Really Dirty Imagiens

Niall. Horan. He’s the boy in school that every girl drools over except you. You can’t stand him. You absolutely hate him. He thinks he can just treat girls so terribly like they have no feelings. He thinks he can get whatever or whoever he wants. Your a senior in high school and Niall is in all of your classes so you never get a break of him and that stupid loud laugh of his. One day in your calculus class, you guys got new assigned seats and guess who you get to sit by..of courseyou think. The first thing he does when you sit down is hit on you and it makes you wanna puke. “Hey babe you look good in those shorts.” “My name’s Eleanor thank you.” “Someone’s a little bitchy today huh? What do ya say I take you home after class and make you feel all better.” “Ew never. I don’t even wanna sit by you or talk to you so I’m pretty sure I don’t wanna have sex with you why don’t you ask one of your sluts?” “Because my sluts aren’t you.” he said with a smirk on his face. “Shut up.” Then the bell rang and you went to your locker to get your books for your Anatomy class. When you shut your locker door Niall is leaning up against the locker next to yours just staring at you. “Umm can I help you?” “Yeah how bout you gimme your number?” he says with a wink. “How bout you walk away?” you say anger stirring in you. You start to walk away and Niall runs up to you. “Hey hey hey listen I’m sorry I was being rude how about we go get a coffee after school I really just want to talk to you. It’s on me.” “Uh I don’t know I have this exam to study for and I really just don’t have time.” “Please Eleanor only for a while..” “Okay I guess so but this isn.’t going to change my mind about you.” “Okay I’ll meet you at your locker at the end of the day.” Then Niall walked away smiling like he thought he was going to score for another whore but you knew you wouldn’t dare. He walked off with a bunch of his friends who were only probably his friends because they were afraid of him. Everyone seemed to be afraid of Niall because he could be real mean. The bell rang and you head to your class and take your seat. Niall sits across the room from you so at least you don’t have to sit by him. You take your seat and begin reading chapter 7.You glance up from your book and see Niall just starring at you. You give him a weird look and continue reading. At the end of the day you go to your locker and sure enough there he was leaning up against a locker next to yours. You get your bag out of your locker not even saying a word to him and you follow him to his car. You get in the car and he starts driving. He starts to rb his hand up your thigh. You instantly take it off and he just puts it right back on and goes further up. You don’t feel like fighting with him so you just let him rub your thigh. You and Niall live far away from each other so if he were to take you to his house he’d have to take you home too but if he were to take you to the cafe you could just walk home due to the fact you left your car in the school parking lot. You guys drive for what seems like hours until he turns into a driveway to a house, “This doesn’t look like a cafe.” he doesn’t answer but just gets out, opens your door, and take your hand as he walks to his house door. You didn’t even fight him to let go of your hand because he was way too strong. “Do ya want anything to drink?” “Yeah, I’d like a coffee from the cafe shop.” “Don’t be such a bitch. Do you know how many girls would die to be here right now.?” “Then why didn’t you ask one of them.” “Because all I want is you.” “I bet you’ve said that about a thousand times before.” He didn’t reply but just simpliy starred in your eyes and you began to notice his beautiful blue orbs. Stop Eleanor you can’t fall for him. He only brought me here to have sex nothing else. He’s a jerk, you thought. Niall began to lean in closer to you starring at you from your lips to your eyes back down to your lips. He began to lean in and so did you. It was like he was hypnotizing you. He then kissed you and he just left his lips hoovering over yours, his warm breath pushing on your lips making you turned on and all you could do was stare into his eyes like they were magnets.Were you falling for him? Were you just going to play him like he played all those other girls? Were you gonna have sex with him…?You were just standing there starstruck unable to think of what to do next. Niall just kept staring at you, and it made you start liking him or a second. You brushed that thought off though because you knew who he really was. A sex addict. He didn’t have any feelings or any care in the world. You had a plan stirring in you. You were going to get revenge on him. You were going to make HIM fall for YOU not the other way around. In order to do this you had to act like you wanted him just as much as he wanted you. You guys didn’t do anything today but just watched a movie some scary one but you weren’t afraid of those. You only laughed at the scary parts which probably made Niall mad because he had a plan to cuddle with you and then have sex with you. You weren’t going to let him have you that easy. “Why do you keep laughing?” Niall questioned. “Because I just don’t get scared ahaaha.” You said continuing to laugh. He just rolled his eyes and looked at the time. 11:00pm. “Oh shit, we better get you home.” You guys drove to your house and once you got inside you went straight to your room and started thinking of things to hurt Niall. You planned to start wearing more revealing things to get him