Punk Direction (Niall Horan love story)

The next day I woke up, in my underwear in an already known bed. A warm hand was surrounding my waist and I smiled, knowing wich hand it was. I tried to sit, but I immediately groaned in pain. I didn’t remember anything since Niall gave me the third drink I have ever drank. My head was hurting a lot, but I knew I could control it if I wanted. Skyes woman are like that, they are strong, and I’m not going to ruin that because of a headache. Damn. I only rolled so I could be turned to him and smiled when I saw he was smiling in his sleep.
“Johanna!” He whispered, his voice was low and raspy and extremely sensual
Then he started to move his hips. I widened my eyes. Oh shoot. I stood there, as I saw him moving against the mattress, his hand, was around my back, his palm pressed in the mattress, playing strength so he could move more.
“Oh baby!” I blushed heavily and bit my lip, trying not to laugh “Fuck, fuck!” He whispered.
All I could do was stand there and watch him move against the mattress. Wow! Seeing him like this might be the hottest thing I might have ever seen. He was only in his boxers, his pale chest seeable, his toned legs too… And I could see the muscles, moving, retracting. Suddenly I wanted to be under him, to let his dream come true! But what the hell was I thinking?!
“Niall!” I called, leaning to him.
I could see his erection now and damn… I started to caress his cheek, trying to wake him up slowly because they say you shouldn’t wake up people when they’re dreaming. He didn’t stop, he just kept going, pressing himself against the mattress.
“Princess!” He whispered “Oh fuck, you feel so good!” He said, like he was completely tired
“Wake up sleepy head!” I said, caressing his hairs. He blinked repeatedly and I smiled “Let me guess, intense dream hu?” I asked and I can swear I saw him blushing
“Hum… yeah!” I smiled and kissed his lips “I just need you so desperately and I’m scared you’re scared of me and I don’t want to rush you but I’m needy and I’m horny all the time and then you made me that proposition yesterday and I had to refuse and…” I frowned, cutting him off
“What proposition?” I asked
“See? This is why I didn’t do it!” I said “You wouldn’t remember!” He shook his head negatively and let himself fall in the pillow, covering his eyes form the light, groaning in pain. I guess he drank more that I did… But I don’t feel like I’m going to be awful because of the hangover
“What proposition Niall?” I asked
“You wanted me to touch you!” He said, taking the hand from his eyes and looking in mine, slightly desperate “Y-You grabbed my hand and put it… there…” he signaled to my libido “…and I… for fucks sake…” He ran a hand through his hairs, frustrated
“I put your hand… here?” I choked, looking down at my black panties
“Hu-Hum!” he nodded in response, his eyes sparkling “But I said no! I didn’t want to do it for you to forget it in the morning. I might have been drunk, but I still had the things you wanted higher than my own. I knew I wanted to do it, but I wanted, more than anything, you to remember it!” He said “Seeing you like that… Fuck, it turned me on! But I don’t want you drunk, ever again! I want you like this…” He said, turning my back at him and wrapping a hand around me, cuddling me… I smiled

Niall’s P.O.V:
I closed my eyes, resting my head in her shoulder. She smelled so heavenly, damn, she was my angel of course she smelled heavenly. Mint mixed with chocolate somehow, maybe a perfume or something, I don’t believe someone smells this great without any help.
Fuck, she was so hot, so cute and so sweet all at the same time. My girl is a freak, but I love her so deeply. Fuck, I don’t even imagine myself without her. I have the notion that this isn’t healthy, being so addicted to someone is completely nuts and not the least bit healthy. This is an obsession, I’m obsessed with her and I don’t even want to imagine my life without her. Every night I’m afraid she’ll figure out how shitty I am and she’ll leave me and I’ll be broken… Again. I was broken once, I don’t need to be again. She solved the puzzle that was my heart, I can’t let the glue dissolve, I can’t let her go away! I need her, always.
I remember how close I was to tell her yes yesterday. I didn’t because I wanted her to remember, and when I eventually did it, I wanted her to remember the feeling, I wanted her to remember how it feels to be loved. I couldn’t do that to her, I could be drunk, but even the drunken me is faithful to her with all the bones in my body. What she was asking me to do… She didn’t really want that. She was drunk. I don’t actually care if I never get to touch her again, knowing I was the first one to make her come makes me so happy… Knowing I was the first one who she loved deeply, who she cared about… I never felt this type of love in my life.
Nobody really called my attention. It was just fucks and goodbyes in the end. No girl has ever got me hooked like this one does. I kissed her neck, and noticing she had goosebumps all over her body, I smiled. She held my hand that was over her rib zone and slowly made the way down till my hand got to her panties. No! Just no! I pulled my hand away and got up from the bed.
