The next morning I woke up Niall early, so he could go back to the frat house to get ready for school. When he was gone I jumped into the shower before anyone could get in there. After I was finished washing myself I looked at my face in the mirror. My cheeks were purple and I cursed Max for doing this to me.

When I got to my room I put a tone of makeup on my face to hide my bruising. I put on my black ripped skinny jeans and a red low cut top. I put my black high top converse shoes on, “Claire,” Sophia says as she walked into my room. I looked at her, “you already covered them up,” she added. I knew she was talking about my bruises, “yeah,” I whispered. She came closer to me, “how bad are they?” She asked. She sat down next to me, “purple,” I replied. She looked over my face, “your cheeks are swollen too,” she points out.

“I know,” I mumbled. She grabbed my hand, “you wanna talk about it?” She asked. I shook my head no, “I'm alright,” I reassured her. Sophia kissed my hands, “Claire I don't want to see you covered in bruises again,” she tells me. I wished that I could tell her that it would be the last time, but I know it won't be. She gets up, “breakfast is on the table,” she added.

I followed her out to the dining room to see Liam and Louis sitting at the table. I sat down next to Louis, “where's Ni?” He wondered. I pick up a piece of toast, “at the frat house,” I replied. I take a bite of my toast, “I didn't see him leave last night,” Louis says. I smiled a little, “because he left this morning,” I tell him. Louis smirked, “we did nothing last night,” I added before he could say anything. I take another bite of my toast, “so what's up with you guys?” Liam asked. Sophia put a bowl of cereal in front of me as I shrugged my shoulders, “you should ask him,” I say.

“Don't you know what's going on?” Liam questioned. I shook my head, “all I know their fucking,” Louis tells them. I punched Louis in the arm, “we gathered that much, but why?” Sophia wondered. I shrugged my shoulders again, “it just happened,” I replied. I started to eat my cereal, “so he went from kissing you at the theme park,” Sophia started.

“Wait they kissed at the theme park?” Louis interrupted. Sophia nodded her head, “as I was saying that went from one kiss to sleeping with each other,” Sophia finished. Louis smirked, “well when Niall came around on Christmas Eve to save her from Brenton. Claire made the first move on him that night. She kissed him and Niall kissed her back. Then they went to bed together and fucked. They fucked four times over three days,” Louis tells her. I just started at my bowl of cereal, “yep and I came six times,” I blurted out. I looked at them and they were shock, “so you came twice while having sex two times?” Sophia questioned.

“No I came three times in one go, but one was after we finished with his fingers,” I explained. I really don't know why we talking about this right now. I also really didn't know why I was telling them, “so you telling us that when you guys did it once that you came three times. Was it halfway through, when you both came and then he decided to give you another after he finished?” Liam asked. I nodded my head, “why are we talking about this over breakfast?” I wondered.

“Cause it's a good topic to start the day,” Louis smiled. I smirked at him, “why don't we talk about your sex life?” I asked him. Louis glared at me, “because he don't have one,” Liam teased. I laughed a little bit, “well Niall and Claire fucked while we were at the party on New Year’s,” Louis smiled. I knew I couldn't tell Liam and Sophia about him and Harry, “really? Where did you do it?” Sophia wondered. I shook my head, “I think it would have been a bathroom,” Louis says. I shook my head again, “I'm not telling,” I tell them.

“But I wanna know?” Sophia pouted. I smiled at her, “if it wasn't the bathroom. It would had to been an empty room,” Louis continued. I looked at him, “stop,” I warned him. Perrie came out still in her Pj’s, “what are we talking about?” She asked. I went back to eating my cereal, “Claire and Niall fucking,” Louis tells her. Perrie was surprised, “wait when did this happen?” Perrie wondered. Crap Perrie was the only one that didn't know, “over Christmas holidays. When you and Zayn got together,” Liam tells her.

“So you gave Niall your virginity for Christmas?” She questioned. I shook my head, “I gave Niall my virginity on his seventeenth birthday party,” I tell her. So now everyone knows about me and Niall, “is he any good?” Perrie smiled. I bit my bottom lip, “well from what we heard he is,” Liam says.

After breakfast and after everyone stop talking about Niall and me. I finished getting ready for school. I put on my black scarf and my jacket that I wore to the party on Saturday. I made sure that I still had my ring and the necklace Niall gave me on. I grabbed my school bag and left my room.

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When we all got to school part from Perrie since she didn't have a lesson until the afternoon. I started feel nervous, “what you first Lesson Reid?” Liam asked me. I was still looking around at the school, “um English,” I replied. I noticed Zayn, Harry and Niall coming are way. Niall was just dressed in blue skinny jeans, white t-shirt, with a blueish green checker shirt and a Snapback on his head. I took in a deep breath as they came closer to us, “hey,” they all say. We all said hey back to them, “aren’t you cold Ni?” I asked him.

“Nope,” he smiled. I smiled as I shook my head, “how are you?” Niall asked me. Zayn and Harry looked at me, “fine,” I replied. Niall put his arm around my shoulder, “you sure?” He whispered in my ear. I nodded my head, “so I need to head off to drama with Liam and Louis,” Sophia tells us. We waved them goodbye, “I have maths to get too,” Zayn says. He left us, “and we have English,” Harry smiled.

“I thought you would have drama with Lou,” I teased. Harry laughed a little bit, “I don't act,” he says. We started walking to English, “so you didn't start English as well?” I wondered. Harry shook his head, “the class was full, so I decided to start when you started,” Harry replied. I hugged Harry, “plus I thought you would be alone,” he added. He looked at Niall, “I only started half my lessons, so I could settle in,” Niall tells him. Harry smiled as he slowly nodded his head, “sure you did,” Harry said slowly. Niall smiled, “so what lesson does Max have?” Harry wondered.

“His doing all business lessons. He don't see the point in the arts,” I replied. Niall shook his head, “dick,” Niall whispered. We made it to the English classroom and people were already there. The classroom just had rows of desks and three whiteboards at the front. Niall, Harry and I sat in the middle of the third row. I sat between Harry and Niall as we got our books out. It felt like everyone eyes were on me, “do you know who the teacher is?” I asked the boys.

“Yeah. It's Mr Joe Hall. His a nice guy and the girls like him,” Harry tells me. Niall sighed, “his also the creative writing, journalism and religion teacher,” Harry added. Niall looked annoyed, “what's your problem?” I questioned. Niall looked at me, “just don't be one of the girls that fall for him,” he tells me. I raised my eyebrows at him, “are you jealous?” I wondered. Niall shook his head, “his a sexy cute,” Harry says. We looked at Harry, “do you have a crush on him too Harry?” Niall teased. Harry nodded his head, “Mr Styles, Mr Horan and,” I heard a man start. We looked in his direction and he was cute. He had really dark brown hair and bright green eyes. He looked in his late thirties to early forties. He was dressed in blue jeans, white t-shirt and a blue blazer over the top. I could see why girls like him, “um I don't think I met you before,” he continued.

“My name is Claire Reid,” I tell him. He smiled at me, “well Claire welcome to English,” he says. I smiled back at him, “thanks,” I mumbled. He continued walking down to the front of the class, “he likes you,” Harry teased. I kept looking at Mr Hall, “why do you say that?” I wondered. I take my eyes off of Mr Hall and looked at Harry, “he only calls his favourites by their first name,” he informed me. I gave him a small nod as I got my glasses out of my bag. I put them on, “you still wear them?” Harry questioned.

“Yes. I'll like to see what I'm reading and writing. I'm going to be wearing them for the rest of my life,” I tell Harry. Niall laughed, “You know you ask her every year. She been wearing them since she was ten,” Niall points out. Harry shook his head, “I really do ask every year?” He mumbled to himself. I patted him on the back, “I'm used to it,” I smiled. He smiled back, “oh Lou messaged me this morning. Apparently you guys had a very interesting conversation over breakfast,” Harry smirked.