more attracted to you and it started to work. Everywhere you went he would always find you and wrap his arm around you pulling you close to him as he could. “Eleanor!” “Yeah?” “Let’s uh hangout tonight” he asked as if he were nervous. Niall Horan never gets nervous and that’s when you knew he was hooked on you. “Uh yanno what I um…sure.” “Really?” He looked up at you shocked. “Sure why not I have nothing else to do.” This was just all apart of your plan and you couldn’t wait to get to his because you want what he wanted before. Sex. You arrived at his house. He was wasn’t wearing a shirt just a pair of sweatpants. He must of just gotten out of the shower because his hair was went and his chest was too. This started to turn you on. You couldn’t act like you were though you didn’t want him to think he was going to get it in the first second you walked in the door. “So, what did you wanna do?” you asked. “Let’s go to the lake house.” The lake house was where EVERYONE had sex and you knew that’s why he wanted to go. You just played along though. You wanted to have sex with him just as much as he did. Although you hated his guts you wanted to hurt him. If you were going to have sex with him, you weren’t just going to have sex with just him, you were going to have several others too. He put on a tank top and put on a zip up jacket. You guys arrived at the lake house and he took you out by the lake and you two sat next to eachother. He had his arm around your waist and you guys were just sitting on the hill. “Have you ever went skinny dipping?” you asked him. “Hahha no. You wanna try?” You didn’t even hesitate you knew you could use this against him some how. You both started stripping and you got to see his huge cock. It was bigger than you imagined. Hell it was bigger than what everyone had said. He saw your chest and you caught him staring at you before chasing after you. You both ran after eachother in the nude towards the lake. You were laughing so hard. It was actually quite fun. Niall entered the water. “Damn it’s cold. C’mon baby what are ya waiting for?” he said. You put your foot in and shook your head. “There’s no way I’m getting in that. It’s freezing!” He came closer to you and you knew exactly what he was going to do. “No Niall no don’t, don’t!!” You yelled, laughing and running away from him. He was too fast though, he caught up to you in the matter of seconds. He picked you up and threw you over his shoulder. He began slapping your ass on the way down to the lake. You were having so much fun you couldn’t stop laughing and for once you finally could get your mind off of hating him. Reality finally hit you when you were suddenly frozen. The jackass had thrown you into the water and pushed your head down in a playing manner so that you stayed under water for a little bit. When he let you come back up you slapped his arm pushing him. He came closer to you wrapping both arms around you. “You look 10x prettier when your wet.” He said smirking. “Do I?” He leaned in and started kissing you. He licked your bottom lip for entrance and you let him in. You could feel his warm tongue in the back of your throat and it actually felt nice. Your tongues were battling for dominance and you won. You knew he was going to punish you for that. “Let’s go inside babe.” He picked you up, you had your legs wrapped around his waist, your hands were hugging his back and your head was resting on his shoulder. He carried you all the way into the lake house by the fire. He laid down a blanket, laying you on it, and then started a fire. He got on top of you and roamed his hands from your chest down to your pussy and back up. The feeling of his hands on you made you arch for more. He went down a little further and started rubbing your clit waiting for a response from you. You started moaning his name. “Mm Nialll”. He stuck two fingers inside of you pumping them fast. He went down and licked the juices that would spill out of you here and there. When he felt that you were about to come he stuck his huge cock into you. He started out fast an hard. You threw your head back from the pleasure he was giving you. He kept pumping in and out of you making you moan louder than ever. His hand was still rubbing your clit making you wild. He started kissing your neck, trying to make you come. You felt that he was going to cum before you so you pushed him down and started sucking his dick rough. You were licking the sides of his dick pumping your head up and down. You looked up at him, his eyes were shut tight and his head was thrown back. You felt him twitch in your mouth and then he came. You swallowed all of him. He then hurriedly flipped you over and fucked you senseless. It wasn’t too long until you were cumming. When he was finished he laid beside you stroking your hair. For a few seconds it seemed as if he wasn’t such a bad guy after all. Until he got up and walked outside. You thought he was bringing back your clothes but turns out he only got his. You were still sitting on the blanket when you heard his car engine start and then slowly get muffled. “That dick better not have took my clothes.” You dashed outside to where you guys were before and sure enough your clothes weren’t there. “This is fucking great.” You went back upstairs and ran to the bedroom searching for something to cover you. Luckily in the drawers there was a pair of sweatpants and you found a sports bra. Wearing these clothes was absolutely disgusting to you but you needed to get back to Niall’s house to get your clothes and your phone.

