to me. These days, we fell asleep holding each other face to face and it was very different from our usual spooning. Still, I liked it but when I woke up, she was on the other side of the bed, her legs were over mine, and I smiled at how much she had moved.
I got up, put sweatpants on and made coffee before drinking a cup as I looked at the mess in the living room and the kitchen. She joined me about half an hour later, entering the kitchen as she yawned. It made me chuckle but I liked the mess of her hair and her lazy smile. I wanted that every single morning of my life.
"Slept well?"
"Yes but not enough." she just shrugged with an other yawn.
I poured her coffee in her favorite mug and we both drank in silence, leaned against the counter. After I was done, I put my cup in the sink and without turning back to look at her, I sighed.
"We need to clean now."
"Mm, I just woke up. We can do that later in the afternoon." she just shrugged.
"Liv, we need to clean now. That's what happens when we postpone these kind of things. It'll never be fun but doing it now means we can do something else after."
She stared at me a few seconds and sighed, letting her head fall back on her shoulders. I didn't want to argue with her, and I knew how messy she was, but she also knew I was the opposite and that leaving everything as is the night before had been annoying to me.
"Well I don't want to do it now."
I didn't expect that answer and took a step back as my eyebrows raised.
"Why are you being like that?"
"Why are you being like that?" she repeated. "This can wait! I can't believe we're arguing over that!"
"Olivia, please! We left this mess last night and we need to clean!"
"You knew how i was before I started living here, it's nothing new!" she let out a bit roughly.
"And you know how I was too!" I argued before she brought her hands to her face and sighed. "You need to make efforts, okay? I am!"
My voice was a bit too loud and I knew it but I was getting pissed. I couldn't believe we were arguing over something like that. After all we had been through, I didn't want to accept that something so silly could be what would end us.
"I just... I need a shower."
I left without waiting for her answer and stayed a bit too long under the hot stream but when I got out of the bathroom with clean clothes, my lips curled at the sight. She had cleaned a good part of the living room and was now working on filling the dishwasher. I walked up to her and wrapped my arms around her waist from behind, leaning my chin on her shoulder.
"Thank you." I whispered, leaving a few kisses on her neck and she finally turned in my arms to look in my eyes.
"I'm sorry."she sighed and licked her lips. "I'll make efforts, I promise."
We finished cleaning and ended up sitting at the table with an other cup of coffee and eggs. The problem was, I couldn't stop thinking that I was leaving in a few days and it bothered me. I wanted us to discuss it but at the same time, I was not sure she wanted to talk about it. I knew that she thought mentioning things out loud made them more real or concrete but ignoring them and pretending the problems weren't there wouldn't make them disappear.
"It's gonna be tough, you know. We'll be away from each other for quite a while."
It took her a few seconds to answer as she seemed focused on her coffee but after a while, she breathed in and sighed.
"I know it won't be easy, Niall, but I also know that it will never be as hard as it was without you for a whole year. So yea, I think we can get through this and come out stronger." she said in a calm way before looking up in my eyes. "I hate being away from you but that won't change my love for you, not even just a little."
I reached for her hand on the table and squeezed her fingers before sending her a small smile. "It won't change mine either. And you're right, that year without you was the worse I've ever been through."
"It's... different." she told cautiously, looking up at me and noticing my questioning look. "You spent that year without me because you decided it, it was your choice. You did it for a reason and you wanted to be alone to live things you clearly thought you couldn't live with me. But me... I suffered through it. You broke up with me, broke my heart... I lost my best friend and the love of my life at the same time, you know? We didn't live that year the same way."
I felt my heart thump hard in my chest and I just nodded very slightly, as we stared at each other.
"You know, Niall... you left me with nothing." she said and I could swear I heard her voice crack. "I tried to find someone else, to find what I was missing from someone else, but I never really found it because what I was missing was you." Once again, she breathed in and sighed. "I know it's not easy but maybe you should try to put yourself in my shoes and... try to understand how I feel, you know? How I felt all those months."
I remembered that she told me it was tough for her but I never really understood how hard it had been until I found out she had literally tried to kill herself. Still, I felt like I couldn't really know the feeling and never would be able to. I remained silent as her words kept running in my head and finally held my breath. I couldn't believe I was thinking about writing a song in such a deep moment but I was and I just shook my head.
"You're right, Liv." I admitted, reaching for her other hand and squeezing both of them tight. "I'll try to understand how you felt in that year we were apart, after I broke you. It's hard to imagine but, I know I've hurt you more than I ever hurt anyone else, and I'll listen to everything you have to say about it."
