Treacherous

With a scowl I hung up the phone, cutting off the shouts coming from the opposite line. I stormed down the stairs to the kitchen fridge. It was practically empty considering no one had gone food shopping all week. With a grunt I opened the freezer instead, pulling out the lone carton of Ben and Jerry's. I turned around and pulled open the utensil draw with a bit too much force before shoving a spoonful of half baked in my mouth.

"What's up your ass?"

I jumped, startled to see Niall sitting at the Island on his laptop. Though instead of looking at it he was watching me cautiously like I were some wild animal on the discovery channel.

Before I could answer my phone buzzed again. I glared at the photo of Elliot and I cuddled on my bed and jabbed the ignore button.

"Earth to Olive?" Niall waved his hand around.

"What?" I growled.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing, why would anything be wrong?"

"Judging by the constipated look on your face, you seem pretty ticked off. I'm going to go out on a whim here and say troubles with the scumbag?"

"It's none of your business Niall. Stay out of it."

His eye's narrowed. "I can't. If he's hurting you again Olive I'll fucking kill him."

"I haven't seen him since the weekend he was home, and no nothing like that happened after the one time." I cringed thinking back to that night.

"Emotional abuse is just as bad as physical."

I squeezed my eye's shut, taking a deep breath and letting it out. When I opened them, I ignored
Niall and went back to my ice cream.

"You know eating right from the carton spreads germs." He taunted, catching the hint that I wasn't in the mood to talk about Elliot.

"Thanks for the tips Doctor Oz." I rolled my eyes before making a show of scooping a large spoonful and savoring it in my mouth. "Mmmm germs.." I moaned.

Niall's eye's darkened as they focused on my lips. I immediately blushed and pulled the now ice cream clean spoon from them. We hadn't mentioned the little incident on Halloween night. It had been two weeks and it was like we had an unspoken agreement to not speak of it. I sure as hell was not going to. I was just glad we were on the same page. We were drunk, really drunk, it was a huge mistake. Luckily Liam stumbled in before anything too drastic could occur. I loved my boyfriend, despite everything. And Niall.. well you could say he hadn't changed, aka the lot of girls popping in for a visit throughout the week.

"I need to go food shopping." I blurted, before things could get awkward. In other words before there was any chance of Halloween being brought up.

"Ok." He furrowed his eyebrows.

"I need a ride." I muttered, cursing myself in that moment for not being able to drive. "I'll ask
Liam." I added, about to run to find my brother.

"Don't bother, he's not home."

"Where is he? Is he with her?" Liam had gone out a few times with this girl and apparently none of us are allowed to meet her yet. It was getting on my nerves, I needed to analyze her and make sure she was good enough for my brother.

"The mystery girl? Yep, he said not to wait up tonight, he'll be home late."

"Oh, alright." I panicked slightly, praying that Niall had plans, it was Saturday night after all. I'm sure there was a whole line up of bimbos waiting for him. He clearly had his fun Thursday night, what I could tell from the sounds of Jamie's moans at least. I refused to believe that that had anything to do with my reasonings for excessive drinking/partying Last night. It had been a bit too wild for me, and part of the reason for Elliot's fit this morning. I was definitely staying in, probably a quite night, drowning in chocolate, which was why I needed to get to the supermarket asap.

"So you wanna go then?" He asked hoping off his bar stool to grab his keys from the rack.

"Yep, give me a minute." I ran upstairs to grab my wallet with my dad's credit card.

I met Niall in his car as he fiddled with the radio. He gave me his genuine smile, and once again
I found myself unwilling to admit what it did to me.

...

Note to self, never take Niall food shopping again.

"Are you trying to buy the whole store?" I grumbled as he threw two packages of Oreos in the cart.

"Just the necessities." He grinned, moving on to the pepperidge farm cookie selection.
While I shopped fruits and vegetables he had hung out by the samples table where the employee was giving out some kind of chicken. Niall of course loved it, and had sweet talked the teen girl into giving him extras. I'm pretty sure he even scored a phone number in there.
I rolled my eye's at his remark, and hurried to get out of that aisle before we literally had every kind of cookie stocked in the pantry.