So there you were in a sports bra and sweat pants that weren’t even yours, they were probably some sluts that forgot them as she left after a one night stand, but that was all you had because the douche bag Niall Horan took your clothes. For a second you thought he was different but there you are, wrong, again. You were walking on a dirt road towards who knows where hoping to figure out where you were going. It wasn’t long until you were on Niall’s road and headed towards his house. You were pissed and you just wanted to punch him. Not to mention you were cold as well. It started to turn dark and you were hoping you’d get to Niall’s before it was completely dark.

(Niall’s POV)

Yeah, I know I’m a dick but hey if I didn’t take her clothes and her phone what fun would I be having? I need a little fun too. She hasn’t come to my house yet and I don’t even know if she’s half way here. I left her there. Naked. But don’t worry that’s not all I have in mind for her. My parents will be gone for the week and I’m going to have her in the palms of my hands. Literally. When she walks through that door she’s gonna be pissed, and I know that. With just a little bit of my Irish touch though she’ll be waking up in my bed tomorrow morning.

(Your Pov)

Here it is. I walk up the drive way and onto his porch. I litterally bang my fist so hard into his front door that I probably could’ve broken it. I could hear someone, probably Niall trembling down the steps. He answered the door shirtless in only sweatpants. “Calm down killer you about broke my door.” “Fuck you Niall. Where the hell are my clothes?” “That’s the fun part. You have to find them. They are somewhere in this house.” “Niall, I don’t have time for your fucking games. C’mon, where are they?” “Guess you’re gonna have to start searching now aren’t ya? Oh and I love what your wearing now. That bra really squeezes your boobs nicely.” he said winking. “Shut up.”

  I started searching through his house and I had no clue where to look. His house was already huge enough and it was late by now and I just wanted to go home. I don’t know where he went he must’ve went up stairs. Maybe that’s where I should go. I walked up the stairs towards the room that said “Niall” on the sign. I walk right in and there he was lying on the bed, naked and wanking to a picture of…me. “Ahh gross what are you doing?” “You know you want to join.” “Looks like I already have.” I said pointing to the picture he had. He justed moved his hand faster and faster on his dick. “Ahh fuckk Eleanorrr.” He came all over his hand and I just wanted to go and lick it up. He was turning me on and I think he knew it. After his breath had slown down he came towards me. He cupped my face with his hands and pressed his lips on mine roughly. I didn’t even stop him. I didn’t want to. He licked my bottom lip begging for entrance. I pulled away from him smirking and smacked him straight across the face. He held his hand onto his now forming red cheek. He stared at me and I said “Fuck you.” I then grabbed my clothes and phone from his bed side table and I walked outside to my car.

(Narrator’s Pov)

You went in your car and drove home. You took a shower and went straight to bed. You don’t want to be part of some game of his. You were hoping that as he sat on that bed of his he would think of everything that happened between you too. You also hoped that you would be able to stay away from him for a while so that way he’d miss you more and get attached to you, hopefully.

(Niall’s Pov)

I can’t believe that bitch slapped me, and to think I got a boner over her. I still want her. I want to take every inch of her into something more. I want to fuck her senseless and I don’t want any other slut. I don’t know if I want this or more. If I did I wouldn’t tell her though. She’s supposed to fall for me. I’m not supposed to be falling for her. Should I call her? No, that’d make me look stupid. I’m going to call her.

“Hello?”

“Eleanor?”

Niall ‘s Pov

“Why are you calling me? I don’t want to talk to you. Didn’t you get that when I slapped you?”