She sent me a fond smile and nodded. "I can't really put it in the past." she added low. "Not because I don't want to, but because I feel like it's part of our story. I thought I knew who you were, I thought you'd never leave. I mean, we've known each other for decades... I thought you would never break my heart. But it was hard to accept, you know? That I didn't know you as well as I thought I did. I felt like... you ripped my heart out. Like you stole something from me that I could never get back without really knowing what it was. And I wanted it back. The worst was.. I still wanted to be with you. If you had came back I would have said yes in a heartbeat. I was always thinking of you, no matter who I was with, and yes, it includes Louis."
I stared at her, blinking a few times but still remained silent. I didn't want to let go of her hands and I also didn't want to talk. I thought it was just time to listen.
"I just... I went in bars and clubs to change my mind, I tried to date other people, I tried to drink my pain away... I just wanted to get over you and nothing worked, because I had nothing left." She paused again and shrugged. "I learned that making you the center of my life was not a good idea but it was something I was used to, I did it since I was a kid. Now I don't want to do things for you, Niall. I want to do things for us, and I want you to do the same. It's a team work. I mean, it's us against the world, right? That's what we said?"
I sent her a bigger smile and nodded. "It is. You and me."
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Next-Door Neighbours : Chapter Eight
A Liam Fanfic, A Niall Fanfic, MA Rating
New neighbours, new drama. Sometimes what you need is the last thing you’re looking for.
CHAPTER 1 | CHAPTER 2 | CHAPTER 3 || CHAPTER 4 || CHAPTER 5 || CHAPTER 6 || CHAPTER 7
+NOTES+
1- This fic is written by Julie ( @paynesqueen ) & Livia ( @horansqueen )
2- Julie will write the odd chapters and Livia the even chapters
3- This fic will have romance, drama and smut.
Chapter Eight
by Livia (horansqueen)
Olivia hadn't expected her movie night with her sister to be so short but when Niall knocked at the door, she couldn't push him away again. The way he had pronounced 'please' and the look on his face.... she had reached a limit and her heart wouldn't allow her to be even meaner to the man in front of her, especially because of the feelings she had for him. She wasn't sure of the nature of those feelings but she knew they were strong enough to stop her from falling asleep at night, which was a real feat for her since she could literally fall asleep anywhere and at any time.
"You haven't answered my calls or my text messages."
Niall was standing in front of her, in her room, and she brought her arms around her as a shiver ran up her spine. That was not what she had expected to happen with him in her room and it made he realize that she wasn't too keen on him being right in the middle of her intimacy.
"I just... I didn't know what to say."
"The question isn't really hard to understand, Livi. What do you expect me from? What do you want?"
Her lips parted and she licked them, bringing her shoulders up as she shook her head slowly. It was funny he thought it was a simple question because it was one of the hardest she was ever asked. It came with a bunch of if's and maybe's, and included a lot of unknown feelings.
"I.. I don't know." she muttered, feeling her eyes water suddenly.
"Look, I'm not gonna lie to you, at first I thought we'd just end up having fun and fuck, but then you started that game and I thought hey, I haven't played in a while." he explained before sighing. "But quickly, I got tired of that game and you clearly don't enjoy it either. Problem is, you don't want to go on a date, and you also don't want to fuck. I mean it's all fine, but now I have no idea what exactly you want."
He had to admit that asking her that question in a text message or even on the phone sounded ridiculous. Not only was it pathetic, but he also wanted to see her facial expressions as she'd answer and suddenly, he was glad that she never answered his texts or calls. She seemed nervous and her eyes dropped to the floor. The way she licked her lips made something stir in his stomach and when her eyes met his again, he raised his eyebrows.
"I don't know either." she replied, making him grimace. "No! I mean. Gosh."
She closed her eyes and rubbed them hard, turning on her heels and pacing the room slowly. She finally stopped after a few seconds and faced him, shaking her head with her eyes closed.
"When you're near, Niall, I have no idea what I want." she admitted, her eyes fluttering open. "You.. trouble me. You confuse me. I get in this state of... stupefaction?" she groaned and rubbed her eyes again. "See? I can't even express myself properly."
She didn't want to tell him that she liked him, that she was scared of the feelings she could get, and that even if she'd never admit it, especially not to herself, that she could clearly love him, maybe even more that. She swallowed the lump in her throat that her thought made appear but kept her eyes closed.
Niall stared at her as she tripped on her words, barely making sense. The odd thing was that it totally made sense to him, because that was exactly how he felt too. He didn't know what it was, but it was something, and that made him even more attracted to her, he just didn't know in what way.