He chased after me tossing a bag of snicker doodles in the over flowing cart.

"I just need to get dog food and milk then we can leave."

"Kay Kay." He mumbled absentmindedly as he eye'd everything we passed, assessing if he wanted it or not.

I sent Niall to get Buddha's food while I got the milk. When I met him at the cash register his arms were piled with other 'vital' snacks. I could see the judment in the old women cashier's eyes as she rang up all of our junk food. A good portion of it was mine, so it wasn't like I could toss all of the blame on Niall.

When we got back to the house we unloaded the groceries. Niall was being purposefully obvious as he continuously 'brushed' against me. If I was putting something away in a cabinet he would come right behind me, reach up to place something on the top shelf, an item that didn't even belong there. The fourth time he did it I snapped.

"Would you stop that!" I glared at him. He gave me an innocent smile.

"Stop what?"

"Nudging your boner against me! Who has a boner when putting away groceries?!" I cried incredulously.

"Hey, your the one who was bending over to put things in the freezer. It's not my fault if I got
distracted."

"Your such a pig."

"Pig's are cute, you think I'm cute Olive?" He held a hand to his heart in mock gratitude.

"I hate guys. Seriously you all suck. I should become a lesbian."

He had a devilish smirk as his eye's glazed over, clearly thinking about me and another girl.

"That's something I'd like to see."

"Oh my god, your just validating my point." I chucked the loaf of bread in my hands at him.
He laughed loudly as he stopped it from whacking his face. "I'm kidding, well not really, I would still love to see that. But anyway, back to guy's who suck. What happened with you and jerk off this morning?"

"The amount of nick names you have for him is incredible."

"Don't avoid the question. I'll write you a list of all of the suitable names for that fucker later. What did he do this time?"

"Nothing you need to worry about." I told him as I finished putting away the last few groceries.

"Actually I do. I'm the only one who know's the length's he's gone to with you. I'm not going to just stand back now and let him keep doing this shit Olive."

"Trust me. I can handle it."

I heard him huff, and then the jingle of his keys. I looked to him wanting to know where he was off to, but he just stood there with his hand extended.

"What are you doing?" I asked nervously. He rolled his eye's and grabbed my hand pulling me
with him and out of the house.

"We're going to the diner. I'm hungry."

"We just bought a stores worth of food." I protested.

"I want a burger." He shrugged. "We didn't buy burgers."
My stomach growled at the mention of a nice burger, some fries, maybe even a milk shake...

"Fine."

...

"Ready yet?" Benny our waiter asked, coming back for the third time. Niall has spent a good ten minutes scanning the menu, unable to make up his mind. It's the local diner, not a five star restaurant, normal people know what they want before they even sit down.

"I'm ordering." I complained to Niall whose head was still in the menu. "I'll have the barbecue burger, curly fries and a chocolate milk shake please." I smiled to Benny, he's very cute and has worked here part time for three years while studying at UCLA. Ronnie and I used to come in all the time during his shift hours, lamely flirting with him. That all stopped when I brought Elliot one day, he of course got extremely jealous of how well acquainted I was with the hot waiter.

"Should've guessed." Benny winked at me an action that automatically made my cheeks flush. I smiled shyly and looked down at the table.

Niall cleared his throat, we both focused our attention on him, he was glaring slightly at Benny.

"I'll have the same as hers, but add Bacon, and a strawberry shake instead." His voice was clipped slightly, as if he expected Benny to challenge him or something.

"It took you so long just for that?" I asked, feeling uncomfortable with their little stare down.

Niall finally broke away to look at me. "I was choosing between the Deluxe and the Ranch burger, but the Barbecue sounded better." He shrugged.

I rolled my eyes holding back a smile and handed Benny the menus.

About fifteen minutes of silence went by as we waited for our food. Niall wasn't saying anything, just giving me this expectant look, chin resting on his palm. He was waiting for me to talk and I had a hunch about what.

Too bad that wasn't going to happen. So I awkwardly avoided his gaze which I could feel like a laser beaming into my face.

Benny came back, set our plates down, and asked if we needed anything else before walking away again. Niall wasn't giving up on his little game, he continued to stare at me only stuffing his face in the process.

