Punk Direction (Niall Horan love story)

“It’s not fair really!” She said, supporting her body weight in her forearms as she leaned against the counter of the bar “I got the horny teenager and you’ve got the hard and experienced fuck!” I swallowed. Wow, nice words really? Can you notice the sarcasm?
“Johanna, this is Andy, the girl who … hum…” She cut him off
“Deflowered you?! Oh honey!” She said, taking her glass to her lips again.
I hated how everything she done was amazingly sexy. She bashes her lids and you can tell she’s flirting with him, the color of her lips is so amazingly and perfectly red thanks to the lipstick that every movement she does with them is extremely addicting. Adding the fact that she’s gorgeous makes me dislike her even more. I wouldn’t say ‘hate’ because it’s a strong word and till now I only hate Mia.
Am I the only one who’s troubled thanks to all the woman in his life? I don’t want to say names, but well, there was Megan, and then Mia’s freaking ghost, and now Andy ! What have I got myself into?!
I took my own glass to my mouth as I tried to ignore the comments that she clearly had locked between those hatefully amazing lips of hers. I was drinking water, that didn’t satisfy my needs, so I grabbed Niall’s drink before he could take the glass to his mouth and drank the content all at once, feeling my throat burning.
“Easy there tiger!” Andy said, laughing
“Are you alright love?” Niall asked, putting the glass over the counter and cupping my cheeks. I tried to ignore the tears that threatened to form in my eyes thanks to the alcohol “You know we can leave right?!” I nodded
‘“But I don’t want to!” I said “You’re here with your friends and me, to have fun!” I explained over the loud music that just started to play.
“But if you feel uncomfortable…” I cut him off
“I know, we can leave!” I finished, getting on the tip of my toes to kiss his lips “I’m gonna call the other boys okay?”
“Let me!” He offered, kissing my forehead.
I saw how his eyes showed concern. He was afraid of leaving me alone with her. Please tell me there’s not another secret between us, because I can’t take that anymore. He was struggling with a decision between being a gentleman and protecting me from anything she had to tell me. I smiled dumbly and nodded, secure that nothing she could say to me would break our bond. Niall grabbed my glass and walked away, towards the guys who were surrounding the counter now, waiting for new drinks I guess.
“What a fuck right?” Ireland asked me.
I swallowed and did my best to ignore her, ignore everything she said and everything my mind was telling me she did with my boyfriend. How old was she? Taking a better look at her, I could prove that her eyes weren’t completely blue as they had a bit of green around the outline of the eye. Her hairs were blond yes, but I couldn’t notice she deep died the tips black thanks to her leather jacket before. As I said, her lips are fleshy, and so are her cheeks. Her skin tone is clearly more tanned than mine or Niall’s. She was drop dead gorgeous, but hey, all the woman in his life should be… and then there’s me.
“At least don’t ignore me honey!” She asked, locking her gaze on mine “I just tried to sleep with your boyfriend like five minutes ago! No need to be worried love!” I narrowed my eyes and looked forward, taking a deep breath. She was clearly trying to get on my nerves
I scattered the dance floor to find unknown people, having the time of their lives, dancing, drinking, kissing… and I have to hear my boyfriends ‘first’ talk about him like that!
“So this is what Megan meant by fake nose hu?” She asked, coming closer “It’s ridiculously perfect! And your cheeks, yes, you’re cheeky, a fleshy lips and a good pair of eyes. I can tell he doesn’t like people with only one color in their eyes right?” She opened a devilish smile, to wich I just turned my left cheek to, literally.
I wasn’t going to waste saliva with her, not when I know she’s Megan’s friends. Why do bitches friends are always bitches? Seriously, it’s like your company defines who you are.