In an impulse, he walked up to her and grabbed her waist, bending down slightly to crush his mouth on hers. She shut her eyes tighter when she felt his mouth press roughly on hers but finally wrapped her arms around him, pulling him closer.
"I get it, you don't have to explain." he whispered, his lips still against hers. "How about we just take things as they go?"
He ran his fingertips down her back slowly and she pulled away again to look in his eyes.
"You can see whoever you like, fuck whoever you want." he added, taking her upper lip between his teeth and nibbling on it. It brought a throbbing sensation between her legs and she groaned despite herself. "No promise, no engagement. We can just hang out for now."
A smile appeared on her lips and she laughed. "This is clearly not 'hanging out'." she pointed out, making him smile too before he left a chaste kiss on mouth.
"You're right, okay." he just nodded before taking a step back. "So you and I, tomorrow, we hang out. Not a date, just.. hanging out."
Olivia's eyes roamed on him for a few seconds and the left corner of her lips raised slowly.
"Deal."
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"Favorite movie?" Niall asked with a smile, glancing at her as they kept walking.
"This is tough." she replied, her eyes getting smaller as she thought. "Die Hard."
He nodded slowly and for a while and put his free hand in his pocket as he brought the straw of his glass to his mouth. "Alright, which one is the best, in your opinion?"
"Mm, a few years ago, I would have told you the third one but now..." she shook her head again and turned to look at him. "It's definitely the first."
"Explain yourself." he chuckled, making her smile more.
She loved the way his eyes sparkled when he smiled and she got caught up in her thoughts so deeply that she almost tripped on a dog. He helped her get her balance back and laughed as she bit her bottom lip. Yea, she looked a bit stupid, but feeling his warm palms on her arm made it all worth it.
She sent him a smile and thanked him in a low tone but he simply winked at her and laughed. She cleared her throat and when they started walking again, she felt her fingers brush against his, making her hold her breath. If this was not a date, and if they were just 'hanging out', why was she so nervous? Why did she expect something from him, anything, when they'd get back home? Why was she emotionally challenging herself by being around him for so long at a time?
"The first one is what started it all. It is filled with funnier puns and jokes, has no 'impossible' scenarios or almost, and features Alan Rickman as the bad guy."
"Okay, that makes sense, good arguments." he didn't seem sure and it made Olivia frown.
"You've seen the Die Hard movies, didn't you?"
"I've seen the first a long time ago, may have seen the fourth on tv?" She looked at him, her eyebrows raised and her lips parted, making him let out a shy laugh. "What?"
"Okay, Die Hard marathon tonight."
He looked at her as she shook her head and it made him smile more. There was something about her that he couldn't get enough of and frankly, it was bothering him, but he was not the type of guy who would stress with something like that. He was fine with going one day at a time, even if he had to admit he'd be disappointed if nothing ended up happening between them, whether it was romantic or sexual. Okay, maybe 'disappointed' was not the right word, but 'sad' seemed ridiculous. After all, he's only knows her for a few weeks.
"I'm not sure watching movies together is a good idea." he pointed, finishing his drink and throwing it in the first bin he saw before turning around and meeting her gaze. She was frowning and her head was tilted on the side, making her dark hair fall. For some reason, he thought she looked pretty, even with that confused expression. "I mean you and I? Alone? In my living room? Unless we're sitting on two different couches then it's literally playing with fire."
"Do you own two couches?" she asked with an amused smile, raising her eyebrows again.
"Well no, but I have a very big one." he replied with a shrug as she nodded.
"Great, then I'll be on a side and you'll be on the other."
Her words made him smile and he stopped walking right before she did the same, turning around to face him again.
"What's wrong?" she asked, frowning again.
"Are you always like that?" he chuckled, making her shrug.
"Like what?"
She wrapped her lips around her straw and he couldn't help but focus on her mouth for a few seconds before looking up in her eyes. Being sexually depraved was not something he was used to and he had no idea what would happen if he ended up having sex with her, especially if it was about to take a few more weeks.
"I don't know," he shrugged too, both his hands now dived in his pockets. "Carefree?"
She chuckled again and shook her head. "I'm not carefree I just don't think that's something to worry about. Don't you have self-control?"
This time, he laughed and brought one of his hands to the back of his head to scratch it nervously. He really wasn't sure he had self-control at this point. Of course, he wouldn't do anything she wasn't okay with but if she gave him a slight hint that she was ready for it, there was no way he could stop himself.
