Well, here you go guys. I really appreciate that you guys are so patient with the updates and that you guys are actually interested enough to ask for more! Here is chapter 10, I Love you guys xoxox
Chapter 10
I bit my lip in concentration as I stared into the mirror that was held in my left hand. With a flick of my wrist I finished the tail of the “9” I had drawn on my cheek to support Niall and I glanced over at Julia, who was currently doing the same thing. She finished the “13” and looked over at me with a smile on her face, “You have the signs right?” I nodded and tilted my head to the side, “They’re in the trunk with the chairs and blankets.” She let out a sigh of relief, “Okay good. We spent way too much time on those to forget them!” I smiled and went back to looking at myself in the mirror. I looked over my hair, (that I had pulled back into a simple ponytail), my makeup, and the face paint. One cheek had Niall’s jersey number (9) and the other said, “Go Niall Go!” I swallowed nervously and Julia glanced over at me, leaning over so that Maura and Anne couldn’t hear us, “Are You going to tell him tonight?” I looked over at her with scared eyes, “Should I?” She chewed on her lip, thinking for minute, “It’s up to you Ayden, but you know how I feel about it.”
I looked down at my hands and wrung them together anxiously, thinking about what we were talking about. We were obviously talking about me and Niall, but what we were talking about was bigger than just a normal girly conversation. Of course, we had already talked about everything that Niall and I had done, (To which she had screamed loudly and taken me into a massive hug, proud that I was finally getting some for the first time), and what she and Harry had done, (Which was everything to be completely honest). But this was more important than that, this had to do with that 4 letter word that everyone, including myself, was downright terrified of.
Yes, I am in fact talking about the L word. Love. The word that every person in their right mind is scared of because of the meaning behind it. After last Friday night, with all the talking and feelings shared, there wasn’t a doubt in my mind anymore that I did in fact love him. True, we had only been together for a few weeks, but the weeks before that were also quite influential in this realization. I had discussed all this with Julia and to my surprise, she wasn’t even fazed by it, in fact, her exact words were: “Yeah? Well God, it’s about time!” She went on to say that she was sure that Niall felt the same way, and that this was completely expected on my part.
But back to the present, I was still looking down at my hands and Julia was now staring at me with pity, so she leaned over to me again, “Look Ayd. I know it’s scary to think about, since this is something completely new to you, but that boy is crazy about you, and you’re the first person in his life to matter like that. I still stand by what I said before, I’m sure he feels the same way, and the only way you’re going to find out is to say it. It’s not like he’s going to break up with you, he cares too much about you.” I looked up to meet her gaze, my nervousness still plastered across my face, but a smile tugged on my lips, “I think I’m going to do it.” She raised her eyebrows, “Really?” I took a deep breath and nodded my head, “Yep. After the game when we’re over at his house. He wants me to meet him there after the game.” She wagged her eyebrows, “You’re such a dirty girl now, I’ve taught you well young grasshopper.” I groan and hit her arm, getting a squeal from her and she called out, “Anne! She’s abusing me!” We stopped and looked up at our boyfriends mom’s in the front seats, who were both laughing. Anne glanced up in the rearview mirror, “You two be quiet back there! The only noise I want to hear back there is “Go Grizzlies!” It was our turn to laugh at Anne’s fake chastising and Julia spoke again, “Anne? How much longer?” Anne’s eyes were back on the road as she spoke, “It’s probably going to be another 30 or so minutes love. But we’ll be there soon!” Julia sighed and fell back against the seat dramatically, “Good God I hope this game is worth a 2 hour drive!” Anne and Maura chuckled again while Julia leaned over and whispered in my ear, “Well, put it this way, if it’s not worth it, he’s not getting any later.” I scrunched up my nose and pushed her face away from me, laughing, “Oh get out of here. I don’t want to hear about what goes on in your head!”