“What about?” Niall asked. I looked at Harry and shook my head, “just you and Claire,” Harry replied. I looked at Niall, “what about us?” He questioned. I bit my bottom lip as I looked down, “your sex life,” Harry tells him. I felt my cheeks burn, “Claire is he right?” Niall wondered. I nodded my head, “Louis started it,” I defended myself. I looked at Niall, “did you say anything?” He questioned. The last time he found out that I told Louis about he got angry at me, “yes,” I whispered.

“What did you tell them?” He wondered. I take my glasses off, “just that you made me cum three times in one go,” I admitted. I looked over Niall face and it had no emotion, “really?” Harry asked. Niall nodded his head before he looked to the front of the classroom. I looked at Harry and he just smiled at me. I put my glasses back on as Harry also looked at the front of the classroom. I looked at my notebook, “Niall,” I whispered. I looked at him and he didn't look at me, “not now,” he tells me. Mr Hall started the class and I paid attention to him.

When class was over I learnt that Mr Hall was a very good teacher. We also had to start reading the book ‘Freedom by Jonathan Franzen’. The book was about a relationship and a love triangle. The two characters must decide if love or friendship is more important to them. It also got a lot of other characters’ stories through the book and it’s very American.

Niall and I slowly packed up our stuff, “well I’ll see you guys later,” Harry tells us. We both gave him a nod before he ran out of the classroom. It was just Niall and me in the classroom, “can we talk now?” I wondered. Niall looked at me, “you’re confusing. You know that?” He asked. Niall turned to face me more, “how?” I questioned.

“Well one minute you don't want anyone to find out about us. Then the next minute you tell everyone what we do over breakfast,” he points out. He moved in closer to me, “Lou started it,” I tell him. Niall placed his hands on my waist, “I don't care who started it. I just want to know why you continued it?” He wondered. I shrugged my shoulders, “I don't know. I really don't think in the morning and they all knew about us,” I replied. Niall moved in closer to me, “personally I don’t care that they know how good I make you feel, but I thought you did,” he started.

“I don't think I care anymore,” I whispered. As Niall was about to kiss me the classroom door opened and we move away from each other. It was Mr Hall, “don't you two have another class to get to?” He asked us. We nodded our heads as we finished packing up, “I expect the first chapter to be read by next lesson,” he tells us. We nodded our heads again before we left the classroom.

When we were outside the classroom Niall and I stopped, “do you have a lesson now?” Niall asked me. I shook my head no, “I have art this afternoon. What about you?” I asked back. He shook his head no, “I have Spanish this afternoon,” he tells me. I smiled at him, “I like it when you speak Spanish,” I says. Niall smiled back at me, “eres mi mundo,” he says. I never heard him say that before, “what did you say?” I wondered. Niall shook his head, “my secret,” he smiled. I pouted, “please,” I begged. Niall shook his head again, “not telling you,” he says.

“I will work it out,” I tell him. Niall laughed a little bit, “when you do come find me,” he says. We started walking, “have you told Max what happened last night?” Niall wondered. I shook my head, “do you tell him anything?” He questioned. I shook my head again, “what's the point of being with him if you don't talk?” Niall asked. I could tell that he was getting angry, “cause I don't,” I tell him.

“Well I am,” Niall tells me. I noticed Max was coming our way and I wanted to hide. When he stood in front of us, “hey Max where were you last night?” Niall asked him. Max looked at me, “in my dorm room,” Max replied. Niall pushed him a little, “so where were you when your girlfriend was getting the shit beaten out of her?” Niall snapped. He pushed Max again, “what the fuck are you talking about?” Max snapped back.

“Buttercup face is covered in bruises and you didn't save her,” Niall tells him. Max looked at me, “I didn't know,” he lied. I could tell that he wanted to smile at me, “well maybe you should pay more attention to her then your hand,” Niall says. I went to grab Niall before he walked off on me, but he just pushes my arm away. I looked at Max, “what did you tell them?” He questioned.

“I told them that some girl hit me,” I replied. Max moved in closer to me, “I'll make sure next time that I don't hit the face,” he whispered in my ear. He kissed my cheek hard before he left me, “see you around,” he smiled. When he was gone I noticed Niall was looking at me not far away. I walked up to him, “so he doesn't stick around to see if you’re alright,” Niall spat.

“Niall just stop,” I tell him. He looked down, “I can't Buttercup. I hate him,” Niall admitted. I grabbed Niall's hand, “Niall can we go do something fun?” I asked. Niall pulled his hand away from me, “really? You want to fuck,” he snapped. I shook my head, “no. I want to go do something fun. I don't want that,” I tell him. I just want to forget. I want to get lost in you, “I can't. His pissed me off so much that I want to kill him,” Niall says. I grabbed Niall's hand again, “please Niall. I don't care what it is,” I begged. He squeezed my hand, “sorry Buttercup I can't. Why don't you ask your boyfriend?” He tells me. I let his hand go as he walked away.

I ended up in the library trying to read the book for English, but I couldn't. My face hurt since Max kiss my cheek hard. My mind also kept going back to Niall and Max. I really do wish things were different. I wished that I didn't have Max in my life, “Claire already studying on her first day and she wears glasses,” I heard someone say. When I looked up it was Fred, “well I don't have a class until this afternoon and yes I wear glasses,” I tell him. He sat down next to me, “same,” he smiled. He got his books out, “so what you got this afternoon?” Fred asked.

“Art. What you got?” I asked back. Fred got his laptop out, “computer programming,” he replied. I was surprised, “so you can hack into people's computers?” I wondered. Fred nodded his head, “as well as phones and tablets,” he tells me. I just looked at him as he put his glasses on, “I won't do it to you,” he promised. I smiled at him, “there's nothing on my computer to look at,” I say. If he hacks my phone all his going to find is the naked picture of Niall which I saved. He started typing on his laptop, “so all the good stuff is on your phone?” He questioned.

“You promised me that you wouldn’t hack it,” I point out. Fred smiled at me, “but now I'm curious about what’s on your phone,” he smirked. I just looked at him and took my glasses off, “there's no naked photos of me,” I tell him. He looked sad, “that's no fun,” he says. I shook my head, “I don't do them,” I smiled. Fred kept typing on his laptop, “Perrie dose,” he tells me.

“And how do you know that?” I wondered. He smiled, “I was playing around on the computer and her phone came up. I didn't know it was her phone until I started going through it,” he replied. I wondered why Perrie had naked pictures of herself, but realized the she probably sent them to Zayn. That's when I realized that I took a picture of myself in my undies and sent it to Niall, “so how do you stop people getting into your phone?” I asked.

“Are you scared now that I might go through your phone?” Fred questioned. I shook my head, “someone else,” I replied. Fred held his hand out for my phone and I give it to him. He plugged it into his computer, “just a simple program and you’re done,” he smiled. I watched him install the program into my phone, “why do you have naked pictures of Max?” He wondered. I shook my head, “just don't want people to get into my phone,” I tell him. He laughed a little bit, “you have naked pictures of Niall,” he says. I felt my cheeks burn, “and you don't want people to find out about you two,” he added.

“There's nothing going on between Niall and me,” I lied. Fred raised an eyebrow, “you know that I know. Why else would you and Niall disappear Saturday night? And the way he looks at you,” Fred asked. I didn't say anything, “it kinda cute. That two best friends that grew up together and did everything together. Fall in love with each other,” Fred says.

“Me and Niall are not in love. What we are doing is just sex,” I tell him. Fred smiled as he nodded his head, “then why is he glaring at us?” He questioned. I looked to where he was looking and Niall was glaring at us. I sighed as I looked back at Fred, “go talk to him,” Fred tells me. I grabbed my bag, glasses and book, “see you around,” Fred smiled. Fred gave me my phone back, “see you around,” I smiled.

When I stood in front Niall he still didn't look happy, “getting friendly with Fred there,” he pointed out. I nodded my head, “his a nice guy,” I tell him. I started to walk out of the library and Niall followed me, “so what brings you here?” I questioned. Niall shrugged his shoulders, “just walking around,” he replied.