"Self-control?" he asked with a smile. "What's that?"
She laughed and shook her head a bit before bending closer and reaching down for his hand. She never thought she could find a man both extremely hot and totally adorable at the same time but there he was. He gripped her fingers back and she pulled him with her.
"Come on, I have some errands to run."
They ended up in the first aisle of a grocery store and he watched her check her phone for her list, adding stuff in the cart as they walked. They stayed a few minutes in silence until his lips curled more and he let out a chuckle.
"So, what are we doing here?"
She stopped and frowned before turning to him, her eyebrows raise. "Uhm, grocery shopping?" she explained. "You said we were just hanging out right? No date, nothing? Well it was my turn to do this and I thought I could combine business with pleasure."
"I hope I'm the pleasure part." he joked, making her laugh louder than expected. "Am I?"
"You are! But you could be business too." she replied with a smirk. "Seriously though, I'm treating you with burgers after that."
"Really? Just because I'm helping you with grocery shopping?"
She raised her nose up and once again, something stirred in his stomach. It felt like strong affection but it was probably just lust.. right?
"Mm, no, mostly because you're gonna help me up the stairs with all my bags." she pointed out with an other grimace, a smile still on her lips. "I mean, if you're strong enough."
He thought about a good answer to throw back but he didn't know if it would be taken as flirting or just as a sexual innuendo and he decided to keep it to himself.
"I'm very strong." he just said, making her turn to him again because laughing. "Heyy, I am!"
He grabbed her phone from her hands with a groan as she kept laughing and they started walking around the store to get every item on the list. Olivia couldn't help herself and kept glancing at him. He looked good, especially when he was concentrated on reading what she had typed on her phone and she ended up thinking that even just 'hanging out' was dangerous for her heart. It was impossible not to fall for this guy and the realization made her hold her breath but when her phone rang, she jumped slightly and got out of her thoughts just in time to see Niall's facial expression change. His lips parted and he frowned for half a second before clearing his throat and handing her her phone.
"You've got.. a text message." Niall just said before looking away.
She grabbed her phone back and her heart jumped when she saw Louis' name. She suddenly realized that despite himself, Niall had probably seen Louis' text message pop up at the top of her screen and felt her heart jump again.
'Love, how about a weekend away just you and I? I miss you'
She quickly clicked to get back to the list and handed Niall her phone again. He stared at her a few seconds and although they both wanted to say something about what had happened, they remained quiet. He finally took her phone back and she licked her lips as they kept walking. Silence was getting heavy and she finally turned around to send him a smile.
"So tell me, why the cap? What's hiding under it? Messy hair?" she asked, her lips curling even more. "It gives you fratboy vibes."
He laughed and she felt relieved.
"Maybe."
"You didn't even comb your hair?" she asked a bit surprised before chuckling. "Wow."
"Hey it's not a date, is it?" he argued with an other laugh.
"So you comb your hair for a date?" she wondered curiously as her mind started to wander a bit.
She knew she had refused to go on a date with him but she couldn't help but imagine what it would feel like and a bunch of butterflies seemed to hit the inside of her stomach suddenly. That was so ridiculous. That metaphor was a pain in the ass. But it was also exactly how it felt.
"Oh definitely." he answered with a nod, a smile still gracing his lips.
"Was that girl I saw you with the other day a date?"
He seemed a bit surprised by her question and just shrugged. "More like a casual meeting."
She wanted to ask him if he kissed every 'casual meeting' girls like that but she didn't dare. After all, she had just received a message from Louis asking her to spend time alone with him and she didn't want to seem like a jealous and crazy girl. But she was jealous, and she hated it. She opened her lips to ask him if she, too, was a 'casual meeting' but she didn't dare. It would pass as flirting, wouldn't it? And it would send him a message she was not sure she wanted to send him.
They brought her stuff to his car and filled his trunk and as she was going to get back to the passenger's seat, he grabbed her wrist gently and pulled her closer. She stood in front him him but her heart seemed to stop when he put one of his fingers under her chin, moving it up to look in her eyes.
"I really..." he started.
She raised her eyebrows to incite him to continue but he just shook his head and bent down slowly to kiss her lips gently. She swallowed the intense feeling that invaded her when he took a step back and smiled at him as he looked at her with soft eyes. What the fuck was that exactly? She didn't know, but damn it felt good.
With no surprise, Niall was actually quite strong and he brought everything in her apartment and even helped her to place the food in the fridge. She loved how they both moved easily in the kitchen without being in each other's way, which was a new feeling for her because of her clumsiness. He seemed to anticipate her movements and she did the same with his, like a well rehearsed choreography. He bent down to put something in the fridge but when he closed it back and turned around to grab something else, his face had changed. He searched through the last bag without looking at her and she couldn't help but stare at him.