We pulled up to the already crowded field and ran down to the sidelines, carrying our chairs and signs while Maura and Anne followed close behind with the blankets and their chairs. We set up our little area just in time for the boys from the opposing team to run onto the field. We booed them along with the small crowd that had gathered from our town, but, considering that it was the middle of the day and we had to miss school and work in order to come, the crowd was pretty decent sized. We erupted with loud cheers as our boys ran onto the field and began their warm up, jogging the perimeter and stretching their muscles. Once they finished with the beginning, they all got a ball and started to practice their shots, now testing their goalie. Once Niall and Harry had shot the ball they were jogging back to the end of the line when Julia put her fingers between her lips and wolf whistled at them. They turned their heads to see us and we held up our signs nice and high so they could read them. Julia’s said, “Goal for Goal #13” and mine, of course, said, “Goal’s that way Horan!” And it had an arrow pointing to the left and the right, with a stick figure of me in the middle and a large red X across my body. As soon as he got close enough to see the whole thing he let out a loud guffaw and threw his head back. I blushed at his reaction and they stopped just before the white edge line, Harry shaking his head, “Coach won’t let us off the field, or else we could thank you properly for the signs ladies.” He winked at Julia and Niall just smirked at me as he shook his head. While Julia and Harry conversed, Niall and I began to talk. “Sooo, good drive?” I rolled my eyes, and nodded, “Wasn’t bad, gave us time to paint our faces and chat. Your mom and Anne kept us entertained with baby stories.” He face palmed and spoke, hand muffling his speech, “Of course they did.” He removed his hand, “At least now I have an excuse to ask your mom about your stories.” I opened my mouth to give him a witty comeback but instead, we heard their coach yelling at them, “Hey! Horan! Styles! Get over here now!” Niall waved at him, “One sec Coach!” Harry leaned forward and gave Julia a kiss while Niall motioned me forward with his finger so he could whisper in my ear, “Your sign is wrong love, my only goal tonight is you, on my bed, screaming my name..” My breathing hitched and I could almost hear the smirk on his face as he pecked my cheek before running over to the other boys.
After almost 2 hours of play, including an overtime period, our team ended up winning by one point in a harsh and very long game. I could have sworn that Niall wouldn’t make it through the game, he spent almost 50% of the game on his knees, getting up constantly after being intentionally tripped by the other team, hoping to do him a minor injury to get him out of the game. In the end, Niall, Harry and one of the new boys from our team had scored, the young boy scoring on a penalty kick and winning us the game. I have never seen Niall and Harry look so happy. After Lucas (the newbie) scored, Niall and Harry had broken out of their lineup behind him and tackled him to the ground in a hug, almost dry humping him on the ground as the whole team dog piled the 3 of them.
The supporters for the opposing team slowly left, not wanting to hang around for the celebration as our boys exited the changing rooms. The 4 of us stood together in the small crowd and waited for the team to come out, and when they did, the cheers were deafening. Handshakes and shoulder pats were exchanged as they made their way to their families, “Excellent Game” and “Nice Work” were thrown around like no tomorrow. Finally I caught sight of two messy mops of brown and blonde hair as Harry and Niall came towards us. Harry ran through the crowd and picked up his mom in a tight hug, spinning her in a circle. Niall got to his mom and gave her a bear hug, kissing her on the forehead before she grabbed his cheeks and smiled up at him, the proudness in her gaze was heart-warming and downright beautiful. Finally the boys finished with their mothers and turned to face us, rushing us and engulfing us in hugs. Harry and Julia were hugging tightly and he had his lips attached to her forehead as they swayed back and forth, while Niall took a bit of a more, ahem, DIRECT approach. He picked me up by my underarms and lifted me, removing one hand and gently grabbing my bum, encouraging me to wrap my legs around his waist. I did so and he wrapped his arms around my back, hugging me as tight as he possibly could. He kissed my neck and just kept his head there, breathing in my scent and savouring the moment.
Our moment was broken by a cough behind us and I drew back a bit to see Harry and Julia staring at us with funny looks while the parents walked over to the car. Julia shook her head with a smirk on her face, knowing my secret while Harry rolled his eyes, “Oi, sex monkeys. Time to break it up, the bus for us is leaving soon and so is our mom’s car. You two can make your sweet, sweet love when you get home alright?”
Niall gave my ass a squeeze with both hands as he set me down, still holding me against him, “Aw come on Haz, don’t try to tell me you don’t want to go down on your girl right here on this field. We both know you’re definitely getting some tonight.” Harry shook his head, smiling, “True as that is,” He reached around Julia’s waist and pulled her against him as she laughed, “We DO have to get going. I know you’re only a minute man but you’ll have time for that at home alright?” Niall roared with laughter and shook his head, “You little fucker. I’ll get you for that on the bus. We can walk them to the car, that bus isn’t leaving without us, we both know that.” They both laughed and tucked us under their arms, walking us to the car.