“No Johanna! No!” I said, running my hands through my hair.
“Niall!” She held her body in her forearms, looking at me
“No, please don’t ask me to do that!” I begged, walking behind, my back hitting the bedroom door.
“Niall!” She called from the bed
“Johanna…” I whispered, already feeling my erection growing inside my black boxers
“Please!” She begged
“Oh God…” I said, leaning my head against the door, hitting it repeatedly with my nape.
She wasn’t drunk right? She was sure of what she wanted! Right? The alcohol effect passed and she must be with a huge headache, but still, she wanted me to touch her. Oh fuck.
“Niall!” She called, slowly, wanting me.
“Oh fuck!” I pushed myself from the door, jumping on the bed and pushing her body against mine, sliding my hand behind her back. My hands were in her back, rubbing her skin with my thumb “I want you so badly!” I said when I separated our lips for a second.
I wanted to feel all her perfect curves, all of her. I wanted to kiss her heart shaped fucking birthmark. She probably doesn’t even know it because I know she doesn’t spend much time looking at herself, but she has the cutest birthmark ever over her right ribs. It a perfectly shaped heart. I let go of her lips and kissed it, right under her black bra. She shivered and I smiled, letting my weight rest over her.
“Are you sure?” I asked, looking into her eyes and she nodded “Because I can wait! I want to wait, for you!” I explained
“But… I want you!” She said and I pressed myself in her, making her feel my erection.
Her whole body trembled and I smiled, kissing her lips slowly. She grabbed my hand, sliding it along her belly, swallowing. She stopped when my thumb touched the band of her panties. She looked over at me. He legs were closed under me, she was tense.
“Babe, look, you’re tensed up and you might not want to do this and I don’t want to force you and…” She cut me off by kissing me, grabbing my hand and pushing it under her underwear.
I pulled back from her, closing my eyes. Fuck! She was so warm and my hand was so cold I bet I sent a thermic shock through all her body. From the first time I saw her, I imagined doing this to her, I imagined me burying myself in her, repeatedly. Since I saw her the first time, I knew she was born to be mine, she was my property. I just collected what was mine!
I felt her tremble, meaning I really sent a shock through her body. I smiled, hiding my head in her neck. Oh princess, I love you so much! I took a deep breath. I could just move my hand, but I wanted to see her. I stopped cupping her and slid my hands to her hips. I grabbed the sides of her panties and pulled them down… slowly. She was so beautiful.
“Don’t stare at me please!” She asked.
I looked up, seeing she was notably shy and blushing. Her eyes were closed and her right cheek pressed in the pillow. She was always so cute when she was shy. I threw her panties to the other side of the room and grabbed her maculate legs. She had a bruise in her right leg, probably from falling when she was younger, and she still had an almost unnoticeable mark on her knees. I pulled her legs down, making her head be at the same height as mine.
I wanted to look in her eyes as I did what I was about to do. I wanted to see the pleasure in her eyes as she was touched for the very first time. She smiled at me, sweetly, her eyes sparkling. I don’t understand how she can see the great things in me! I’m a monster and she’s so pure that I don’t think I deserve her.
And being so pure is a part of why I don’t want to do this. I feel like I’m taking her pureness, her individuality away. She’s so special. She’s like a red rose in a sea of white ones. She’s special, she’s amazing… She’s my girl and I love her.
I leaned down and kissed her nose. She opened a wide smile and I smiled back, a bit more shyly. I was about to touch my girl for the very first time. I put one hand in each side of her head, kissing her lips and slowly trailing to her jaw. She moved under me and I smiled, my eyes closed. I kissed up her jaw, till I reached the spot next to her ear. I kissed behind it, making her moan. I almost felt like those emoticons that have an S for a mouth. The sound I made was completely weird and needy. The feeling I get when she’s moaning in my ear makes me go mental.
Her hands surrounded my neck, eyes closed, waiting for my next movement. I kissed her chest, slowly trailing to the left side to kiss her clavicle. They were so prominent now. She needs to eat more. Damn, I’m gonna cook for her when I finish this especial moment with her.
I kissed to the right, till I got to her clavicle again. She smelled so great that I couldn’t stop myself from smelling her. This is the scent I’m addicted to. If I could create a perfume from her smell, I would and I wouldn’t care how much it costs.
With my nose buried in her neck, I put my hand over her stomach, my fingers pointing south. She pulled all the air she could inside, closing her eyes. She was giving herself completely to me, she was submissive, she wanted me. I started playing with her clit in my fingers, the thing I had done to so many other girls. But they weren’t virgins, and this virgin right here… She’s my life, my world… My every breath.