With a sigh, I brought my eyes to his. "What are we even doing here?" I asked him.

"Eating?" He quirked an eyebrow.

"Really, is that what you do at a diner? I had no idea."

"Very funny Olive. I'm cracking up." I thought it was funny. "You know why we're here."

"No. I don't actually, care to enlighten me?"

He sighed. "We're waiting for you to tell me what happened."

"With what?" I sipped my milk shake, trying my best to act nonchalant.

"I'm serious. Tell me before I call him up myself." Pushy asshole.

"Why do you want to know so badly? Stop acting so interested in my relationship, I know you could care less about it." I narrowed my eyes, he returned the glare with equal force.

"You're right. I could give two shits about your relationship with that fucker. What I do care about is you. I don't want you hurting because of him, and I surely don't want you bottling this shit up. I know I'm the only one you told about him.." I flinched waiting for him to say it, but he caught himself before continuing. "..doing that the night we all went to dinner. I haven't told anyone have I?"

"Not that I know of." I mumbled.

He rolled his eyes. "I haven't. And I won't have to as long as I know you're okay. If you don't want to tell me what happened, then fine. I just need you to tell me when he goes too far. "

I sighed, burying my face in my hands. "It was just a dumb fight." It was the truth, most of my fights with Elliot were dumb. He has a habit of over reacting.

I looked up at him and he was giving me the look saying to go on, but he wouldn't make me if I wanted to stop. "I guess someone tagged me in photos from Halloween."

"He didn't like the outfit?" I saw his lip twitch, but he tried to hold it back.

"Oh, he was pissed about that. Except the pictures of me hanging all over you were what made him really ticked off." There we go, the reason I didn't want to share this with Niall. It was perfect opportunity for us to talk about what happened that night, something I hoped to avoid for the rest of my life.

"Oh." Niall muttered, seeming lost for words, theres a first.

"Yup."

"It's not like they could have been bad. I mean nothing happened until.. you know."

"Yes I know." I squeezed my eyes shut hoping to erase the awkward moment. "That's not all he was angry for anyway. Apparently he had been brooding since Halloween, and when he saw photos of me from last night he cracked and blew up on me this morning."

"What was last night?" He frowned.

"Ronnie and I went to a UCLA party." I admitted with a blush. I was conned into doing a keg stand by a bunch of frat boys, someone conveniently snapped a picture of that along with other compromising photos.

"What? Are you two crazy?" He glared. "You went alone? You should have taken me or one of the guys!"

"Only girls were allowed without an invite." I shrugged. What good would he have been anyway? Probably off humping five sorority sisters at once.

"I would have gotten in." He growled, leaning back in his seat. "I know a few guys on the soccer team."

"It's over with now. Besides, I had fun. I wasn't doing anything bad and I'm sick of letting Elliot
walk all over me."

He nodded his head, looking thoughtful. We finished eating in silence, only this time it wasn't awkward or tense. It was comfortable. He paid the check although I insisted I'd pay at least my half. I didn't want it seeming like a date or anything. I gave in after Niall told me to stop thinking too much into things and let him treat me to dinner.

On the way back instead of making a turn to go home he started driving towards Santa Monica.

"Where are you going?"

"We're going to have some fun Olive." He grinned.

He parked in one of the lots by the pier, I could easily see the flashing colorful lights from the rides of Pacific Park. I hadn't been there in a few years. When you live so close to something, you tend to take it for granted and not go as often as you should. I'd brought up going with Elliot a few times but he always dismissed it, saying it was childish.

Niall grabbed my hand and ran with me towards the entrance. I couldn't control the smile on my face as I took in the familiar surroundings.

"Two wristbands please." Niall smiled at the girl behind the ticket booth. She blushed and
stripped both bands from a pack.

"Um, would you like to purchase an annual pass?" She asked awkwardly, clearly blinded by
Niall's excited smile.

"No thanks, that'll be it." We both held out our wrists for her and she secured them, fastening mine with less shaky fingers. I was not jealous. I was not jealous. Niall wasn't even looking at her anyway. He was busy focusing on me. No my insides weren't turning to goo.
Niall paid and we thanked the girl before rushing to the park. I hadn't been so eager in a while.