Harry hugged Julia and his mom and waited for Niall as he leaned down and whispered in my ear, “I’m looking forward to seeing you writhing on my bed tonight babe, do me a favour and try not to touch yourself on the way home while you think about my tongue flicking over your clit and my fingers going in and out of you ridiculously fast because of how wet you’re going to me alright?” My mouth was open and distress was all over my face as he backed away slowly, smirking as he kissed my forehead, “Have a good trip love.” Without even so much as a second glance at me he kissed his moms cheek and walked over to Harry, punching his shoulder and running to the bus.
I just stood there looking after him with my mouth open until Julia came and shoved my shoulder, “What was that Ayd?” I couldn’t even speak, I was so turned on, so I just shook my head at her and she giggled, knowing exactly what had happened.
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Almost 3 hours later I was sitting on Niall’s bed waiting for him. We had stopped for dinner on the way home and still managed to beat the boys. Of course, because my boyfriend was a little shit, he had texted me dirty things the entire way home, while Julia laughed at my discomfort and told Harry exactly what I did with every text message. By the time Anne had dropped us off at the Horan’s, I could feel the wetness between my legs and how turned on I was. Walking up the stairs was torture because every movement just made me want to run to his bed and get myself off. But, I knew it would be better if I just waited for him, so I resisted.
It was almost 6:30 before I heard the front door close and Niall toss his bag down on the ground. I heard him walk to the kitchen and open the fridge, grabbing a drink and opening it. I heard him having a quick conversation with his mom, who was sitting in the living room watching a home and garden show. After about 5 more minutes of his obviously intentional slowness, I heard him ask his mom if I was upstairs, and he finally began to ascend the stairs. I swear that little shit took every step as slow as he could and by now I was honestly squirming in discomfort. I heard him stop outside the door and I had finally had enough, “Niall James Horan if you don’t get your skinny little ass in this room right now I am going to lock myself in the bathroom and you don’t get your prize after all!” I heard a low chuckle and he finally opened the door, stepping inside and running a hand through the mess of hair on top of his head. He smiled at me as the door clicked shut and I just shook my head at him, eyes wide and mouth slightly open. He smiled and pulled his shirt over his head, taking the steps required to get to his bed and pushing me against the pillows.
His eyes roamed over me hungrily and he licked his lips, “You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting to do this..” My breathing had already picked up and I locked eyes with him, “I have a pretty good idea, but honestly Niall, if you don’t take care of this I swear I’m gonna snap your dick in half next time I have you naked alright?” He laughed and finally pressed his lips against mine, “You’re so feisty,” He mumbled before starting to kiss down my neck, “I love it.” My breathing hitched at the word love and my body tensed a little, remembering what I was planning on saying to him. He kissed up to my ear and I whimpered, “Ni, Can we tal-“ He cut me off by biting down gently on my earlobe and sucking on it, “We can talk after. Let me take care of you first okay?” I nodded and relaxed as he reached down to the hem of my shirt, pushing my shirt up to my breasts and squeezing them. I closed my eyes and let out a satisfied breath. He sat up so he was straddling my hips and leaned over to his bedside stand, grabbing a remote and hitting play. Music rolled from the stereo and he looked down at me again, “Can’t have mom coming up to check on us when I make you scream.” I blushed and he smirked as his hands reached down and pulled my shirt over my head, keeping eye contact with me the whole time. He looked down then back to me, raising his eyebrows to question me and I nodded, knowing what he wanted. I lifted my back slightly and he reached behind me, unclasping my bra and pulling it down my arms. I swallowed and he licked his lips, reaching for them and running his thumbs over my already hard nipples. He smirked as he leaned down, kissing down my sternum, “If your nipples are already hard, I can’t wait to see your panties..” I let out a tiny moan, and he ran his tongue in a circle around my bud, not touching it, just teasing it. He repeated the same action to my other breast and whimpers began to pour out of my mouth as my desperation increased. I raised my hand and intertwined it with his hair, tugging gently, “Please Ni, I need you so bad I can’t even stand it…” He brought his hands underneath him and ran them over my naked abdomen, turning me on almost to the point of bursting. He looked up at me, seeing that I was now biting my lip so hard that it was definitely going to be tender in the morning in order to keep myself under control. He locked eyes with me and finally enveloped my nipple into his warm mouth.