I didn’t do it roughly, I did it slowly, tenderly, making love to her with my fingers. I knew she couldn’t take it roughly neither, she is so fragile. I feel like the rudest movement I make would break her into million pieces. There was something incredibly fascinating about being someone’s first. First kiss, first hand job, first time she’s being touched… It’s fascinating. I never wanted to do it with anybody because, first of all, I never found a virgin, and second of all I never thought they would want to remember a first time with me. I mean, look at me. I’m a complete wreck and still this gorgeous girl is in love with me. I feel like I’m gonna wake up any moment now.
She moaned in my ear, making her head fall against the pillow and her neck completely exposed to me. I kissed the protuberant veins, wich only made her groan louder. She tightened her hands around my neck, her head still resting in the pillow.
I cupped her and she stopped. Everything in her froze. I felt like even her heart stopped. Her eyes were wide open, looking at me with expectation and I smiled widely. I took my hand from her and took two fingers to my mouth, sucking them and licking them before I pulled them off. She watched mindfully my every movement and when I pulled the fingers off, completely wet, she swallowed. Her eyes sparkling in expectation.
I smiled again, kissing her lips. My thumb provoked her entrance, and I smiled wider when I saw her closing her eyes again.
“I’m gonna make you feel so good babe!” I said against her neck
“Please… B-Be gentle!” She begged
“When you ask… always!” I said and slowly, pushed one finger inside her.
I closed my eyes when she groaned. I was aware that it might make her a bit uncomfortable, but if I was going to eventually have her turning herself to me completely, I need to get her the least bit ready.
I made circles with my finger, circling inside of her. Oh God, She’s so tight, so warm, so perfect for me. I can feel this is bothering her, and I don’t like it when I’m bothering her.
“Tell me if I’m hurting you Johanna, I don’t want to!” She opened her eyes and looked straightly in mine
“I need to do this anyway!” She said, giving me a closed and small smile
I nodded and pushed my finger more inside her. She closed her eyes and pushed her head against the pillow under her. A nuisance groan left her mouth and I closed my eyes. This is actually making me feel bad, horrible. I never thought that another person’s hurt could hurt me. I guess I was wrong. But I needed to do what she asked me. She was relying on me to satisfy her and that’s what I am going to do.
I moved the finger in and out of her and her hands tightened the sheets under the both of us. I could see the fine lines in her eyes, showing that she was closing her eyes hard, with no intention of opening them. I kept a low rhythm, not wanting to be hard with her.
Johanna reached my shoulders and her hands tightened them. Taking that as a request, I moved my fingers faster inside of her and she moaned. She hugged my shoulders and I took my fingers from her. I grabbed her thighs and put them around me. She was now sat.
“Niall…” I love the way she says my name, the way her lips tie in the name…
“Johanna!” I said, kissing her closed eyelids.
She opened her eyes and I slowly put my finger inside of her again, moving it with the same pace I did before. She hugged my shoulders tight again and I crossed my legs under her. I started telling her what I wanted to do with her, which made her swallow and me smile. When I felt her walls tightening, I took my finger from her. I heard a frustrated sound coming from her mouth and I smiled when I saw her face. She was blushed, a perfect rosy tone in her cheeks. And she couldn’t believe the sound of frustration she made. She was needy.
I took the finger to my mouth right in front of her and closed my eyes. She was the sweetest thing I have ever tasted in my life. A taste I had never had the pleasure of trying before, hers. I made my tong swirl around my finger, enjoying every tiny bit of her flavor. When I opened my eyes, her mouth was opened. I smiled and kissed her, deepening the kiss immediately. I knew she could taste herself in my mouth. Suddenly, the wish of tasting her even more came and I pulled back from the kiss.
“Lay on your back again!” I told her and she nodded.
I knew she was shy, and I loved that she trusted me enough to touch her when she was like that. The minute her head rested in the pillow, her lose hairs spread in the mattress and her breasts looked even rounder. I bit my lower lip to keep a moan from coming out. I love this girl right here.
“Niall… what are you going to…?” I cut her off
“Put your hands next to your body!” I told her “Palms down!” She swallowed and did it.
I made her bent her knees and support her feet in the mattress. I took her hands in mine and lowered myself till I was between her legs. I could tell she widened her eyes. I would kill to know what was happening inside her head now. I know what’s in mine… I want her like the waves want the sand. Even if she pushes me away.