“Okay, you’re getting on my nerves now you slut!” She growled “Megan told me you’re cold as ice to the woman who came before you in Niall’s life! But I can’t say anything about that girl!” She said, twirling her glass between her fingers and talking a sip “She was just another fuck, a good fuck! Like you probably had! But listen here honey, Niall never get’s in a serious relationship. Look at him, he’s rich, he’s drop dead gorgeous, he only needs to snap his fingers to have someone giving him a lap dance, stripper or not! He doesn’t respect people he fucks, like little Megan, and you probably. But me?” She laughed ironically, staring at the bottom of her glass as she took another sip of the amber color liquid she was drinking. “I was his first dear, I had sentimental value for him, as much as he likes to say I was just a teenage fuck to a wanker pretty boy, I know he has feelings for me!” She stated, giving me a devilish smile
“Sure, whatever!” I said, watching how Niall walked through the crowd followed by the boys.
He was finding his way to me. My smile widened when I saw he was bringing me a coke. But my smile faded away when I felt someone reaching closer to me, too close.
“Try to keep him as long as you can, but lets’ see who is taking me home kay?” She asked and I swallowed, frowning. She had just turned this into a competition, and the big rice was Niall.
I tried to remember I trusted Niall, but then she sent him that crazily sexy smile, I mean, he’s only human right? I saw how she stumbled on purpose, bumping against Niall so the drink he was holding wet my top. I yelled thanks to the thermic shock and looked at my shirt, terrified. My bra was starting to show thanks to the increased weight of the top and gravity, who insisted on pushing it down. Too much of my skin was showing too since I was wearing a tank top and we completely forgot my jacket after Niall inspected the bruise for the second time at my place.
“Johanna!” Niall said, apologizing with only his tone.
I shook my head negatively and smiled sweetly, knowing it was never his fault, but hers completely. I swallowed my aggravation, not being in the mood to pick a fight or argue with someone. But when Ireland bumped against Niall again, I felt my mood hanging by a thread of turning from relaxed and contained, to a furious and jealous girlfriend who would do anything to keep her boyfriend to herself. I don’t know if any of you has that problem, but containing jealousy is a really, really tiring job.
I hugged myself, trying to cover my bra to curious people there. My eyes wet already. I never felt as exposed as I am right now. I lowered my head, trying to not worry Niall as much as I was worried myself. I was under the attentive looks of the people in the club. And now everyone knows my bras’ cup. Great!
“Here love!”Niall said, putting his jacket over my shoulders.
He stood in front of me, raising my arms to put them inside the sleeves of the jacket. I love how he’s amazingly caring and has the need to touch me like this, take care of me like this. Melting against the counter, I thought to myself ‘Damn, I love him!’ And it’s the truth, and I’m sure he feels the same way. Niall pulled the zipper up till my collarbone height to keep the suspicious and curious looks away.
“I’m so, so sorry!” I shook my head negatively, smiling sweetly
“Don’t be! It wasn’t your fault was it?” I asked, my eyebrows shooting up while the innocent smile kept playing in my lips
“No!” He looked down, smiling sweetly to the ground
“Hey!” I said, pulling his head to be at the same level as mine “I want to see that smile!” I argued, making him laugh. He gave me a quick peck and pulled away, still smiling.
He was about to hug me when someone bumped against him again.
Andy!
Snorting, I ran my hands through my bangs, pushing it aside. I was sweating, and all my body was starting to shake thanks to the cold and anger towards that horny girl in front of me.
“Speedy!” I heard someone call as I felt a small movement in my arm
But all my concentration was in Andy. She was doing this on purpose, and he was letting her do so, she was pushing us apart by coming in between. I don’t want that in a relationship, especially after having sex with the man I love. Staring at her, I sent her the coldest look I had up my sleeve, but that only made a cruel smile appear in the corner of her lips. And she winked, she actually winked at me.
“Johanna!” I heard Niall calling me, waking me from my thoughts
“Hu?” I asked, turning my face to him
“I…” He was cut off when Andy wrapped her arms around his neck
“Niallerrrrrr!” She dragged.
I was about to burst thanks to the jealousy in my veins. I felt my cheeks burning and pinching nonstop, the warmth spreading form my cheeks to my nose and then up. I had no doubt my face was completely red.