“And you so happen to go to the library. When you hate it,” I remembered. Niall shrugged his shoulders again, “I have to study some time,” he says. I shook my head, “then why are you following me?” I asked. Niall stopped, “fine. I'll go back to the library and study,” he tells me. I kept walking, “you go do that,” I smiled. I still kept walking, “now wait a minute princess,” Niall says. I turned around to look at him, “don't you want to study still?” He asked me. I shook my head, “I've only been to one subject and I can't get into the book. I wonder if Mr Hall let me change it,” I tell him.

“Oh no you don't,” Niall tells me. He stood in front of me, “you’re going nowhere near him by yourself,” he added. I laughed a little bit, “why? His our English teacher,” I wondered. Niall puts his hands on my hips, “because his a pervert and your one of his favourites,” Niall says.

“So?” I questioned. Niall dug his fingertips into my hips, “if you’re looking for a fuck. Don't go to him,” Niall gritted through his teeth. I pushed him back, “who said I was looking for a fuck?” I snapped. Niall grabbed my wrists before I could push him again. He turned me around as he still held my wrists. My arms were crossed in front of me and I was glad no one was around, “well that's what you would get if you went to see him. So just come to the library with me,” Niall tells me. He pushed himself into me, but my bag got in the way, “you’re serious about going to the library?” I wondered. Niall nodded his head before he kissed my neck, “don't,” I tell him.

“What's wrong?” He asked. He let me go and I turned around to him, “well you have accused me twice today that I just want sex. When I don't,” I snapped. Niall ran his fingers down my arm, “when my face really hurts and I want to cry,” I continued. Niall placed his hand on both sides of my neck, “I just want a hug,” I admitted. Niall hugged me tight and I wrapped my arms around him, “it's alright to cry,” he cooed. I shook my head, “I don't want to cry anymore,” I whispered. Niall rubbed my back, “plus I ruin my makeup and that won't be a pretty site for anyone,” I joked.

“You’re beautiful no matter what,” Niall whispered. I hugged him tighter, “thanks,” I mumbled. He kissed the top of my head before he stepped back from me. He took my hand, “wanna play a prank on Fred?” Niall smiled. I bit my lip, “I do, but he just put a program on my phone to stop people hacking me,” I admitted.

“So? It be fun,” Niall says. I looked down, “what we're you thinking of doing to him?” I questioned. Niall smiled big, “well I was thinking that you distract him while I load up some gay porn on his computer,” he explained. I laughed a little bit, “that it?” I wondered. Niall nodded his head, “with the volume all the way up,” he says. I laughed a little, “that's too easy,” I tell him. Niall just looked at me, “you have a better plan?” He asked.

“Nope, but I thought you did,” I smiled. Niall laughed a little bit, “well it's all I got right now princess,” he tells me. I placed my hand on his shoulder, “well next time you better have a better one,” I teased. Niall mumbled something, “what was that?” I asked. Niall pulled me in closer, “well maybe next time you can come up with something,” he tells me.

We went back into the library to see Fred working on his laptop. I went over to him by myself, “hey,” I say. He looked up from his laptop, “hey. Where Niall?” he asked. I shrugged my shoulders, “I was wondering if you could help me find a book?” I smiled. Fred stood up, “what book?” He questioned. I looked down, “an art book. I need ideas for art,” I tell him.

He took me over to the art section of the library, “do you know what it's called?” Fred asked. I shook my head, “Zayn told me about it on Saturday,” I lied. Fred laughed a little bit, “oh here it is,” I say. I grabbed a book on landscape, “thanks for helping,” I added. When we walked back to his laptop we could hear two men moaning. Fred quickly ran up to it and stopped it, “fuck,” he swore. People were looking at him, “really Fred your watching porn?” I smiled. He blushed, “no,” he says.

“By the sounds of it. It was two guys,” I pointed out. Fred just looked at me, “you bitch,” he snapped. I knew he was upset with me, “where's Niall?” He asked. Niall stood next to me, “here and Fred you really shouldn't watch that stuff in public,” Niall teased. Fred looked like he wanted to hit Niall, “it was you two. I'm going to kill you,” he tells us. Niall just laughed, “it just a bit of fun Freddie,” Niall smiled.

“Go away. The both of you,” Fred snapped. I felt bad for Fred, “now,” he added. Niall grabbed my hand and we started walking out, “oh Fred don't ever call Buttercup a bitch or do worse to you next time,” Niall warned him. Niall pulled me out of the library, “I feel bad now,” I say. Niall stood in front of me, “he’ll get over it,” Niall tells me. I looked down, “come on we have a couple of hours before class. Let's go get something to eat,” he tells me to change the subject.

We went out of the school after Niall put on a jacket to find something to eat. We decided to get Subway and eat at a park. We really didn't talk as we ate our food, “I can't wait for warmer weather,” I say. Niall threw his rubbished next to him, “you cold?” He wondered. I nodded my head as I ate the last bit of my food, “well come closer than,” he smiled. I moved in closer to him, so that I was right next to him, “closer,” he added.

“I can't move any closer or I'll be right on top of you,” I tell him. Niall grabbed my hand, “that's the point princess,” he smirked. He pulled me onto his lap, so that I faced him. He put his Snapback on top of my head backwards, “now this is warmer,” he says. He wrapped his arms around me, “Niall people can see us,” I whined. Niall shrugged his shoulders, “so. We’re about half an hour away from school and these people don't know us,” he tells me. He went to kiss me, but I pulled back, “remember my face hurts,” I reminded him.

“We were kissing last night Buttercup,” Niall tells me. He moved in slowly before he kissed me lightly, “I'll be gentle with you,” he promised. He kissed me again and again until I wanted more from him. I grabbed the back of his head to keep him against my lips. I ran my tongue across his bottom lip, but he didn't open his mouth. I leaned back, “princess if we start making out. I'm going to hurt you when I don't want to,” he tells me. He kissed my nose lightly, “that means we can't really do anything,” I pouted. Niall kissed me lightly, “that just means no making out or blow jobs. I don't want to hurt you Buttercup,” he says. I kissed him, “Niall it even hurts to smile,” I admitted. Niall ran his hands up my sides, “but I don't care. I know my face is going to hurt for a little bit. I just don't want to stop doing stuff, cause of it,” I added.

“But still no making out or blow jobs, cause I know they will hurt,” he tells me again. I bit my bottom lip, “but can we try making out?” I wondered. Niall looked down, “if you really want too, but I can't promise that it won't hurt,” he says. He looked at me and I kissed him. He opened his mouth a little bit, so I could put my tongue in his mouth. He let me be in control and I wished it was him. I like it when Niall dominant over me. It makes me feel wanted by him. I pulled back, because he really wasn't trying, “what's wrong?” I asked him.

“Nothing,” he lied. I placed his face between my hands and looked at him, “ok I can't. I'm scared that I'll hurt you,” he admitted. I kissed him lightly, “fine,” I sighed. He grabbed my hands, “Buttercup don't get shitty with me, cause I don't want to hurt you,” he tells me. I squeezed his hands, “I’m shitty at the fact that you won't kiss me properly, but I'm most shitty at the fact that my face hurts,” I admitted. Niall kissed me lightly, “so am I. Don't you think I want to kiss you properly? God if this didn't happen to you yesterday I would have fucked you in bed last night. I'm shitty with the fact that someone did this to your beautiful face and I wasn't there to save you,” he confessed.

“But if this didn't happen to me yesterday. You wouldn't have been in my bed last night,” I tell him. I'm ignoring the fact that he wanted to save me, because he couldn't. It was Max who did this to me, “I would have been. I was going to finish football practice, shower and then come over,” he tells me. I bit my bottom lip, “why?” I wondered.

“Because I need to see you after you see him,” he says. I ran my hands down his chest, “because I know when you see him. It's all about him not you,” he added. He ran his hands down my thighs, “I need to know you’re alright,” he admitted.