Niall’s P.O.V Off

His hairs ticklish my thighs. I could only see a bunch of blond hairs between my thighs. His thumb was making circles in my hand while I felt his breath down there. I had no idea why he was waiting, I just knew I wanted him to do it.
When he bit my thigh, I fought the urge of crossing my legs with the sudden cold I felt in my stomach. I was embarrassed of myself. The slightest touch of his skin against mine was enough to make me shiver or even moan. I admit it was being unpleasant with the fingers and all in the beginning, but I when I was finally close to find my liberation, he stopped. I admit it’s frustrating. I never imagined it was.
Niall made a trail of kissed up my thigh and when I felt his breath. I shivered and closed my eyes with an unnecessary strength. I bit my lip when his tongue licked my center. I felt the muscles of my legs getting hard as rock and my legs closed immediately, tightening against Niall’s head.
A sudden laugh filled the air and I relaxed immediately, letting all the air in my lungs be expelled. I wanted this, I wanted him. He looked up at me and raised an eyebrow. He kissed my left thigh and, with his hands, he separated my knees. He applied strength when I threatened to close my legs again when he kept his actions.
Now that our hands weren’t connected anymore, I had no idea where to put them. What do I normally do with them? They just seem dead and I feel like I lost the ability to move them, to control the movements. Niall was in charge.
I grabbed a handful of his dirty-blond hairs and dove my small nails in my palm, trying to repress my moans. If I let them out, I knew I was going to make a fool out of myself. But controlling myself became even harder when his tongue made an in and out movement inside of me. I pulled his hairs and I could feel Niall’s moan in me.
His hands were pressed in my thighs now, making even more strength than he was before. When he repeated the movement I couldn’t stop a moan from coming out of my mouth, a loud one, where all of the air in my lungs came out. Niall gave me a lingering moan as a response and kept his movements. But they were slow… and how hard it might be to admit it, I wanted him to go faster.
But he didn’t. Instead, one of his hands rested over my belly and his thumb started playing with my clit. I gasped immediately and pushed my head to the side, my cheek pressed to the pillow. I grabbed the sheets with an impressive strength and, without noticing it, I started pushing Niall’s head more to me.
His hand in my thigh wasn’t necessary anymore. He knew I was completely submissive and too impressed because of the sudden wave of pleasure, to even let my body protest about the new feeling. Plus, which woman would complain about this if it’s her own choice, like it was mine?
Noticing his hand wasn’t necessary, Niall grabbed mine that was holding the sheets and made me turn the palm down. Then, he held my hand and made circles with his thumb and, at the same time, he did the same with the other one in my clit. It wasn’t long till a wave of pleasure invaded my body and left me trebling.
I pressed my eyelids even more against each other, trying to contain the trembling. I soon understood I couldn’t. Niall’s head rested over my belly and he let out a sigh. I smiled weakly, feeling tired somehow and my hands played with his hairs.
“I don’t like doing this!” He said and I frowned
“W-Why?” I asked, not knowing if I wanted to know the answer or not
“I feel like I’m taking your innocence away!” He said “I think I told you that before!”
“Look!” I said, holding my body in my elbows so I could look better at him and forcing him to take his head off of my body. I admit it was a bit hard to hold myself when the only thing I wanted was to lay in bed and enjoy the smaller waves of pleasure that now invaded my body “My innocence has to go away someday! Do you want me to search for another guy to take it away?” I asked and he made a pout “Though so!” I laid back again
Niall smiled and laid over me, making my breasts press against his chest. He crossed his arms over my chest and looked straightly to y face, like he was trying to absorb all the details he could. I immediately blushed, closed my eyes and turned my head to the right. He pressed his lips in my cheek and I opened my eyes.
“You’re cheeks are red!” He said, his thumb caressing my right one
“You were staring at me, what did you expect?” I asked
“No, you get like this when you have an orgasm!” He stated and I blushed even more “It’s kind of adorable!” I smiled widely and buried my head in the curve of his neck
“I’m glad I met you!” I said low pitched
“I’m glad I met you too!” He said and I looked up, one eyebrow raised and a smile in my lips
“Really? Are you, Niall James Horan, saying that you’re glad I took you out of the womanizers’ life?” I asked and he laughed, showing all his perfect teeth. Now that I know they had to be fixed, I like them even more.
“Yes, I am!” He said
“Really?” I smiled
“Yes!” He kissed my scapula and rolled to the side “You should take a bath love, it’s still early in the morning!” He said, looking at the time in his phone
“I will!” I said and pushed my legs out of the bed, pulling the shoulder with me, covering my body. Niall laughed
“Seriously? I just saw you naked, do you think it’s embarrassing if I see you again?” He asked and I blushed
“I just… I don’t know!” I said and got up to the sound of his laugh
Once I did, I felt like I needed to support all of my body weight in only one of my feet, but I couldn’t do it in time before I fell, my bum flat on the ground. Niall jumped out of bed and ran to help me.