“Andy!” He said, trying to get free of her hands
“Do you remember when…” She whispered something in his ear, something that made him blush.
I closed my eyes, disgusted from the idea of that conversation, and turned my head to the right side. My chest was tightening and Ashton sat by my side, and he was about to take a sip of his drink when I snatched it from his hands and drank it for him. When I was done, saw how he was amazed with my behavior.
“Sorry!” I said, just a little bit embarrassed
“Rough day?”
“Pff!” I snorted to my bangs and rolled my eyes, making him laugh. Of course that wasn’t really hard to do
“What’s wrong?” He asked me
“Mrs. Blond over there is trying to score my boyfriend, giving him a return on his past!” I said
The alcohol is making my filter get even smaller than it is already, and I don’t actually think that’s a good thing.
“Okay, wow!” I heard Niall say.
I turned my head to see Andy passed out in Niall’s arms. Looking up, I saw Niall’s cheeks still blushed and a smile on his lips. I hated to see him like that because of her.
“I need to take her home!” He explained
My lips fell open as everything she has told me made sense. ‘Lets’ see who is taking me home kay?’ She was faking it! That… That…
“Niall, she isn’t passed out!” I told him
“What do you mean she isn’t passed out?! She’s passed out in my arms Johanna!” He said
“I’m telling you she isn’t passed out!” I insisted
“Please, don’t cause a scene, not now okay?”
I widened my eyes. Only to drop my head till my eyes were fixed on the floor, and shake it negatively. He was falling like a ducky into her trap. Only because he rather believe in her than me, I’m his fucking girlfriend! Jesus Christ! I don’t know if he can really trust her, maybe he doesn’t even know he can trust her, but he still is trusting her.
“Let’s go!” Niall said
“No! I wanna stay here with the boys!” I said, patting Ashton’s knee friendly, as friendly as I could due to my heart breaking into small little pieces
“No!” Niall said “You’re coming with me!” He insisted
“Niall… please!” I begged “You wanna take her home, take her home! You’re choosing her over me anyways!” I said
“How am I doing that?” He asked
“You’re choosing to believe in her instead of me!” I mumbled “I’m your girlfriend, not her, and you’re choosing her over me! Alright, give her the great and hard fuck she needs, but don’t expect my window to be open! Literally!” I said, getting up
I walked towards the exit, my shoulder bumping on his. I can’t belive, after all that drama about me choosing a person who doesn’t love me over him, he’s actually doing the same to me? I’ll just get a cab and go home, and sleep, I need to sleep as fast as I can, and as much too!
I walked out the door of the club with my head held low, my eyes watery already. How can he do this to me? Sure, she was his first, but hell, he was my first too. I’m the present, she’s the past, and he’s still choosing her? I bet she doesn’t even know he has nightmares, I bet she doesn’t even know every single tattoo on his body, like I do. Hell, I bet she doesn’t even know about the incident that happened with Mia. I know all of this, and he’s still choosing her over me.
When I blinked, two tears ran down my cheeks, but I still held my head low. She probably doesn’t even love him, it’s probably just about the money. The look she sent him, it was a carnal one, not the ones full of care and love I’m used to sent him, or the ones who normally I receive. But they way he looked at her when she faked passed out, they key word is fake… I don’t know if I… I don’t know if I can see another someone be the receiver of the looks that were only supposed to be for me.
My heart was pounding against my ribcage and my throat ached. I had troubles breathing because I was trying to hold on to the sobs that were being repressed in the end of my throat. I had to start breathing or I would get a panic attack and probably pass out in the middle of the street, and God knows what could happen to me.
I was just about to call a cab when I heard someone calling my name. I turned to see Niall running in my direction.
“I choose you!” He yelled, grabbing my waist and pulling me up, my legs found their way around his waist immediately “It’ll always be you!” He said, giving me a passionate kiss.
My arms surrounded his neck as I was engulfed in a passionate and sexy kiss that made my lips hurt. My fingers dived into his hairs, tugging on them as his tongue explored my mouth. When our tongues found each other, I let out an aching moan from the bottom of my throat come out, and something was now pressing against my groin.