“What happened to Niall when I first came to New York?” I asked before I could stop myself. I don't know why I asked that, “his still there, but the hate he feels towards you is still there too. Just pushed aside hoping to be forgotten,” he tells me. I kissed him, “plus I'm liking this Niall with you. I get to do things that only the other Niall dreamed of doing,” he confessed. I knew I was blushing like mad and so was he. I really think he wasn't meant to say that, “what did the other Niall dreamed of doing?” I wondered.

“You,” he smirked. I shook my head as I kissed him, “it's true tho,” he says against my lips. I kept kissing him to shut him up. Niall place his hand gently on the back of my neck. He pulled on the back of neck gently, so he could have access to my neck. He kissed from my lips down my chin to down my throat. He removed my scarf from around my neck before he started kissing my neck. He bit lightly on the curve of my neck, “no marks,” I groaned.

“But princess,” Niall whined. I looked at him, “just one mark. I promise I'll leave it somewhere we can only see,” he begged. I felt Niall's cold hands under my top, “and where will that be?” I wondered. His hands got higher under my top before he rested them just under my bra. He kissed down the front of my chest, “I was thinking right here,” he smirked. He pointed on the side of my boob near my arm before moving his hand back where it was, “and how are you meant to do that? We’re in the middle of a park,” I asked. I felt Niall's thumbs go under my bra, “by sucking on your skin,” he sarcastically said.

“Niall you know what I mean,” I say. He ran his thumbs over my nipples, “you seem not care that I'm playing with your nipples right now. And we both know how wet they makes you,” he pointed out. He had a smug look on his face, so I kissed him. Niall nibbled on my bottom lip as he pinched my nipples. I moaned into his mouth, “what happened to the girl,” he started. He sucked on my bottom lip, “that wouldn't let me do anything to her in the bathroom while Harry sucked Louis dick?” He questioned. He pinched my nipples again since I didn't want to answer him, “answer me baby,” he groaned.

“Because I want you. I want you to do anything to me. You make me feel good,” I moaned. Niall cupped my boobs and squeezed them, “I fucken lied to you this morning. When I asked you to go somewhere to have fun. I was hoping you would at least touch me or that I touch you,” I added. Niall kissed me, “I know that's why I told you no. Baby when I'm mad you don't want to be near me. I would have ordered you around and made it all about me. I don't want to do that to you. I want to make it all about you,” he admitted.

“I want to make it all about you,” I admitted back. Niall smiled a little as he moved his hand from my boobs to the back of my bra. He unclipped it, “I'll make this quick,” he tells me. He wrapped an arm around my back under my jacket. His other hand pulled my bra up, so it stuck out of my top. I started to feel nervous, “trust me baby,” he whispered. He cupped my boob and pulled it out of my top, “fuck it cold,” I swore.

“You'll be warm in a minute,” Niall says. He leaned down and attached his lips to the side of my boob. I hid my face into his hair as he started to suck quick and hard. I thought he was finished, but he just changed his angle and sucked again. He did it one more time before looking up at me, “you should see my work,” he smirked. He covered most of my boob with his hand as I had a look. The hickey was the shape of the letter N, “really?” I asked. Niall smiled as he nodded his head, “going to take a picture,” he says.

“Did you ask permission,” I tell him. Niall shook his head, “can I have a picture baby?” He asked nicely. I bit my bottom lip, “I just want the boob,” he tells me. I nodded my head as Niall got his phone out. I replaced Niall's hand with mine as he took the picture, “thank you baby,” he smiled. He quickly kissed me before I put my boob back in my top. He checked the time on his phone, “we got ten minutes before we have to leave here and yes that's makes us early,” Niall tells me.

“What are we going to do for ten minutes?” I wondered. I wrapped my arms around his neck and played with the back of his hair, “well if you were wearing a dress. I would finger you right her, right now,” he tells me. I pulled a little on the back of his hair, “don't tease me,” I say. Niall smirked at me as he was playing with my jeans button, “I wouldn't try. My jeans are too tight,” I tell him. Niall pouted, “we could find somewhere, but if we go somewhere private I want to fuck you. And we can't I don't have a condom on me,” he tells me. This time I pouted and it hurt, “aww baby,” Niall cooed. He kissed me, “well I think we should change the subject since none of us are going to get lucky right now,” he suggested.

“What are you doing after school today?” I asked him. Niall place his hands on my hips, “I got football practice and then gym for a bit. Why did you want me come around?” He asked back. I shrugged my shoulders, “I was going to see if I could get into schools newspaper this afternoon,” I tell him. Niall smiled, “writer or photographer?” Niall questioned. I shrugged my shoulders, “I think Harry was talking that they need a photographer for football. I also know that you can do that job since you always took pictures of us playing football,” he tells me.

“That sounds like what I want to do. I get to watch you guys play football while taking pictures,” I smiled. Niall smiled back, “just don't forget to wear a t-shirt that says Niall's number one fan on it,” he joked. I laughed a little bit, “I'm not that much of a kiss ass for you,” I teased. Niall squeezed my thighs, “oh yes you are,” he smiled. I shook my head, “get Louis to kiss your ass,” I tell him. Niall's smile turned into a smirk, “I bet you would like to watch,” he says.

“In your dreams,” I tell him. He kissed me, “you know you can't tell me that it won't. I bet you would get so fucken wet from it,” he tells me. I bit my bottom lip, “I bet you want to walk in on Harry and Louis fucking,” he added. I shook my head, “I don't get turned on unless it you,” I admitted. Niall seemed surprised, “so Louis or Harry?” He wondered.

“What?” I questioned. Niall ran his hands up my thighs around to my arse, “who would you like to see me fuck?” He asked. I was shocked by his questioned, “for some reason both of them, but mainly Harry. I like to see your little body against his big one,” I tell him. Niall grabbed my arse, “but I would do anything you ask. If you suck one of theirs dick,” I added. Niall raised his eyebrows, “really? Even if I wanted you to be my slave girl for a weekend?” He wondered. I nodded my head, “but you got to suck one of their dick’s first,” I reminded him.

“I know,” he sighed. He kissed me, “we better head back,” he tells me. As I was about to get off of him. He kept me down by my thighs, “are you forgetting something?” He smiled. He looked at my chest and I remembered that my bra wasn't done up. I looked at Niall, “can you fix it?” I flirted. Niall smiled as he put his hands under my top. He fixed my bra and did it back up, “you lucky. I was going to take it off and keep it until see you again,” he says. I got off of him, “and when would that be?” I wondered.

“After gym,” he replied. He stood up, “so no shower?” I questioned. Niall just looked at me, “what you want to see me all sweaty?” He smirked. I just shrugged my shoulders as I started walking. Niall caught up to me, “you could always come to the gym,” he tells me. I looked at him, “I think I’ll pass,” I say. I really didn't want to go to the gym with everyone else there. If Fred knew about Niall and I it made me wonder who else knew. I snapped out of my thoughts when Niall grabbed my hand. I looked down at our hands and Niall tried to pull away, but I made sure he couldn't. I entwined our fingers together before I could stop myself. I was as shocked as Niall was, but we didn't pull our hands away.

When we got back to school we went our separate ways to class. I saw Zayn standing outside of the art classroom, “hey,” he smiled. I stood in front of him as I said hi back, “what are you doing here?” I wondered. I noticed Zayn had his art book under his arm, “for art. The class is a mixture of years. Some people in here are on their last semester and some graduated last term,” Zayn started explaining. We went into the classroom, “this class is easy if you know art. You got produce multiple art works and couple of assignment. Some assignment have a due date, but really you got to make sure that you hand everything up before the end of the school year,” Zayn finished explaining.

“So really I could catch up to you?” I questioned. Zayn nodded his head, “I produced five art work pieces and done two assignment already,” he tells me. For the first time that I walked into the classroom I had a look around. It was quite bright with it big windows and lights everywhere. People were working at all the art easels scatted across the room. Some people working at desks or working on the floor. I noticed a man in his forties coming towards Zayn and me. He had dark blonde hair and blue eyes. He was in blue jeans and a black t-shirt, “hi you must be Claire Reid,” he smiled.