"So," he started, grabbing the ice cream, his eyes glued on it. "Are you going to leave for the weekend with Louis?"
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AM Conversations : chapter 14
A Niall Horan fanfiction ; rated MA
CHAPTER 1 || CHAPTER 2 || CHAPTER 3 || CHAPTER 4 || CHAPTER 5 || CHAPTER 6 || CHAPTER 7 || CHAPTER 8 || CHAPTER 9 || CHAPTER 10 || CHAPTER 11 || CHAPTER 12 || CHAPTER 13
NOTES:
-one chapter is her pov, the next is his.
-4k.
-im sorry, i never proofread, i hate it.
-there WILL be smut. but not only smut.
-this is a romance, comedy, smut story.
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- thank you so much for all the asks i get. you guys make me so happy. i cant even explain. thank you forever. i love you!!!
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Chapter 14 : His chapter
NIALL
It was the last thing I expected. I saw my best friend rush out of the bathroom and walk up to us quickly. She looked so determined and It made me realized I had never seen her like that or at least, not that I could remember. She looked taller, like her courage made her grow a few inches, but she also seemed stronger and it made my heart jump in my chest. Seeing her confident like this was a good change and I loved it.
That is until I saw her grab Harry's shirt and kiss him. I stood there, motionless as their first kiss happened right in front of me. It felt like all the noises around me faded. All I could hear was a sharp and piercing sound invading my head until all that was left was an intense and excessive thumping that echoed all over my body. I didn't think it would hit me that hard but here i was, my heart throbbing so hard in my chest I thought it was about to completely stop. Or explode. Or both.
My eyes followed his hands who reached for her waist and that's when I realized she was wearing my sweater and it almost made me sick. The image was ironic but also extremely painful and when their kiss grew, I had to leave. Without thinking, I turned around and walked quickly to the kitchen, searching through the cabinets for something stronger than beer. I opened the freezer only to find spicy rum and grabbed it quickly, not even bothering to get a glass. I opened it and swallowed a long sip without even thinking. The alcohol was strong and although there were still traces of ice on the bottle, it burned my throat as it went down.
I made a grimace when I was done and placed the bottle a bit roughly on the counter as I closed my eyes tight. What was wrong with me, suddenly? I was not going to lose my best friend anyway, right? She wouldn't replace me with Harry, would she? I groaned again and rubbed my face with both hands, trying to get rid of that annoying feeling inside me. I had to get over it, it's not like I didn't expect it anyway.
"Oh, here you are, I was looking for you."
I held my breath and blinked a few times to see clearly. Maya was standing a few feet away and when our eyes met, she smiled at me. I felt disappointed that it wasn't Liv but when she took a few steps closer, my gaze followed her.
"I don't know if you saw, but Olivia and Harry finally kissed." she pointed out, sending me a small smile. "I mean, it was about time, don't you think? They're so cute together..."
My eyes moved on her perfect face as I tried not to hear her words but I couldn't help it. I wanted her to stop talking about my best friend and my bandmate kissing. I wanted her to stop saying how much she thought they were meant to be, how good they looked together and how intense their kiss was. I held my breath and swallowed hard, doing the only thing I knew would shut her up.
Quickly and without a second thought, I bent down and pressed my lips against hers. It only took her half a second to relax and answer my kiss and I made it grow quickly, pushing her against the counter and pressing my body against hers. I couldn't think straight. All I tasted was the spicy flavor of the rum I had swallowed as the beatings of my heart were still going strong, images of Liv and Harry kissing filling my mind. I frowned and pushed the thought away as Maya's hands reached for my chest. I put mine on each side of her, maintaining myself against the counter, and tried to focus on the way she was moaning in my mouth. I felt anger and whatever else feelings inside me extenuate quickly and finally stopped kissing her, keeping my lips very close to hers as I panted low.
I was not going to lose Olivia, I knew it, it was impossible.
"It's impossible." I breathed out so low I barely heard myself.
"No, it's possible, Niall." she replied to me very low, taking me out of my thoughts. "I'm sure we can make this work."
My eyes opened suddenly and I backed away, realizing she had thought my words were about her or at least, directed at her. I kept my lips parted, feeling a bit guilty for bringing her into this, and finally licked them, sending her an embarrassed smile. How was I going to get out of this?