"What first?" Niall asked holding tightly to my hand. I repeat, No my insides weren't turning to goo.

"Roller coaster!" I grinned which Niall quickly returned at my suggestion before tugging me towards the 'West Coaster.'

We went on the coaster about five times before moving on to the scrambler, the dragon, the pirate ship and even a few kiddy rides that brought back nostalgia from my child hood. We walked around, got cotton candy and caramel corn, and joked as we sat on a bench.
Niall was in the process of trying to knock down the three stacked bottles in one of the carnival games. It was clearly rigged and he was growing frustrated.

"You honestly expect me to knock over metal bottles with a whiffle ball?" Niall growled at the employee.

"Niall, it's fine, lets just-"

"No. I've got this." He squinted, squeezing the ball in his hand before pummeling it with so much force the plastic ball could have gone through a concrete wall. The three metal bottles went pummeling to the ground. Niall through his arms up hollering in victory while the two workers stared in shock.

One guy snapped out of it and approached us. "Take your pick from the top row of prizes." He told Niall.

There was an x-box up there, so you can imagine my surprise when he asked for the giant panda bear. The guy raised an eyebrow with a sneer, clearly wondering the same thing. He gave Niall the bear, who turned to me with a bow, offering the stuffed animal.

"For you fair lady." My lips twitched in a smile, and I took the bear from him.

"Thank you oh strong knight." I teased making Niall smile wider as I played along.

"Now come on, let's go, one more ride left." He nodded towards the Ferris Wheel. My heart beat
picked up at the thought of riding the Ferris Wheel alone with Niall, after he had been so sweet
the whole night.

"Y-yeah."

We hurried to get a spot on line. I held the bear tightly to my chest as I thought about Names for it.

"What's on your mind Olive?" Niall nudged me as we moved up in line.

"Thinking of names for my new friend." I admitted, thanking the dark of night for hiding my blush.
Niall just gave me that genuine smile. "And what are the choices?"

"Either Bamboo, or Oreo."

"Hmm.. well I'm always an advocator for Oreos but I think Bamboo suits him better." He studied the panda.

"Yeah, your right. Bamboo it is."

"Glad to meet you Bamboo." Niall pretended to shake the bears hand, or paw. I rolled my eyes in an attempt to mask my ear to ear grin. Then a thought hit me.

"Why didn't you chose the x-box? It's clearly worth more than a stuffed animal."

Niall fake gasped, covering the bears ears. "Shh.. he'll hear you."

"And your an idiot, I'm being serious."

"I don't know Olive." He shrugged. "I have an x-box, a better version than the one they were giving away. Either way though, I couldn't resist Bamboo's cute face now could I?" He pouted squeezing it's cheek. He returned his gaze to me his eyes turning more serious. "The best part though, was the bright smile that lit up your face when I gave him to you. I'd chose that any day." Once again, no my insides were not turning to goo.

"You two are an adorable couple." The women behind us spoke before I had to come up with a reply to his words.

She was holding hands with her husband, starring at us with an endearing smile. I was about to tell her that we weren't dating but Niall beat me to it.

"Thanks." He smiled, wrapping an arm around my shoulder. I tried to mask my stunned face.
"We're celebrating our one year tonight. Isn't that right babe?"

My eye's widened as I looked up to Niall. I realized I was supposed to respond so I quickly
composed myself. "Of course darling."

"Oh so cute. I remember our first year together, don't you Joe?" The women smiled at the man.

"Could never forget it." He leaned down to peck her on the lips. I was feeling a bit uncomfortable but had to admit how sweet that was.

"Alright, well we're up. It was nice talking to you." Niall waved politely and I nodded along offering an awkward smile.

We slid into the cart, thankfully it was a three seater so Bamboo fit between Niall and I. A plus was that it obstructed our view of each other.

"You didn't have to lie to those people."

"You'd be my real girlfriend instead?"

I rolled my eyes, kicking his foot. "You know what I mean."

"It was fun, it's not like we'll ever see them again."