“Eleanor please just listen to me. I’m sorry for leaving you there. It was a dick move and I shouldn’t have done it.”

“Well hell that just makes everything better Ni. Ha ha Fuck you!”

And then she hung up. We have school tomorrow which means I’m going to have to see her in like every class. I’m going to have to see everything of her, her nice ass, her tan legs, her sexy body, her boobs, just all of her.I’m not sure if I’m going to be able to look at her and not want to be able to rip all of her clothes off. I need to stop thinking about her. I need to get my mind off of her and my parents aren’t home which means I have the whole house to myself. This is a perfect time to call a slut. I always just call a girl, doesn’t matter who, they just stop what they’re doing in come to me. I’m like a sex God. No lie. I can make all the girls scream. But the only girl I wanted to fuck wants me to fuck off.

I ended up calling a girl, fucking her, and then made her leave. I didn’t enjoy it to much I just needed to get off. She wasn’t much help. She didn’t moan like Eleanor does. She moaned too loud and didn’t say my name enough. Anyway, I’m going to this party at some frat house tomorrow night and I’m sure Eleanor will be there. I hope she doesn’t get with anyone else. I wouldn’t know what to do. I’d be pissed that it wasn’t me that’s for sure but I’d probably want to fuck up the guiy who got her.

The next morning I went and took a shower, got ready for the day, and headed to school. I tried to avoid Eleanor as much as I could but it felt as though she was everywhere. I don’t know what I want to make her think. I don’t know if I want her mad or sad or what. But if I’m not the one fucking her then I sure the hell don’t want her happy. I only had sex with her once. But it was the best sex I ever had and I fucked it all up. Now, I think I might be obsessed with it. I just keep thinking about how my hands roamed her tits on that cabin floor and my dick going in and out of her tight fucking pussy. She knew how to have sex like no other but she’s smart and very independent. So I doubt if she would’ve even fell for me anyway.

Later on school ends and I head back home. I get ready for the party tonight, drowning two beers so I’m not too nervous and not completely sober. I can’t wait for this, not for the party but just to see her body. I want to know what she’s gonna wear and how it’ll look around her curves and if her cleavage will be out and sexier than ever.

I was right, she was there and she was sexier than ever. She wore a tight red dress probably fighting every curve on her body. Her tan legs looked so smooth and she was wearing black heels. Her cleavage was better than I imaged and I just wanted to shove my face into them and suck the crap out of ‘em. She was dancing with some guy. Not really dancing I guess, more like grinding. She was grinding her perfect ass into some random horny guy’s cock. I realize now that could be me if I wouldn’t have left her that night. I could be having my second round of sex with her tonight, but no. I have to sit here and watch her. I have to admit I’m getting jealous. Everything in me is stirring and I don’t know what to do. My mind’s racing and I started walking over to her. “Babe, what are you doing get off my girl.” I lied. I couldn’t watch them anymore. She glanced up at me smirking and said “Enjoying the show?” I just stared at her, pissed. “Get off of her!” I said pushing him off. “Whoa dude I’m sorry man.” he said backing up a bit. “Niall, what the fuck are you doing. I’m not you’re girl.” That guy looked at me and I gave him back an evil glare. “Well, what are you doing?” She said again. “I’m saving you from hooking up with this pussy.” I spat the last bit. “Saving me? Leave me alone. There is nothing between us so you don’t have to worry about me.” She crossed her arms. “But there could be something between us.” I said moving closer to her putting my arms around her waist, pushing her up against me. She pushed me off slightly and said “You’ve ruined that.” She moved closer to my ear and whispered “But I think you’re jealous.” I just looked at her. I didn’t know what to say, because I am. I tried putting my hands on her again. “If you wanna get with me you’re gonna have to start back from the beginning and stop being such a dick.” I clenched my fist. Speechless that she even said that. The guy moved to her wrapping his arms around her waist from behind. I took a step back and she turned around They started making out, and then he led her out of the house. I am difinetly jealous. Because that should be me. I’m more than jealous though, I’m pissed.