"Uhm, yea, I don't know, I need to think about it." I expressed awkwardly. "I'm sorry."
Without a glance back, I walked away and got back to the living room. I noticed Liv and Harry, sitting on the couch. He had his arm around her and her head was laying on his shoulder and I couldn't help but think she would be cuddling with me if they hadn't kissed. I tried to pretend I was fine for a while but after about an hour of torture where I plastered a fake smile on my face, I had enough. I got up, stretched and told everyone I was going to bed, making sure my eyes didn't meet Maya's. I had succeeded to ignore her since I rushed out of the kitchen but I knew I couldn't do this forever and I had a lot of thinking to do.
I walked to the room I shared with Liv, not really expecting to see her at all, now that she and Harry were most likely dating, but I tried to tell myself it was awesome that I'd get the whole bed just for me. I went to the bathroom for a quick shower but when I walked back in the room, I held my breath. The light was off and all I could see was someone laying over the covers on the bed. I secretly prayed it was not Maya and when I took a step closer, the lights coming from outside and shining through the window illuminated my best friend's face. My heart dropped in my chest immediately but I couldn't explain how happy it made me even If I tried not to show it too much.
"Look who's here." I just expressed with a chuckle, rubbing my towel on my wet hair before placing it in the laundry basket near the bathroom's door. "I thought you'd sleep in Harry's bed tonight."
"You left quickly, why?" she asked, ignoring my comment and sitting up in bed as I shrugged, sitting next to her and leaning against the headboard.
"I was not feeling social anymore." I lied, looking up at the ceiling.
I couldn't tell her I had left because I couldn't handle seeing her all cuddled with Harry. I couldn't admit to her that I decided to come this weekend just to spend time with her and rekindle our friendship. I couldn't tell her I was scared she was replacing me with someone else. I was so fucking scared to lose her. But I couldn't tell her.
"Did you drink?" she asked low but I knew she was frowning. "You smell like... rum?"
I chuckled, wondering how the hell she smelled that after I took a shower but I guess I hadn't brushed my teeth just yet when I really should have.
"Why? Are you jealous?" I asked with a smirk, turning my head to look at her.
"Not a big fan of rum, you know it, so no."
Our gazes met and my smirk turned into a fond smile. My eyes roamed on her face, trying to find out if something had changed but she looked like she always had, but slightly better, and I couldn't understand why. Was it because of Harry?
A good friend would ask her about the kiss she shared with Harry, I knew it, but the words were stuck in my throat and I swallowed hard, trying to get rid of the lump in my throat. I couldn't ask her about it. I couldn't let the horrible feeling that invaded me earlier get the best of me again.
"I guess I need to brush my teeth then, don't I?"
Her lips curled and she nodded quickly but I remained motionless and staring at her for a few more seconds before sighing and getting up. She followed me and I noticed she had grabbed her toothbrush too. We shared the toothpaste and looked at each other in the bathroom mirror as we brushed out teeth. The more we stared, the more we smiled, and when my mouth was full, I spit in the sink, noticing she did the same at the exact same time. We fought a bit for the glass but ended up sharing and going back to bed.
I wanted to ask her how it felt to clean her mouth off of Harry's taste but I didn't dare. The last thing I wanted was to fight with her and I didn't know what could come out of my mouth if we started talking about it.
"Those games were fucked up, weren't they?" I just asked with a chuckle after a few minutes of silence. "Watching Gemma kissing Max was surreal."
Olivia laughed and I turned my head to her again, noticing her whole body was turned my way. My lips curled more.
"So you've seen all your bandmates naked, haven't you?" she pointed out. "And you're still trying to make me believe that you guys didn't have masturbation sessions?"
At her words, I rolled my eyes and my lips parted. I knew she was joking but I was also aware that the thought that there was a tiny chance it happened excited her. I turned her way so my body was facing her and brought my hand to her, pressing my palm on her face and pushing on it gently.
"Shut up with that fantasy already!" I almost begged, making her laugh.
When I pulled my hand away, she blinked, a large smile still plastering her face.
"I can't help it, the thought is very hot." she laughed again. "Boys masturbating is... a.. an amazing sight."
"You saw me masturbate, isn't that enough for you?"
As soon as the words left my lips, I thought about that time where she caught me. I had stopped being embarrassed by it a long time ago but at this exact moment, after all that happened recently, the thought made my heart jump and I was glad the lights were off because I was pretty sure I was blushing. The thought that she saw all of me, even at a young age, was troubling for a reason I ignored. It has never been before, why now?
"No, I caught you, it's totally different."