I swear the moan I let out wasn’t even human, but I was so damn happy that he finally did something that I almost came right there. He smirked and sucked on it, still running his hands over my stomach and giving me the most pleasurable feelings I had ever experienced. He bit down slightly and nibbled gently, making more pleasure sounds flood from my mouth. He switched to my left and began to massage the other one. I was a shaking mess by the time he finally reached down and undid the button on my jeans. I lifted my hips for him and he pulled them down my legs slowly, still teasing me. I groaned at his pace and rubbed my thighs together, attempting to get some friction and also trying to hide the very obvious wet spot right in the centre. He threw the jeans to the ground and ran his hands up my calves, stopping at my knees and prying them open.
I heard his breath catch in his throat and a low growl erupted from his lips as he rubbed circles on my knees. He looked up at my flushed face and swallowed hard, “You are so wet..” Our eyes stayed locked on each other and he rushed forward, pressing his lips against mine and kissing me hard. His tongue pushed through my lips and we kissed hungrily for a few moments before I realized his hand was creeping up my thigh. Before I even knew it, his fingers were grazing over my underwear and I let out a whine. He smiled and moved further up, running his fingers up the centre of the fabric until he tapped my clit. My breath caught and I closed my eyes as he began to rub me through my panties. My head rolled to the side and my breathing quickened as he rubbed even harder. My hand found his and he tangled our fingers together and leaned down to bite and suck on my neck, giving me a love bite.
After a few more minutes of the torture he was giving me, he finally sat up, looking me in the eye, “You ready baby?” I nodded my head, now getting nervous about having him down there. He smiled that gorgeous smile that I was head over heels for and hooked his thumbs into the waistband of my underwear, pulling them down to my ankles and off. I almost closed my legs, but decided against it at the last minute, knowing that he would probably continue with the teasing if I did. His eyes connected with my dripping sex and he licked his lips, “Fuck baby. You are literally dripping for me.” I blushed even more and he spread my legs even further apart, positioning himself so he was laying between my legs and he was inches from me. I could feel his warm breath washing over me and I was getting more and more desperate with each minute. He ran his large hands up and down my quivering thighs soothingly, “Ready?” I nodded my head, “Please…” He nodded and ran his finger over my hip, making me shiver, “Same rules as before, just tell me if you get uncomfortable yeah?” I let my head fall back and I closed my eyes, “You’re killing me…” I heard him chuckle and mutter something to himself before his hands started moving up my thighs again, this time going higher. Finally I felt his left hand dip down and run over my outer folds, still teasing me and making me squirm. I suddenly felt a stream of cold air being blown against me and I opened my mouth to moan, but was cut off when his fingers spread my lips apart and he took a long lick from my entrance to clit. I couldn’t make a sound, my brain was too shocked by the amazing feeling to even be able to form words. He spread his index and middle finger further apart, opening me up even more before him, and he did it again, this time flicking his tongue against me and groaning into me. My lower body spasmed underneath him and he reached up to hold my hips down. He started to trace his tongue over my folds before going to lick my clit again. He ran his tongue around it, finding the spots that made me jump and just when I thought it couldn’t get any better, he placed his lips around it and started sucking on it. My hands bunched in the sheets and my back arched up as a scream tore though my throat. He flicked his tongue over it again as his thumbs rubbed my hips, trying to soothe me as I started to shake underneath him.
His tongue started to move downwards towards my entrance, making sure none of me went untouched as he licked up the wetness. His tongue found my entrance and he began to circle it, causing me to moan again and he reached up his hand to mine, intertwining our fingers so I had something to hold onto. He pushed the muscle inside me and started to move it, stoking me in all the right places as my body began to squirm even more. Moans and whimpers poured out of my mouth without any sort of control as he removed his tongue and replaced it with a finger, making me finally say his name quietly, “Oh Niall…” His eyes shot up and locked with mine as he swallowed, “Say it again.” His voice was low and husky, the epitome of sexy and it turned me on even more, if that was possible. I whispered it again, “Niall..” His eyes darkened and I felt a stretching feeling at my entrance as he added a second finger. I closed my eyes and whimpered at the uncomfortable sensation as he placed gentle kisses along my pubic bone, “Shh. It’s okay, it will feel better in a second.” I nodded my head and my mouth fell open again as he resumed the attention on my clit, this time keeping a pace and focusing all his attention on it. I didn’t even realize that his fingers had started to move until a rush of pleasure shot through my entire body. I moaned loudly and I felt him smile against me as he started to speed up his pace with both his tongue and fingers. I squeezed the hand he had given me to hold and my muscles started to tense up, signalling that I was getting close. My breathing was erratic and his fingers continued to stoke my g-spot, sending shockwaves through my limbs and making my toes curl.