“Yes,” I say. I was surprised that he knew who I was, “I have seen all your artwork that you did in high school and Zayn showed me some more,” he tells me. I looked at Zayn, “don't look at me like that,” he smiled. I turned my attention back to the man, “I was talking to him about this random piece of art work that he had. He told me it was yours and that you'll be attending this school when you finished school in Australia. I was interested to see what else you have done, so I went over your collage application form. I saw all your work that you have done and Zayn showed me more,” the man explained.

“Um thanks,” I mumbled. The man put his hand out for me to shake, “where are my manners. I'm Mr Nick Riley, but call me Nick,” he introduced himself. I shook his hand, “well you already know my name,” I joked. He laughed a little bit, “well set up anywhere were you’re comfortable and get started,” he tells me. He walked away from me, “what piece of art work do you have of mine?” I asked Zayn.

“The one you drew of Perrie about a year ago. I took it not long after you showed me,” he admitted. He opened up his art book to show me the picture. His put it in a plastic sleeve, so it wouldn't get damaged, “stalker,” I teased. Zayn closed his book before he walked me over to a desk near the window. We sat down, “it's a good picture,” he says. I got my stuff out, “Zayn no need to lie to me. I known that you have liked her for a while now,” I tell him.

“It's just I know that there is someone out there better than me for her,” he says. I shook my head, “you think there is, but to her you’re it. I should know since she steals my artwork of you,” I tell him. Zayn looked down, “can we change the subject?” He asked. I nodded my head, “I don't like free will when I don't have an idea. I like challenges,” I say. Zayn laughed a little bit, “I could give you one if you want?” He suggested.

“Please,” I begged. Zayn thought for something, “it's going to be a five piece artwork and I'll write it down for you,” he smiled. Zayn started writing down on piece of paper my challenge and I just watched him. Mr Riley came over to us, “is everything alright over here?” He asked. I nodded my head as he looked at Zayn, “just giving Reid a challenge for art,” Zayn tells him. Mr Riley smiled, “don't like free will Claire?” He wondered.

“I do, but when I don't have any inspiration. I need help,” I replied. He looked at Zayn, “make it a good one for her than,” he tell him. Zayn looked at him, “it's going to be a five piece work and I know Reid will love it. So I know by next week she should have half of it done,” Zayn smiled. He went back to writing, “um Mr Riley how many artwork projects and assignment do we have to do?” I asked him.

“Call me Nick and about thirty artwork projects and five assignments. The artwork projects some of them need to be different mediums. So what I'm saying if you paint all thirty can't be all paintings. You need to use other mediums like pencils, markers, charcoal and whatever. I never tell you that your artwork is wrong, because your work is your work. If you hand up a half completed piece. I want to know why it only half completed. If you say something like I can't be bothered. Then I won't accept it, but it you tell me something about how it was never meant to be finish and some other shit. I'll accept it. The only work that you should worry about in this class is the assignments,” he explained.

“Thanks. I understand about different mediums. I always change my mediums, but I always use pencils tho. There just easier to get out,” I tell him. He smiled bigger at me, “well do you have an art book to get started?” Mr Riley asked. I showed him my A4 sketchbook, “do you have bigger one?” He wondered. I shook my head and he walked away, “you done?” I asked Zayn.

“Just going over it to see if I missed anything,” he replied. Mr Riley came back with an A3 sketchbook, “A4 is good for little sketches, but with A3 you can leave notes next to the little sketches,” he smiled as he gave me the A3 sketchbook. I smiled at him, “thank you,” I tell him.

“I don't have anything against A4 or A5 sketchbooks, but sometimes you need a bigger page to really think,” he tells me. I nodded my head as Zayn handed me a piece of paper with my challenge on it:

Five piece artwork about us five boys. I really wanted to see how well you know us and what we love. I want you to choose your own medium and size of artwork, but at least over A4. We all get our own piece and we don't share with another one of the boys. I don't care that you add one of the girls into it *hint for Liam’s*. The rest is up to you to find out and I'll be asking the boys if it what they love.

Love Zayn xo

P.S it got to be what they love in the world the most and I'm not talking about people.

I noticed Mr Riley reading over my shoulder, “that's great Zayn. I would really like you to try too tho,” Mr Riley says. Zayn nodded his head, “already started and that's where I came up with the idea. I thought about doing the girls,” Zayn tells him. Mr Riley nodded his head, “when there done I put them in the art exhibition next to each other,” Mr Riley smiled. He left us, “I hate you, but I love you. This is a fantastic idea,” I smiled.

“So why do you hate it?” Zayn questioned. I opened my A4 sketchbook, “cause now I got to think about what you boys love. I have ideas for two of you, but the other three is a bit hard,” I admitted. I started putting the boys names on their own page in my sketchbook, “let me guess. Ni and Lou?” He asked. I shook my head, “you and Liam,” I replied. Zayn was shocked, “I really thought Niall's would be the first one finished,” he says.

“You would think, but I'm scared of doing his. We getting along at the moment and I can't help wonder how long is it going to last for,” I confessed. Zayn put his hand on my shoulder, “just live in the moment. You two are meant to be together and I know everything will work out,” he reassured me. I smiled at him going over what he said in my head. I really didn't know what he meant by ‘you two are meant to be together’. I just hope Niall would get his mind straight and tell me what's wrong.

I didn't realize that class was finished until I saw Zayn packing up his things. I started packing up, “so what are your plans for tonight Reid?” Zayn asked me. I finished packing up and so was Zayn, “well right now I'm going to see if I could get on the school’s newspaper team and then after that probably go home. I already know that you have practice and gym,” I tell him. Zayn shook his head, “I only have practice. Niall is the only one that goes to the gym after practice,” he tells me.

Zayn walked me the school’s newspaper room before going off to practice. I walked into the room to see only three people. Two guys and a girl and they all looked at me, “can we help you?” the girl asked. I nodded my head, “I want to join the school's newspaper as a photographer,” I tell her. She looked me up and down, “speciality?” She questioned.

“Sports. I used to take them for my school,” I tell her. She gave me a small nod before looking at her computer, “we are looking for a soccer photographer. Do you think you can do that?” She asked. I nodded my head, “good, but I want you to go to practice today and take some. When you show me them I'll see if you can join,” she tells me. Crap my camera back at the apartment, “I don't have my camera on me today and I don't live in the dorms. I live about twenty minutes away,” I say.

“You can borrow mine,” one of the guys says. I smiled at him as the girl glared at him, “I know I'll get it back. I'm good friend’s of Harry’s and I know that you are too,” he smiled. He gave me his camera, “thank you,” I tell him. The girl gave me a bit of paper to hand to the football coach to tell him what I was doing there.

I found the football pitch and the players were just coming out of the changing room. Straight away I noticed the boys, but mainly Niall. He looked good in his football training uniform and I started to wonder why I was thinking about him this way. I came out of my thoughts when the boys stood in front of me, “everything alright Buttercup?” Niall asked me. I nodded my head, “I'm here to take pictures of you boys training. I need them to get on the school's newspaper team,” I explained. They all nodded their heads, “just get my good side,” Louis joked.

After I gave the football coach the piece of paper and explained to the team what I was doing there. They started training as I started taking pictures. I tried to take pictures of all the boys equally, but found myself taking more of Niall. He was so focused as he trained. It's like he had to prove himself to someone.

When training was finished Niall come running straight up to me. Everyone else went into the changing rooms, “coach wanted me to give you this. It has all the players’ names and their numbers, so you know who is who,” he tells me as he gave me a piece of paper. I smiled at him, “why don't you join the boys in the changing rooms?” I asked.