Her eyes moved away from me and she got lost in her thought. I watched as she took her bottom lip between her teeth and nibbled on it gently. I thought about how she would probably see Harry masturbate soon enough and I held my breath. I really had to stop linking everything to Harry and their extremely possible relationship or I was gonna go insane.
"You know when I told everyone you didn't keep any secret from me?" I asked in a gentle tone, making her focus back on me. "I didn't mean anything by it. You don't have to tell me everything."
Her lips curled into a tender smile and her fingers gripped the bed slightly. I waited a few seconds and she finally let go of the sheets to bring her hand on my cheek. Her fingertips brushed on my skin and I frowned for half a second but she took it back right before it touched my lips. She didn't answer what I said but I was glad I had told her.
It was the second time in a week that someone mentioned to me that Liv was not my girlfriend and although it pissed me off, it also made me think a lot. Were we too close to each other? I didn't feel like it, but I couldn't ignore the fact that people thought I was overprotecting her. I wanted to think they simply had no idea about how much we loved and cared for each other but she was here, in bed with me, after kissing Harry, and I still was not sure why.
"When you were asked to talk about your most awkward kiss, I thought you were going to mention that moment we kissed when we were 15."
My eyebrows raised in surprise and my eyes met hers again as the memory appeared in my mind. I was a scrawny kid back then and I remember my friends had been teasing me about Olivia for months now. What was exactly between us? Why were we always together? Why was this friendship so intense? Kids are stupid and I was no exception. When the bottle had pointed at her, I could hear the teasing from my friends expend from me to her, and I knew she'd get the aftereffect. I remembered the way she had looked at me, I remembered the way my heart had tried to flee from my chest. I remembered how told her I was sorry before kissing her but never explained her why. I was pretty sure people had teased her too after our kiss but she never complained or even mentioned it. I couldn't forget that that specific kiss was the most powerful kiss I had shared with anyone, if only for the fact that I knew her so well I could anticipate almost all of her movements, from the way her head tilted to the taste she'd have. I shook my head to get rid of the thought.
"That was not an awkward kiss." I just answered, frowning with a chuckle. "Did you think it was awkward?"
Slowly, she shook her head from left to right and I smiled more.
"Why did you apologize, then?"
Her voice was low, like the question was upsetting her and somehow, I could understand why. Who says they're sorry before kissing you?
"I just.. I knew people would tease us after that." I explained with a sigh. "My friends were already teasing me about you I mean, you know how teenage boys can get? I said I was sorry that you'd probably be teased too."
The surprised expression on her face made me chuckle and she licked her lips before swallowing.
"Oh."
"I don't know why I thought it was obvious." I shrugged. "I'm sorry I said that, it was stupid."
As an answer, she smiled more at me an squirmed to get a bit closer. I could feel the warmth of her body and I pushed my head harder on the pillow to find a better position.
"Now, tell me. What was written on the card you picked?"
My lips curled into a mischievous smile and she raised her nose in a grimace, a groan escaping her lips. She knew I would never let go before I see the card and she rolled on her back, looking for something on the floor and brought her jeans up, searching in one of the back pockets before letting her pants fall back down and roll on the bed to face me again.
My eyes moved from her face to her hand then back to her and I grabbed the card she was handing me quickly, trying to read the words in the dark. It was not easy and I moved slightly to get some light from the window and my smile fell immediately.
"I thought about kissing you." she blatantly explained without expression, making me look up at her again. "But then I thought about that kiss and I didn't want you to apologize again. Plus, kissing you because of a game a second time seemed ridiculous."
I knew an other of the reasons was probably that she didn't want to hurt Harry and I could understand that. I played nervously with the card and waited a few seconds. I felt like there were many things I should say but for a reason I ignored, nothing wanted to come out. I had no idea how I would have reacted if she had kissed me instead of Harry when she came out of the bathroom and the thought made my heart skip a beat.
"Does that mean you love me more than Harry?"
I waited a few seconds and my lips curled. She raised her nose up and groaned, pushing lightly on my chest, making me laugh this time.
"Do you?"
"Why do you ask me that when you know the answer?"
"I just love hearing you say it." I admitted, laughing more. "Come on, say it."
She rolled her eyes as I waited and finally looked up at me, her smile turning into a loving one as mine fainted slightly. I pretended I was joking but the truth was, I needed to hear it, as juvenile and pathetic as it sounded. She was here instead to be with him, and she had thought about kissing me instead of him, and those were pretty good clues, but I wanted to hear her say it. I had never wanted to know that she loved me the most as much as I did at this exact moment.