“Outch!” I said when he laid me over the bed, sat
“What happened?” He asked
“My left foot. It hurting!” I said, frowning
“Let me see!” He pushed the sheet that was now covering my feet away and gasped.
I couldn’t see what was happening. My eyes were closed, like they always are when I’m being examined. I always expect something bad to happen to me, especially today when I can’t remember what I did yesterday, but now Niall gasped so I know it must be something awful. I opened only one eye and saw Niall examining his own foot, but the right one. He was frowning and I laughed
“Niall, I asked you to examine my foot, not yours!”
“Johanna…” He turned to me, his face was drained out of blood. I widened my eyes
“W-What is it?” I asked
Niall moved to sit behind me and opened his legs so I was between them, sat. He made my right leg move so the heel was touching the inside of my left thigh and made his right foot touch mine. I frowned, looking at him, not knowing what he was doing. His face was still as pale as a paper, which was making me worried
“Look!” He said, his eyes fixed on out feet. When I moved my eyes to the place he was looking at, I noticed I had acquired something.
I had a tattoo!
I had a tattoo! My first impression was confusion. I didn’t remember doing this yesterday, but I guess it was after the third drink and I didn’t remember it, but I can tell Niall doesn’t remember it neither.
Then, it came fear. If my mom even dreams about this, she’ll kill me and then she would bring me back to clean the mess she had done. If she dreams about this, she will make me take it off, and I heard the process of taking tattoos off hurts even more than actually making one.
Admiration was next. It was beautiful. It remembered me of the talk we had, when he told me I was a star and he was dark. But my feet had a sun draw, it wasn’t colored with black like Niall’s was, mine only had a small circle of black, but Niall was the other way around. It’s supposed to show how different we are. He had some stars in his feet, wich supported the idea that his feet represented the moon, the darkness, while mine represented the sun and the light.
The last feeling was love. I let my back fall against his and turned my head to the right side to look at him, excited
“They fit!” Niall frowned
“I shouldn’t have let you do this, but I don’t remember anything!” He said
“Niall, I like it!” I said and he smiled. I turned my head to face our feet again and he kissed my temple
“I like it too!” He said “But still, I should have kept you from doing it!”
“Stop it!” I said, grabbing his hands and putting them across my stomach, over the sheet that was still covering my body
“It’s a fine representation of how different we are all right!” He said with a bitterness that made me sad
“Don’t ruin my happiness!” I said and he made a pout, that spoiled milk face again “Plus, how could we found someone open in New Years’?” I asked myself
“I have no idea!” He said, tightening his arms around me
“I like this, I probably shouldn’t have done it, but I like it!” I said, smiling dumbly
“Uhh… Probably I’m going to ruin this!” He said, making his head fall to his left side, one hand in his neck, the other one surrounding my stomach
“Niall…?”
“I want you to come to a meeting with me, would you?” He asked, pressing his chest in my back
“Hum… with whom?” I asked
“Oh, you know, my high school best friends, Greg, Denise and Theo, Megan…” I cut him off
“Wait, who’s Megan?” I asked
“You remember…” He laughed nervously “… that girl to whom you opened the door to?” He asked. It hit me like a slap
“No!” I said, getting away from him, almost falling out of bed “You want me to go to a dinner where your Ex is at?” I asked
“She wasn’t my girlfriend!” He creaked his teeth
“No, you just had sex with her, repeatedly, a step you haven’t even gave with me yet!” I rolled my eyes “Forget it Niall, I won’t go anywhere!” I said, crossing my arms in front of my chest
“Johanna, please, Greg will be there!” He grabbed my hand and played with my ring “And so will Denise and my nephew, please?” He asked and I took a deep breath.
I really didn’t want to face that Mega girl, but I guess I can hide with Greg and Denise and little Theo too. If it’s that important for him that I go, I think it won´t hurt… Well, just a little bit.
“Okay!” I said
“Don’t worry love, you’re the one wearing this!” He kissed my ring and I smiled widely. Yeah, I’m as sure as hell I love him.

Notes

So, what do you think will happen in the meeting?! Will Megan ruin everything? Or will Johanna be capable of handeling it? Please give me your ideas, I'll apreciate it.
And I'm sorry i took so lonf to update, I was busy, my stepdad was here and he had to leave again so I needed to enjoy time with him :S
Again, sorry