“Because I'm going to go to the gym. So I don't need a shower,” he replied. I nodded my head, “why are you going to the gym by yourself?” I wondered. Niall shrugged his shoulders, “well if you came with me. I wouldn't be alone,” he smiled. He placed one of his hands on my hip, “Niall you just trained. Why do you need to go?” I questioned. Niall sighed, “I need to stay on top of my game princess and maybe next season I'll make captain,” he tells me. I had a feeling there was another reason, “go get your stuff, so we can go,” I say.

“So you’re coming with me now?” He wondered. I nodded my head, “but I won't do anything. I don't have a change of clothes,” I tell him. Niall quickly looked around before he kissed me, “thank you,” he whispered against my lips. He ran off and I watched him until he disappeared.

When Niall and I got to the gym there was only two other people there. Niall handed me his bag, “go get changed into my gym clothes and I'll stay in my football gear,” he tells me. I just looked at him, “who said that I wanted to work out?” I questioned. Niall smirked at me, “so do you just want to watch me get all hot and sweaty?” He flirted. I shook my head, “I just watched you train. I don't need to watch you work out,” I say. I turned around to go to the changing rooms, “I'll be back,” I added.

After I just changed into Niall’s shorts I came back out. He was already on the treadmill running quite fast. I dropped his bag next to it as I watched him, “I thought you didn't want to watch me,” he puffed. I shrugged my shoulders, “well I'm actually waiting for you to trip over,” I say. Niall jumped on the sides of the treadmill before he stopped the machine. He looked at me, “now I won't,” he smiled. I shook my head, “so you going to work out or what?” He asked.

“I don't know,” I replied. Niall took a big drink of water from his drink bottle, “you could use the work out,” he says. I acted offended, “are you calling me fat?” I asked. Niall quickly shook his head, “no never,” he reassured me. He got off the treadmill and hugged me, “I was just saying that a work out might do you good,” he tells me. I laughed a little bit, “you not helping the situation. You’re meant to say that a work out make you feel alive,” I smiled.

“A work out make you feel alive,” he repeated. I gave him a small nod, “much better,” I teased. Niall laughed, “get on the treadmill, so I can see what you’re made of,” he tells me. I got on the treadmill and Niall put on a slow speed. He kept turning the speed up until I was running, “I'm so unfit,” I puffed. I felt my legs give way, but I never hit the floor. Niall caught me, “I got you,” he smiled.

“Thank you,” I say as I tried to catch my breath. He put me back down on the floor, “I think I like running when I'm in control,” I added. Niall laughed a little bit, “what else do you wanna do?” I wondered. Niall looked around before he kissed me. I pushed him back, “princess no one here,” he tells me. He kissed me again, “I think we should take this work out somewhere private,” he whispered on my lips. Niall picked up his bag before grabbing my hand.

We went into the disabled shower and Niall locked the door. He threw his bag onto the floor, “I think you’ll like this work out more,” he smirked. He grabbed my hips as he pushed me against the wall. He started kissing down my neck, “no more marks. I have a nice one on my boob from you,” I reminded him.

“And I want to see it,” he tell me. He took my top off before he took my bra off, “this is the only mark I want to see on you,” he whispered. He kissed the mark on my boob, “I could give a matching one on the other side,” he says. I stopped him before he could, “can I give you one?” I asked. Niall stepped back a little, “anywhere you want,” he smiled. I sucked on his neck until I knew I left a good hickey. I pulled back to look at my work, “that's unfair that people get to see mine and I only get to see yours,” he pouted.

“You'll live,” I teased. I kissed him as Niall placed his hands next to my head on each side. I pulled up his t-shirt, “off,” I say into his mouth. He stepped back a little, so I pull his top off. He grabbed my hands and pin them above my head, “I like you like this,” he smiled. He entwined our fingers together, “I think you like it more if I was wearing nothing,” I says. Niall pushed his lower half into mine, “yeah I think we are wearing too much clothes,” he groaned. He let go of my hands to kiss down my chest to the start of my shorts. He pulled them down slowly with my knickers to the floor. I stepped out of them, “I'm really enjoying the view,” he admitted.

“I'll be enjoying it more if you were naked with me,” I tell him. I grabbed the waistband to his shorts and boxers before I pulled them down to his feet. His member was already hard and I couldn't help, but bit my bottom lip. I wrapped my fingers around his member, “princess I'm way to hard for that shit,” Niall moaned. He quickly went into his bag and grabbed out a condom. I took it from him, so I could put it on him. When I was done Niall kissed me, “how do you want it?” He asked.

“How do you want it?” I asked back. Niall nibbled on my bottom lip, “I want you to decide,” he tells me. I wrapped my arms around his neck, “against the wall like we did at that party for New Years Eve,” I say. Niall lifted one of my legs up, so my thigh was against his hip. He slowly enter me before lifting my other leg up. I straight away wrapped my legs around him, “I never get used to this,” he whispered.

“Same,” I whispered back. Niall started thrusting in and out of me slowly. I kept my arms around his neck as I leant my head back into the wall. Niall hid his face between my boobs and he kissed each one of them. I dug my fingers into his shoulders as I tired not to focus on my face. It was hurting, but I was really enjoying Niall in me. He look at me and stopped, “your face is hurting,” he pointed out.

“Yes, but please keep going,” I begged. Niall kissed me lightly before he started thrusting in and out of me again. He dug his fingers into my hips and I focus on how good he was making me feel. He thrusted into me hard and I moaned. I felt myself slipping down the wall, “baby let's change positions,” he groaned. He pulled himself out of me before my feet touched the floor. He turned me around, so my hands and chest touched the cold wall. He entered me from behind as he wrapped his arms around my stomach. He started thrusting in and out of me fast and hard. He kissed up my back before I felt his chest against it. He hid his face into my neck as he kept going. I felt my myself get tighter around him which caused him to moan. Niall just got faster before we came at the same time.

We stayed there catching our breath until Niall decided to pull out of me. I leant against the wall for support still trying to catch my breath. After a little bit Niall wrapped his arms around me again as he kissed my shoulder. I grabbed one of his hands, “you alright?” He asked. I nodded my head, “I don't won't to come down from my high just yet,” I admitted. Niall kissed my neck, “I can make you cum again if you want?” He smirked against my neck.

“Please do,” I begged. Niall moved one of his hands between my legs and started rubbing my clit. I felt my legs wobble, but Niall kept me up with his other arm. He kissed across my back as I felt his member getting hard again on my arse. I moved my hand to wrap my fingers around it before I started pumping him, “I can't believe you're hard again so quickly,” I says. Niall kissed me, “it only happens when I'm with you,” he confessed. I kissed him as I moaned into his mouth, “fuck me again Niall,” I groaned.

“I can't baby. I only had the one condom,” he tells me. I bit my bottom lip as I was thinking about risking it with Niall again. Niall pulled me out of my thoughts when he pulled on my bottom lip with his teeth. He sucked on it, “where not risking it,” he groaned. I turned around to face him as he kept his arm around me, “I want too,” I admitted. Niall was shocked, “get on the floor baby,” I tell him. Niall smirked as he sat down on the floor against the wall. I straddled his thighs, “you sure?” He questioned.

“I'm sure,” I say. Niall grabbed my hips and I positioned myself on the tip of his member. I slowly sat down on him as his member filled me up, “I'm going to pull out when I cum,” he tells me. I nodded my head before I started moving up and down on him. He grabbed my hips tight, so he could thrust a couple times hard in me. I already felt myself close again, “I never want this to stop,” I puffed. Niall kissed across the front of my chest as I think I heard him whisper ‘neither do I’. I ran my fringes down his chest and I left red marks, “I'm starting to think you like scratching me,” he smiled.

“I'm starting to think that too,” I groaned. I kissed him, “how close are you,” I wondered. Niall kissed me lightly, “not as close as you,” he says. He wrapped his arms around me before moving me to the floor. He managed to do it with out pulling out of me. He kept his arms around me, so I was against him. He started moving in and out of me fast and hard. I hid my face into his neck as I came nearly screaming his name. He gave me a couple of hard thrust before he pulled out of me. He sat up and started pumping his member fast, “can I?” He questioned. I nodded my head as he bit his lip. He came all over my stomach and let out a deep moan.