I sighed. He was right, I guess I was just feeling weird and guilty for having certain thoughts. I was scolding myself for actually enjoying the idea of being Niall's girlfriend. The thought was laughable. Pigs will fly before Niall commits to a relationship.

I hadn't even noticed that he'd moved Bamboo, so that they switched seats, Niall now right next to me, I could feel his breath against my face.

"Stop over thinking." He whispered. The ride came to a stop just as we were at the top of the wheel, of freaking course. I looked away from Niall to take in the beautiful scenery. The lights of the amusement park, along with the moonlight hitting the ocean water, it was breath taking. "No, your breath taking Olive." Had I said that out loud?

I turned to face him and before I could process his lips were on mine. His mouth moved softly against mine in a slow kiss. It wasn't forceful or hard but not any less passionate. He went to pull away but I shocked my self by gripping the back of his neck, keeping him against me. He groaned and grabbed my hips, kissing me the slightest bit harder. One of my legs ended up over his lap as we situated our positions to be completely against each other.

I didn't know how long we were kissing, the ride began moving again but I was too drowned in
Niall to pay attention to my surroundings.

The sound of a throat being cleared snapped me out of it and I realized we were now back on the ground. I broke away from Niall and we both looked with hazy eyes to the red faced park employee. "Um, your rides up and we have people waiting. If you'd like to ride again I'm going to have to ask you to wait on the line once more." He scratched the back of his neck.

"Um no, that's okay." I mumbled completely embarrassed as I scrambled out of the Ferris wheel cart with my panda in tow.

"We're good man." Niall slapped the guys shoulder. "I think we're ready to get out of here, if you know what I mean. " He wiggled his eyebrows at me, making my face heat up worse than it already was. I stormed through the crowd of people and towards the parking lot with Niall hot on my tail.

"What the hell is the matter? I was joking Olive!" He shouted as we reached the car. I stood next to the passenger door, arms crossed and not looking at him.

"Unlock the doors."

"No. Not until you tell me what just happened, I mean what changed we were-"I cut him off. "You kissed me and you shouldn't have."

"Oh please Olive you didn't seem to be protesting."

"Unlock the doors." I repeated voice firm and final. With a frustrated sigh he unlocked the doors but before I could open it and throw myself inside he abruptly pushed me against the car. His body pressing into mine.

"I won't apologize for kissing you. And I certainly won't apologize for doing it again." He breathed against my lips before softly pressing his to them. They were just as plump and mind blowing as ten minutes earlier and gone before I could process. He opened the passenger door for me, still pressing me into the car. "Let's get you home." He whispered, letting me slide in to my seat.

..

"Why did you even do this tonight?" I asked as he drove us back.

"Huh?" He mumbled, distractedly.

"Didn't you have some bimbo to entertain?"
"Nope."

"Really? You've seemed pretty preoccupied with them lately." I tried to hide the bitterness behind my words. I didn't even understand it myself, I guess it was because he had tried to turn me into one of them.

"Do I detect a green monster on your shoulder Ol?"

I scoffed, rolling my eyes, and leaned my head against the window. "As if."

"You know, you can take their place any night you'd like."

"If you weren't driving I'd beat you." I growled.

"I'm kidding, sheesh. Well not exactly."

"Are you?" I glared at the passing houses.

"What's that supposed to mean Olive?" He sighed.

"You hook up with all of these girls and then still try to come on to me!" I shouted, my voice too
loud for the confines of the car. Luckily we were pulling on to our street. "Why can't you just leave me the hell alone?"

"Is that what you want?" He seethed.

"Yes." I crossed my arms not at all believing myself but he didn't need to know that.

"Bullshit."

"Excuse me?" I glared.

"I said Bullshit. Your to stubborn to admit that you feel something for me."

"Feel something for you?" I cried incredulously. "You expect me to feel anything for the guy who goes through girls like a change of clothing?" His nostrils flared but I didn't stop there. "You make me sick Niall. You hooked up with me on Halloween and then went back to your whores just like that. How's that supposed to make me feel huh? Your basically labeling me as one of them too."