"Niall James Horan, you are the person I love the most in the entire universe."
Her words warmed my heart but also my whole body. It was a real relief and I was not even sure why but I decided I didn't want to question it. I just let it invade me as I stared at her.
"You're the person I love the most, too."
I could swear her eyes fluttered but she just licked her lips nervously and I was not really sure what was happening between us in that moment. The room was still dark but my eyes were now used to it and I felt extremely comfortable, even more than usual. The fear I had felt earlier, after I saw her and Harry kiss, was not gone and it felt good, kind of like when a migraine leaves after you've been suffering for hours. I didn't know what to do, I had no idea how I was supposed to feel and I just passed my hand in my hair and turned on my back.
"it's time to sleep, are you tired?"
It took her a few seconds to answer and she turned around in bed too, squirming to get under the covers. I did the same and slipped one of my arms under my pillow.
"Yea."
I looked at her until she was laying comfortably and raised my eyebrows.
"Are we still allowed to cuddle or?"
I didn't want to finish my question and she just chuckled and turned around, her back now facing me. I frowned for half a second uuntil she backed up to let her back press against my chest. Instinctively, I wrapped my arm around her and pulled her closer with a smile.
"Goodnight, Niall." she whispered as I held my breath.
"Liv?"
"Mm?"
"I'm glad you're here with me."
----
I woke up quite early but decided to let Liv sleep. She looked peaceful and for some odd reason I didn't understand, I didn't feel like bothering her the way I normally do in the morning. I made sure I remained quiet while dressing up and closed the door gently behind myself before rushing downstairs. I was surprised I didn't have a headache but I was hungrier than I thought i'd be. I ended up in the kitchen, making eggs and toasts, until I saw Harry from the corner of my eyes. He remained near the door, leaning against the frame, and stared at me. I frowned, putting my food in my plate, and brought it to the table.
"Morning, you want some eggs?"
He didn't answer and after a few seconds, I looked back up to raise my eyebrows at him, expecting an answer. He had crossed his arms on his chest but was still intensely staring at me and it was starting to get uncomfortable.
"Okay?" I let out, turning around to pour myself a cup of coffee. "I made coffee, if you're interested."
"You know what you could do for me?"
I hated how he had just ignored everything I said and I frowned, watching him push himself back on his two feet and walk up to me. I didn't want to help him in any way, especially if it had anything to do with Liv, but I just shrugged at him and breathed in.
"You can always ask."
I looked up at him and noticed his eyes roaming on me. He seemed to hesitate and for half a second, I wondered if he knew I wasn't pleased with this situation. He was my friend, though, and I didn't want to hurt him or ruin things for him, so I tried to calm the hard thumping of my heart in my chest and put a smile on my face.
"I'd love to spend the day with Olivia. I mean, only me and her, no one else." he explained as I tried to restrain a grimace. "Could you, I don't know, bring everyone somewhere? Like, at the beach, maybe?"
I blinked a few times and swallowed the bitter remark I wanted to let out. This would also mean spending the day away from Liv and close to Maya. After what had happened the night before, I didn't really want to be near her because I didn't know what to tell her anymore. That kiss was a mistake but at the same time, If this time my best friend had with Harry was meant to last, I would need a new distraction. The word made me think about Heidi and I realized that although I was not dating her, we still had something going on. Yes, it was only sexual, but now that I had kissed Maya, I was feeling guilty. I just wasn't sure why and towards who. I had to talk to Maya, I knew it, I just wanted to postpone it for as long as I could. Why was I still having sex with Heidi anyway? I really needed to end whatever we had as soon as possible.
I tried to focus back on Harry's request and shook my eyes, closing my eyes tight.
"Uhm, yea, I guess."
The answer I wanted to give him as a plain and rude 'no' but I bit my tongue hard enough to silence myself and sent him a fake smile. I hated this and I couldn't tell anyone.
"Thanks Niall!" he let out happily, his lips curling more. "I owe you!"
He put his hand on my shoulder, bringing it to my hair before rubbing my head roughly a few times. I pushed him away and he laughed, running out of the kitchen as I stood there, motionless. My eyes found my plate and I rolled my eyes at my now cold eggs, grabbing a toast and taking a bite. I knew i'd have to get used to it but I didn't want to. I didn't want to witness their relationship, I didn't want this whole thing to become serious, and I didn't want them to spend the day together. Still, it was clearly better than seeing them act like a couple right in front of me and I tried to convince myself it was better this way as I walked back up the stairs to wake everyone up and tell them to get ready.
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