When Niall came down from his high he looked down at my stomach. He smirked big before rubbing his hands up and down on my stomach. He rubbed his cum over my boobs, “now this is a sight to see,” he whispered. He leant down and kissed me, “can I have a picture? I'll leave your face out,” he wondered. I bit my lip as I thought about it. I know Niall is no Max and Max took those pictures without asking me, “why?” I questioned.

“So I have something to masturbate over later,” he smiled. I nodded my head before I moved my arms over my face. I heard Niall get his phone out from his bag, “thank you princess,” he says. He moved my arms before he kissed me. That's twice today I let Niall take a picture of me naked. I will admit that my fears about Max and my other pictures were in my head. I sat up with Niall help, “Niall please don't use them against me,” I tell him.

“Of course not baby. They're for my personal use only. I never use them against you,” Niall reassured me. He kissed me, “thanks,” I smiled. I knew Niall was telling the truth, “how about we have a shower and then go get something to eat?” He suggested. I nodded my head as Niall stood up. Niall helped me up and wrapped his arms around me, “you know those people that take pictures of girls and then use them against them. Need to be shot. How can someone do that? When the girl trust them,” Niall tells me. I nodded my head, “I hope no one does it to you or I will kill them,” he added.

When we in the shower Niall held me close to him as I kept thinking about Max and my pictures. Maybe I should tell Niall about him and what he really does to me, but before I knew it we finished our shower. We got dressed and was heading out the door of the gym. Niall wrapped an arm around me, “what are you thinking about?” He asked me.

“Nothing,” I lied. Niall stopped which made me stop, “you sure, cause your makeup washed off and I can see the bruises on you face. Which makes me think your thinking about something. Is it the pictures I took? I can delete them,” Niall wondered. I shook my head, “it's just been a long day,” I tell him. He looked around before kissing me lightly, “well do you want to go home and get something to eat there?” He asked. I nodded my head, “we could watch a movie,” I suggested. Niall nodded his head, “do you want me to say over tonight?” He wondered. I looked down wanting to tell him yes, “ok I stay tonight. I just stop by the frat house to grab my stuff for tomorrow,” he tells me.

We got back to the apartment after Niall grabbed some clothes and his school stuff. Everyone was still up part from Perrie and in the lounge room. Harry was there too, “what you doing here Harry?” Niall wondered. Harry looked at him, “I could ask you the same, but Perrie staying with Zayn tonight. So Lou said I crash with him,” Harry smiled. Niall nodded his head slowly, “so what you doing here?” Harry questioned.

“Crashing the night with Buttercup,” he replied. I walked into the kitchen, “dinner in the oven and yes there a plate for you Niall,” Sophia tells us. I grabbed the plates out of the oven to see that it was steak and baked potatoes, “thank you!” I yelled. They were still warm, so I put them down on the dining room table. Niall grabbed out knifes and forks as I went back into the kitchen to grab us a drink. I got out beer for Niall and a can of coke for me. When I put the beer in front of Niall he looked at me funny, “if I have that I definitely can't go to the frat house tonight,” he pointed out. He picked up the beer, “I know,” I smiled. He kissed my nose before having a drink of his beer.

After we finished eating Niall helped me clean the kitchen, “is Niall cleaning up?” Harry joked. Everyone was looking at us, “it's call loading the dishwasher,” Niall tells him. Harry laughed, “well you don't do it at the frat house,” Harry says. Niall rolled his eyes, “cause theirs about thirty people live there and theirs only six here,” Niall pointed out.

“Or it cause Claire doing it,” Harry teased. Niall stuck up his rude finger at him, “behave Niall,” I tell him. Niall looked at me, “but Harry started it,” he pouted. I put his face between my hands, “and I'm finishing it,” I say. Niall smiled as he leaned in to kiss me, “get a room you two,” Louis whined. I stuck up my rude finger at him as Niall kept kissing me. Niall moved back when something hit him. We looked down at the floor to see was a condom, “practice safe sex,” Liam smiled. Niall picked it up and threw it back at him, “I have my own,” Niall tells him.

“With you?” Liam questioned. Niall nodded his head and I shook mine, “really?” I wondered. Niall smirked at me, “yep, but I'm going to leave them here,” he tells me. I laughed a little bit, “stops you using mine,” Louis says. I laughed a bit harder, “not like you are using them anyway. The box wasn't even open,” Niall teased. I shook my head since Niall was trying to rev Louis up, “I get some,” Louis snapped.

“With who?” Liam asked. I looked at Niall and he was smiling big, “yeah who? I've never seen you come home with anyone and at parties you crash with Harry,” Sophia remembered. I put my hand on Niall's back, “you want them to come out. Don't you?” I whispered in his ear. Niall nodded his head, “well since everyone knows about us. I think everyone should know about them,” he whispered back. I kissed his cheek, “no answer Lou?” Niall questioned.

“Shut up Niall!” Louis yelled. Sophia and Liam were confused, “does Niall know something we don't?” Liam wondered. I pulled on Niall's top, “Niall stop,” I tell him. Niall sighed as he nodded his head, “just remember that you hand don't count as getting laid,” Niall joked. Harry laughed a little bit as Louis pushed him. I noticed Sophia eyes go wide before she looked at me. She quickly got up and grabbed me.

We went into her room, “Lou and Harry together?” She questioned. I didn't say anything, “just give me a nod if I'm right,” she tells me. I gave her a small nod, “how long?” She asked. I smiled, “since Niall's seventeenth birthday party,” I replied. Sophia got excited, “I knew it. Why else would Louis share a room with him when he stays over? And I swear I heard moaning one time,” Sophia rambled. I laughed a little bit, “but how do you know?” She wondered.

“Niall told me at the night we went to the carnival. He said he caught Harry sucking off Louis. So I asked Louis about it and he told me that they are together. They just worry what people think about them,” I explained. Sophia nodded her head, “but we love them no matter what,” she says. I nodded my head, “it's just other people might not,” I tell her.

We went back out to the boys in the lounge room. Niall was sitting down on one of the armchairs, “what we watching?” Sophia asked. I noticed that Harry and Louis were stretched out on the lounge, “haven't decided yet,” Liam replied. Sophia sat on Liam's lap on the other armchair, “how about we watch White Chicks?” Sophia suggested. Everyone agreed, so I put the movie in. Niall looked at me with his arms open, “you go nowhere else to sit princess,” he smiled. I walked over to him, “but I'm going to crush you,” I tell him. Niall pulled me to sit on his lap, “you will never crush me,” he says. I moved so my arse was between his legs as my legs dangled over the arm. I leaned into him before he wrapped his arms around me tight. He kissed the top of my head, “comfy?” I asked him. He nodded his head, “now if we had a blanket. I could do something to you,” he whispered in my ear. I slap him in the chest, “you know you want me too,” he smirked. I shook my head, “my pants are too tight,” I whispered back. Niall raised an eyebrow, “just watch the movie,” I tell him.

Halfway through the movie Sophia and Liam decided to go to bed. Harry and Louis looked at me and Niall, “what the fuck do you think you were doing before Horan?” Louis snapped at him. Niall shrugged his shoulders, “well me and Buttercup are not a secret anymore. Why should you be?” Niall questioned. Louis glared at him, “you two are still a secret with everyone else,” Harry pointed out.

“Yeah not with our friends. Who love us no matter what,” I tell them. Louis looked over my face, “you told Soph,” he says. I shook my head, “she already knew. She loves you guys no matter what,” I smiled. Louis looked at Harry, “you really shouldn't be complaining. The one thing you said that you wanted to do this year was to come out,” Niall reminded them. Harry nodded his head, “his right. There meant to be our friends. It just a small step to a bigger step later on,” Harry says. He kissed Louis, “maybe we should tell them,” Harry added.