"You have a fucking boyfriend Olive! An asshole who you won't dump no matter how hard I've tried so how's that supposed to make me feel then?" He pulled in to the drive way and I hopped out before the car even stopped. I hurried to get in to the house intent on making him wait outside until Liam got home, obviously he was too quick for me. He held the door open with his palm, bicep flexing like crazy, as his blue eyes scrutinized me. "We're not done talking about this." He pulled something out from behind his back handing it to me, Bamboo. I debated whether or not to take it, but my liking for the bear out won my anger at him so I snatched it before heading to the kitchen.

"Do you have to follow me? I don't want to be around you right now."

"No, that's not true. You just don't want to talk about this. The second your forced to express
your feelings you run Olive."

"Isn't it the girl who usually makes the guy talk?" Question his masculinity and maybe he'll
leave.

He laughed. "Nice try but your not getting out of this."

I growled frustration coming to surface. "Fine, you want to know what I think? I think you shouldn't have waisted your time with me tonight. I love my boyfriend and you love fucking your whores."

"Is that really what this is about?" He threw his arms up. "The girl I want is in a fucked up relationship that she won't leave, so what do you expect me to do?!"

This time I laughed. "If you really wanted me you wouldn't have been with over ten girls the past two weeks." I snapped. "I won't leave my boyfriend whose loyal and loves me for a guy that is constantly off doing god knows who! I won't get sucked in to your games Niall. Not anymore."

"So that's really what you think of me?" I didn't answer and he looked up at me. "Is it? You hate me?"

I opened my mouth to respond but shut it again.

"Fucking say it Olivia!" He shouted making me flinch and lean back against the refrigerator. He walked over to me and slammed his hand against the metal next to my head, I visibly cringed again. He must have taken notice because his features instantly softened. "Olive," he whispered gravely. "I'd never.. I'd never hit you. Despite what you think of me I wouldn't lay and hand on a women. Especially not you. Ever."

I nodded my head. I knew that already. Niall would never do what Elliot did. However after it happens once, you can't help but be expecting it again.

"I'm sorry." He murmured. "I didn't mean to scare you." He gazed into my eyes, his showing nothing but sincerity and pain.

"I know." I croaked. "And I don't hate you Niall." I looked down to my feet. "I don't think of you that way either." My eye's fluttered up to meet his. He exhaled an exhausted breath, leaning his forehead against mine.

"What am I going to do with you Olive?"

"I think- I think we shouldn't be around each other. At least not as often as we are." I said looking into his eyes.

He nodded his head forehead still pressed to mine as he mumbled an assent. "Right avoid each other."

"Glad we're on the same page." I breathed as my eye's flickered to his lips which were slowly descending towards mine.

"Definitely." He whispered before slamming his mouth to mine.

I was quick to respond, lifting my hands to run them through his messy hair.

His hands left the side of my head traveling to my waist, pulling us impossibly closer together. He walked backwards until his back hit the kitchen table and spun us around so I was pressed against it. His mouth broke away from mine for a moment, as we both stared at each other breathing heavily. It was almost like we were deciding if we should really do this. If we wanted to take it this far since there were no returns. My brain was screaming at me to run, to my room, out of the house, anywhere... but other parts of my body appeared to be in control. With a groan
Niall crushed his lips back to mine, easily slipping his tongue in to tangle with mine.

His hands gripped my butt lifting me and sitting me up on the table top. My legs hooked around his hips, pulling him closer to me again. His hands slid up to the small of my back, underneath my top, the warmth of his fingers caressing my skin. They traveled to my stomach, over the curve of my breast and back down the the waist of my jean shorts. He hesitantly played with the button before snapping it open. My heart beat picked up, I was really going to do this, I wanted to do this... and I was completely sober.

I gripped his shirt and with a swift pull I had it over his head, our mouths only breaking apart for that instant. My hands automatically roamed his broad chest, lingering on the hairs that I adored. I lifted my arms up when I felt him tugging on my top and he quickly removed another barrier between us.

His hands moved back to my shorts before he dropped to his knees in front of me, slipping them off along with my sandals. He delicately kissed up my inner thighs and I threw my head back, eye's fluttering closed. When they opened again he was standing up once more, peering down at me eyes swarming with so much lust and adoration I couldn't even feel one ounce of regret for what we were about to do.