But I pulled back and balanced my legs, my eyes widening with the realization of what was happening to me. Why I was exaggerating so much, why I was extremely mad. I was drunk, and about to throw up. Niall widened his eyes when he saw my expression and pale face, putting me down immediately. He dragged me to the side of the road and held my hair up just in time for me to throw up.
“You know you don’t accept alcohol well Speedy, you can’t drink every time you’re upset! Especially when you almost didn’t eat!” He said “I’ll rip the throat of that teacher of yours!” He growled
I coughed when I was done, feeling disgusted of myself, feeling disgusted of that happening in front of him. What is he thinking of me now? That I’m disgusting I bet. I cleaned my mouth with the back of my hand, feeling the acid taste in my mouth, that only made me wanna puke again, but I didn’t.
“You better?” He asked, I nodded
“Sorry!” I said
“Why?” He frowned
“This!” I said. Niall rolled his eyes and shook his head negatively
“Are we going back to that ‘lose my composure’ thing! I swear I’ll squeeze this bum of your really tight and then I’ll slap it!” He said, his face dead serious “I’m serious!” He said when I laughed
“Sure, like you would hurt me because you wanted to!” I mocked
“Okay, you’re right! Let’s get you home now!” He said, kissing my forehead and taking me home. I only nodded in agreement.
**
After getting home and having something to eat to sober me up, Niall insisted me to have a bath. It wasn’t that late, it was actually one in the morning and with the disposition I am to go to classes, I think I’ll skip them.
The bathtub was filled with hot water and foam. I raised my arms, watching how the foam slipped through my silky skin till it fell back on the bathtub. The door opened and my beautiful boyfriend came in, only in boxers.Let’s just say that Niall Horan naked is a good view to the common eyes of people like me.
To cover up my blush, I dove my face till my nose, being capable of breathing. I was hoping that the blush didn’t spread to the rest of my face, or I’d be caught. Niall just simply got inside the bathtub and relaxed, his arms hanging on the sides.
“Now, we need to talk serious stuff!” He said “I want to explain you some stuff!” he completed when he saw me frowning
“About what?” I asked, pulling my head from the water
“About Andy and myself!” He said and I closed my eyes, looking to my right side.
That moment of indecision of his back in the club hurt, and it hurt like hell.
“Come here!” He asked, and I swallowed, ‘swimming’ towards him.
I sat between his legs, my back turned at him. His arms surrounded my waist as he pulled me closer, sitting me on top of him.
“We were both sixteen!” I tried to cover my ears. I didn’t want to hear how he fucked her senseless like he wanted to do to me “No, listen!” He said, taking my hands from my ears “We met in a part back in Ireland and we both hit on pretty well, what happened was that she was available to spread her legs to me and I was a horny teenager!” I furrowed my eyebrows together thanks to those words “It’s her own words, not mine!” He explained “I noticed you were nervous back in the club!”
“Yes, because she whispered something at your ear and you got all red and blushed!” I pouted, crossing my arms in front of my chest, slightly turning to face him
“She told me if I remembered when I slipped in a drink in the end of that party!” He said, frowning “I didn’t want you to hear something as embarrassing as that!”
“Oh, that was what she told you when you smiled at her like you smile at me?” I asked, still pissed. Niall smiled widely
“That smile was for you!” He explained
“Clearly!” I said, turning my back on him
“It’s the truth!” He said “She told me you were cold to her, and I happen to know you’re like that to every woman in my life that came before you, at least the sluts!” He explained “What I wanted to tell you was…” He turned us around, me now with my back against the bathtub “No matter what might have happened between me and her, it was just sex! Just sex! With you is more, so much more! I make love to you, no matter how intense and violent it might get, it’s still making love when this feeling is so big!”
He grabbed my hand and put it in his chest, making me feel his fast heartbeat. I did the same with his hand and surrounded his waist with my legs.