“In the morning. They're probably having sex right now,” Louis smiled. Louis cuddled into Harry, “what's the time?” I asked. Niall checked his phone, “about eight thirty,” he tells me. I cuddled more into Niall, “we got history and creative writing tomorrow after morning lessons,” he added. He kissed the top of my head before we went back to watching the movie.

When the movie was finished. We all decided to get changed for bed before watching another one. I simply got dressed in a black tank top and loose grey boxer shorts with a lace trim. Niall just changed into blue track pants after he took his boxers off. Niall grabbed the blanket off my bed before we went back out to the lounge room.

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Louis and Harry where under a blanket already back in the lounge when we came in. Niall pulled me on to the armchair before I could sit down on the other armchair. I sat between his legs again, “why don't you sit on my lap?” He wondered. Niall put the blanket over us, “cause you have really skinny legs and I would break them in half. You need to put on some weight,” I teased. Niall bit my shoulder, “I'm trying to,” he pouted. He kissed me, “and you’re not fat,” he added.

“So what are we watching?” I asked. Niall dug his fingers into my hip, “Ant-Man,” Louis smiled. I shook my head, “what you wanna watch porn?” Harry joked. I shook my head again, “why would I want to watch that?” I questioned. Harry just smirked at me as he nodded his towards Niall. I rolled my eyes, “I don't need porn for that,” I tell him. Harry laughed, “shh the movie starting,” Louis says.

“Clearly Louis likes to watch men in tight suits. Then watch two men go at it,” Niall smiled. I shook my head before I leant it against Niall shoulder, “just shut up and watch the movie,” Louis tells him. Niall wrapped his arms around me tight, “no. I'll make as much noise as I want,” Niall says. Niall started saying random things until Louis stood up. The blanket fell from him to reveal Louis was just wearing boxers, “is that a semi Lou?” Niall questioned. I quickly looked down to see Louis had a semi hard on. He covered himself quickly, “now I get why Harry wanted to watch porn,” Niall smirked.

“Shut up Niall,” Louis growled. Niall laughed a little bit, “Buttercup they were going to do what I suggested before,” Niall tells me. I looked at Harry and Louis, “you guys were going to wank each other off under the blanket?” I wondered. Harry nodded his head, “I'm comfortable with guys, but not that comfortable,” I say. Niall laughed harder, “baby the whole point is that we don't know what they're doing,” Niall tells me. I felt Niall hand on my inner thigh, “let's back up and ignore that my man has a semi. You were going to finger Claire before?” Harry asked.

“Maybe, but she said her pants were to tight,” Niall replied. Niall moved his hand up my thigh so it was between my legs under my boxers, “well we're going to bed, so I can fuck Harry,” Louis tells us. He pulled Harry up off the lounge to revile that he was wearing nothing, “Harry we all sit on there,” I whined. Louis started pulling Harry out of the room, “Soph and Liam done worse on there,” Harry smiled before Louis pulled him out of the room completely.

“Thank fuck there gone,” Niall says. Niall started rubbing me between my legs, “Niall what are you doing?” I groaned. Niall kept rubbing me, “something I wanted to do before,” he smirked. I grabbed his hand to stop him, “Niall we can't here,” I say. Niall kissed me, “no one here,” he pointed out. I slowly let go his hand, “we won't go to far out here,” he reassured me. He put his hand back between my legs before moving his fingers under my knickers. He slowly rubbed my clit, “fuck Niall,” I whispered.

“That's it baby,” he says. He got faster with my clit, “just remember to be quite,” he added. I hid my face into his neck, but pulled back quickly when I hurt my face. Niall stopped what he was doing, “you alright baby?” He questioned. I shook my head, so Niall kissed me, “you wanna keep going?” He wondered. I shook my head again and Niall pulled his hand out of my knickers. He looked at my face closely, “maybe we should get some ice on your cheeks,” he says. When he stood up he picked me up. He kissed me as he put me back down on the armchair, “just stay here please,” he says.

When Niall was gone I tried to watch the movie, so I didn't focus on my face. When Niall came back he had an ice pack in his hands. He sat on the edge of the armchair, “it's going to be cold and hurt a little bit,” he tells me. He gently put the ice pack to one of my cheeks and I hissed at the pain, “it be alright,” he cooed. I dug my fingers into my thighs, “hey just a little bit longer,” Niall continued. I felt tears in my eyes, “hey don't cry,” he says. He kissed me, “better?” He asked against my lips.

“No,” I mumbled. Niall looked lost as he looked down. All of a sudden he started singing a song I haven't heard before, “There’s a lightning in your eyes I can't deny. Then there’s me inside a sinking boat running out of time. Without you I'll never make it out alive. But I know yes I know we’ll be alright,” he sang softly. I just watched him as he kept singing. He slowly moved the ice pack to my other cheek and I hissed again, “just pay attention to my voice,” he tells me. He kept singing the song, “There’s a future in my life I can't foresee. Unless of course I stay on course and keep you next to me. There will always be the kind that criticize. But I know yes I know we'll be alright,” he sang.

After he finished singing he removed the ice pack from my face, “all done,” he smiled. I kissed him, “how about we go to bed?” He suggested. I nodded my head and Niall picked me up, “put me down before you hurt yourself,” I say. Niall shook his head, “would you stop. You not heavy for me,” he tells me. He kissed my forehead as he opened my bedroom door. He put me down on my bed, “stay here while I turn everything off,” he ordered.

“Fine,” I smiled. As soon as he left my room I turned my lamp on and got comfy on my bed. I got my phone out to see I had one message from Max. It all it said that I should see him soon or else. I deleted the message before I put my phone on charge. Niall came back in my room with my blanket, “before you sit down. Can I have my computer?” I asked. Niall threw the blanket on the bed, “why do you want your computer?” He questioned.

“Cause I got to go through the pictures I took today,” I replied. Niall shook his head, “you can do that tomorrow morning,” he tells me. He shut my door as I pouted, “don't pout. You been trough a lot today. You need a good night’s sleep,” he added. He got into bed next to me and looked at my thighs. I had marks on them when I dug my fingers into them. He ran his fingers over the marks, “I hate to see your beautiful body with marks like this,” he whispered. He leaned down to kiss every single mark, “next time mark my body,” he says.

“No,” I tell him. Niall looked at me, “you already have so many scars that you don't need anymore,” I added. Niall kissed me, “and you don't need to start,” he whispered on my lips. I kissed him before I kissed the scar on his chest, “Buttercup you know my rules about them,” Niall reminded me. I looked at him, “a lot had happened in a year,” I sighed. Niall kissed my forehead, “let's get to bed,” he says as he turned the light off. I laid down facing away from him as he pulled the blanket over us. He wrapped his arm around me, “I don't like it when you face away,” he admitted.

“I don't like my face right now,” I tell him. Niall moved to the other side of the bed, so I would face him, “I don't care. I still think your beautiful,” he smiled. I moved my head under his chin as he rubbed my back. Niall kissed the top of my head, “Buttercup why won't you talk about what happened to your face?” Niall wondered.

“Why won't you talk about your scars?” I asked. Maybe if I told Niall the truth about Max. He might tell me about his scars, “cause it's in the past,” he replied. I kissed his neck, “so is my face,” I tell him. I kissed his neck again, “so you won't tell me stuff, cause I won't tell you stuff,” he says. I nodded my head, “I can't pour my heart when you won't,” I tell him. Niall sighed as he kissed the top of my head, “well we better get to sleep,” he mumbled. I knew I slightly made Niall mad, but he makes me mad too. I just want him to tell me what happened to him. Niall kissed the top of my head again, “baby I want to tell you everything, but I can't. I'll just get angry at you when I don't want to. We're getting along and I don't want to ruin that,” he confessed.

“Maybe that's what you need,” I whispered. Niall ran his fingers down my arm to my hand. He grabbed it, “I don't want to lose you again,” he says. He pushed his hand against his chest and his heart was beating fast, “but maybe one day I'll tell you,” he added. I looked at him and kissed him, “I'll be waiting,” I promised.

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