I felt the warmth forming in the base of my stomach and I squeezed his hand again, “I’m so close.” He nodded and hummed, sending vibrations through me and surprising me, “Oh fuck Niall.” He gave my hand a squeeze and began to suck on my clit again, making me scream just like before. His fingers slid in and out of me furiously and that, coupled with the attention on my clit, finally sent me over the edge. I felt it beginning to happen and all I could get out was, “Ni, Ni, Ni I’m gon-“ My jaw fell slack and my hips bucked up against my will as my thighs closed around his head. I knew I was making a lot of noise but somehow I don’t think he minded. He ate me out through my orgasm, making my legs shake even harder than they were before until the sensation became unpleasant, “Ah, Niall stop please. It’s too much.” He drew back, placing one final kiss on my clit before crawling up beside my naked, trembling body and hugging me against him. I started to calm my breathing down as I curled against his warm chest, listening to his pounding heart. He leaned down and kissed my forehead, “Did you enjoy that?” I smiled into his chest, “I don’t know, do you think I enjoyed that?” A smirk stretched across his face and he ran his fingers down my spine, “Well, judging by how loud you were screaming my name at the end and the fact that you almost broke my hand, I think you enjoyed it quite a lot actually.” I giggled into his chest before speaking quietly, “Well, you would be right then. That was incredible.” He tipped my chin up and gave me a quick peck on the lips, “I’m glad I can make that happen.” He paused, “Oh, and by the way, your O face? Probably the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.” I blush and look down at my hands, while he chuckles again and starts to get up. My eyes widen in alarm and my smile falls as he walks away, only to relax when I see him pull out a shirt for me. He shakes his head at me and tosses it into my hands, “I hate myself for making you put on clothes, but it’s too cold for you to be naked.” I smiled and slipped it over my head, inhaling his scent and letting it calm me down. He walked into his bathroom for a minute and I took the opportunity to figure out how I was going to tell him. I spoke the sentences quietly to myself, trying to find the right one to use, “I love you.”, “Niall I love you.” I did this for couple minutes before I heard the door open and his voice, “What are you going on about babe?” I looked up in surprise to see him wandering out of the bathroom in just his boxers, heading to the stereo to turn it off. I swallowed the lump that had formed in my throat, “Um, can we talk about something?” He turned around with a confused face, “Uh, yeah I guess. Is something wrong?” I kept my eyes locked on my hands, “No nothing. I just wanted to tell you something.” He walked over to the bed slowly and sat down, obviously wary of what I was going to say. I heard him open his mouth to talk, but I cut him off by saying the words in a rushed jumble, “IthinkiloveyouNiall.” I looked up at him nervously and he just looked at me even more confused, “You wanna say that again? I didn’t catch that.” I sighed and looked at the wall that was behind his head as I said it slower, “I think I love you Niall…”
I heard his breathing stop, most likely out of shock since he had probably never heard those words in his life, and after a few moments of awkward silence he finally spoke, “Ayden. I think you should leave.” My eyes flitted to his from the wall as I processed what he said, “Leave?” The word was barely a sound as it fell from my lips, but he still heard it, and I knew he meant it as soon as I saw his eyes. The bright blue, loving, fun look that he usually had was gone and had been replaced by a hard glare that I hadn’t seen in almost 2 months. He turned away from me and stood, picking up my things from the ground and putting them on the bed, “Yes. I’m going to go shower and by the time I’m out I want you gone. Okay?” I looked down at the pile by my feet and I nodded my head once before I heard the bathroom door slam. My lip started to shake and my vision got blurry as his words finally hit me. He wanted me gone. He didn’t want me around. He didn’t want me to love him. He didn’t love me. I pushed myself to the edge of the bed and looked down at myself, suddenly feeling filthy and gross from his touches and his T-shirt. I ripped it up and over my head as my first sob rolled out of me, and quickly dressed myself to avoid making more sound than was needed. I grabbed my phone from the bedside stand and tugged on my coat, running out of the room and down the stairs. I pushed my feet into my shoes and pulled the door open, closing it loudly behind me as I ran out to my car, constant streams of tears now running down my cheeks as I found myself unable to hold in my emotions anymore.