“We’re going to make a mess out of this bathroom!” Niall said clicking his lips and making a disapproving sound “But I really don’t care!” He shrugged
Niall didn’t waste any time in kissing me, taking his hands to my breasts and squeezing them. I moaned in his mouth, arching my body to give him more access. My hands were in his back, gently caressing his skin as he kept kissing me. One of his hands pulled my nipple, stretching it. I squealed in his mouth, my legs trembling around his waist.
“Niall…” I begged “Please!”
Every single muscle down my waist was so tight I needed to find liberation as fast as I could. I took my hands to his boxers but Niall grabbed them, one of his hands holding both of my wrists up.
“Please what princess?” He asked
“Make love to me!” I begged
Niall smiled, kissing my lips chastely. His other hand pulled my other nipple, wich created the same reaction I had a few seconds ago. I wanted him inside me. I felt like I was missing something if he wasn’t there anymore. So, I managed to free my hands and pulled down his boxers. Niall took care of the part of taking them off his legs since he was over me, making it almost impossible for me to move. He rubbed his tip on me, making a wave of warmth run my body. I straightened my back immediately, only now remembering how much it hurt the last time.
“It will hurt a lot less, I assure you!” Niall said and I nodded “Can I try something?” He asked me and I frowned
“What?”
“Put your legs over my shoulders!” He asked and I, tremblingly, obeyed “I’ll go deeper this way!” He explained and I swallowed, nodding
Still rubbing his tip on me, Niall used his hands to position himself in my entrance, slowly penetrating me after. The pain I felt was nothing compared to the pain I felt yesterday. Wow, sex two days in a row!
Niall stopped when he was completely inside me, his tip rubbing a soft spot inside me that made me moan. My G spot. I felt him so much deeper that he was yesterday, so much closer, so much better. He covered my mouth with his, giving me one last kiss as he started to move.
“I love how you pull me more inside when you’re cumming!” He whispered, but I couldn’t talk so his only response was a long moan “You’re so tight baby!” He growled
As Niall thrusts were becoming more violent, so were my breaths becoming more and more irregular. My hands in his back were starting to curl so my nails, no matter how small they are, started to scratch his back.
But when he pulled almost completely out of me and then lunged again, my nails dove in his flesh, scratching his back as hard as I could as I yelled
“God!” I managed to whisper as I heard the waters around us falling in the ground, producing a noise that I was too busy to try to hear.
“Speedy!” He growled, thrusting again as hard as he could “Johanna!” And again “Skyes!” And again.
I yelled when the next thrust came, watching how Niall arched his body thanks to my nails diving in his flesh. He let out a groan, thrusting again next. The bathtub had half as much water as it had a few moments ago.
“Look at me!” He asked “Please look at me Speedy!” With a lot of effort, I managed to open my eyes “Feel this?” He lunged again and I moaned. It took all my auto control not to close my eyes “This is me…” He breathed, thrusting again, my head fell on the arm of the bathtub “…clamming you as mine, like you clammed me already!” He said, his breathing more irregular than ever “How can someone be so…” He lunged “…tight!” He sucked at his own teeth.
Pulling back again, he grabbed my hands from his back and intertwined out fingers, giving one final hard thrust than made me clench my eyes against each other, and let out a suffered yell. My fingers all curled, the back of my knees supporting on his shoulders.
I felt everything tighten inside me, and suddenly, jets of semen were being fired inside me, warm and pleasureful.
“Making love hu?” I asked
“Making love!” He nodded “In the way of a good hard fuck!” He said
“You pervert!” I accused
“Finally I have you to make all my perversions come true!” He said, rubbing his nose on mine
“Like what?” I asked
“I’ll have to use cuffs one day!” He said “Or a tie, I’d love to see you on your fours and…” As that conversation continued, I blushed, but seriously, I was happy we could talk about this without getting all weird at each other.
I just love where we are at right now!

Notes

So, because I didn't update in two weeks, I decided to post another chapter this weekend so we're even now!
I hope you like it!
Big Kiss to all my readers :))