His lips found mine ounce more, kissing me with a passion I was sure that I had never felt before.

I felt his hands creep behind my back and with skillful fingers he has my bra off without an effort. I avoided thinking about just how he gained such experience and continued moving my tongue with his. He massaged both of my breasts letting out a soft groan.

He rotated his hips against me, allowing me to feel the full extent of his erection, straining against his jeans. My hands slipped down his chest and began fumbling with the button of his pants. Finally getting them open and tugging the zipper undone, I push them as far down as I can. He finished the job, kicking them off along with his sneakers.

His body pressed flush against mine, our most sensitive parts only separated by the thin fabric of our underwear. "Niall." I moaned against his lips as he began to grind his hips into me. Effortlessly driving me crazy.

He must have taken the hint because his hands latched on to my last piece of clothing. Instead of pulling them off like a normal person he decided to ruin my favorite pair of panties, turning them to shreds as they fell to the floor.

Too indulged in the moment, I didn't scold him for it, only gripped the waist of his Calvin Klein boxers and tugged them down his thighs, releasing his overly excited friend. My eye's widened at the sight, Holy shit, Was that fitting in me?

Just like that, there was no longer anything between us. We were about to step over the line but neither of us seemed to give a shit at that point. His lips moved to my neck, teasingly biting and sucking.

"Please tell me birth control?" He breathed into my skin.

I nodded my head. "But you should still-"

"No." He cut me off knowing exactly what I was going to say. "I've always worn a condom, I'm clean. I don't want that between us, I want to really feel you." Hesitantly I nodded my head again.

After what felt like an eternity I felt him put pressure against my opening and finally he pushed himself completely inside of me. My mouth fell open against his, in what was a mixture of both pleasure and immense pain. I hadn't felt that kind of pain since my first few times with Elliot. Then again, Elliot was half his size. No thinking about Elliot right now Livy!

Niall sucked in a sharp breath as his head fell to my shoulder. "Are you okay?" His voice was strained, as if he was having trouble holding himself back.

"Yeah." I mumbled, gripping his shoulders tightly.

"God, you feel incredible." He groaned, sucking on my neck before slowly thrusting in and out. We both moaned as we found a pace that was completely indescribable and mind blowing. I rocked my hips against his, meeting every thrust as we both moved frantically.

My legs tightened around him, heels now digging into his back as he plunged in and out. I gripped the back of his neck, and pulled his mouth down to mine. His lips skillfully played with mine, not breaking his speed at all. His movements became harder and faster, making my head spin from the pleasure. The kitchen was filled with the sounds of our moans, heavy breathing and skin slapping.

"Ni.." I panted, as I felt the pressure build up in my core. Never have I ever orgasmed during sex. Elliot was never able to get me there, I always thought it was a normal thing but the show Niall was putting on, completely blew him out of the water.

"I know. Fuck, you drive me crazy Olive." He groaned, forehead pressed to mine, pace increasing if it were even possible.

"Don't... stop." I managed to get out, my nails dug into his neck, breaking flesh. The ball of pleasure burst from inside me, as Niall took me to a place beyond words.

His thrusting became rapid and a few moments later he followed, letting out a loud groan as he climaxed. Our bodies both slumped as we leaned against each other for support. We were panting as if we just won the marathon, my head still clouded from the euphoria.

Shockingly I wasn't freaking out like I should have been. Not only did I just cheat on my boyfriend but I just had sex with my brothers best friend. The nuisance of my life. The little boob who used to flick his boogers in my ice cream.

I groaned burrying my face in Niall's sweaty shoulder. "We are so fucked." Realizing after the pun in my words, I could imagine the large smirk on Niall's face as he spoke next.

"Oh yes, yes we are. And very well if I say so myself."
I couldn't help it I laughed, not at his terrible joke, but the entire situation that I just openly threw myself into.

With all of that I only had one thought... I really needed to disinfect the table top.

Notes

Three Words: That escalated quickly......

So I thought over this part a bunch of times, I really wasn't sure if it was the right point for certain things. In the end I just decided to go for it praying things didn't seem too rushed!

I hope you all liked it!!!! Let me know what you thought!