I slept with someone last night believe me, it wasn’t as good as Niall but it was part of my plan. I want Niall to see me with other people. I want him to know that I don’t give a shit about him. I’m going to another party tonight and I’m sure he’ll be there. I want him to be there though, I want him to see me in my new black dress and heels. I want him to get jealous like he did last time. The feeling of someone getting jealous over you is just an amazing feeling. I’m not sure if he was jealous though but from what I saw I think he was. He looked starstruck, he was just standing there with a beer in his hand watching my every move even as I left. I know he wants me but he fucked that up not me. I’m starting to think that I like him too, not like-like him more like sex-like him. I know that may make me a whore but hey if you had a sexy muscular Irish guy going after you would you do the same? Maybe not but I’m hoping this leads to some type of rough sex or something like in the movies.

Later on that night I got ready for the party dressing in a tight black dress and heels. I think the dress might even be a size too small because it’s squeezing my boobs to the point where they aren’t even half way in the dress, but it looks hot and that’s what I want. I was right Niall was there and like last time he was staring at me, watching me as I grind my ass into some other guy’s cock again going from one guy to another. I know my mom would be disappointed in me if she knew what I was doing now, but I don’t care. The guy pressed me up against him, pressing me closer and tighter on his cock. He leaned in and whispered “This is what you did to me.” All I did was smirk, feeling hot that I could do something like that to more than 1 guy. Niall went off and started talking to some girl probably getting tired of me doing this so I decided to change it up a bit. The guy told me his name was Ryan but I didn’t really care. He turned me around and we started making out. My tongue was sliding on his and I could taste the alcohol bitter on my tongue.

Niall glanced over at me, it’s as if I could feel his eyes on me and the next thing I know Niall is dragging me out of the party by my arm and throwing me into the back of his car. We drove for sometimes but I don’t know where we went because he tied my hands and covered my mouth probably so I wouldn’t try and leave or scream at him. We pulled up to a drive way and I figured out where we were. His house. I remember him telling me earlier that week that his parents weren’t home. He turned off the car and walked over to my side uncovering my eyes but keeping my hands tied. “You wanna act like a slut huh? Well I’m gonna treat you like the little slut you are.” He grabbed his nuts and said “You see this you make me so hard every night and you don’t even pay attention to me, but tonight you will, after tonight you’re going to be begging for it.” He grabbed me buy my hair and started pulling me to his door. I stumbled a little almost falling but he pulled me up. It did hurt though, the way he was pulling my hair, controlling me, but I loved every damn second of it. I love rough sex, it makes me so wet and so horny, and it feels so damn good.

I knew I was in for it tonight. He dragged me up the stairs, still pulling my hair. I could see his bulge through his pants. He was so big and he was definitely the best I’ve ever had. He threw me on the bed and cupped my face with his hands kissing me hard and rough. He slipped his tongue into me pushing, what it felt like, half way down my throat. He unzipped my dress throwing it across the room. I wasn’t wearing any panties or even a bra and he moaned when he found this out. He pressed one hand on my stomach pressing me down onto the bed as he used his other hand to take off his shirt. I was completely naked and he only had his shirt off. I was growing impatient of his foreplay so I started lining the skin above his pants line but he swatted my hand away. “No yet ya little whore. I make the rules.” He kissed my lips once more and then headed down to my area.

He slid his finger from my clit to the my center, ignoring it and sliding two fingers back up, making me whimper. He paced his tongue on my clit swirling it, making figure eight’s as he stuck not two but three fingers into me making me arch my back slightly. With his other hand he pressed me down again making me suffer. He pushed his fingers in and out of me, curling them making my walls tighten around them. He started going faster and faster, moving his tongue faster as well. When he felt my orgasm coming he quickly replaced his fingers with his tongue, eating me out. “Fuck Niall ah god fuck yes right there.” I came all over his tongue and he roughly licked the extra juices. He pulled my up, replacing my spot on the bed with his body. He placed his hands behind his head. I placed one knee on the side of his boy and the other on his other side, straddling him. I went down to his cock, ass in the air and his hands connected to my ass immediately, squezzing them and slapping them a bit. I licked from his balls to the tip of his cocking, licking away the precum. I began swirling your tongue around his tip over and over again, making him impatient. “Suck me dammit.” I didn’t hesitate, taking all of him in my mouth, sucking as hard as I could, bobbing my head up and down him. I didn’t take my eyes off of his as he watched me swiftly work my tongue around him. His head began to tilt back as his dick began twitching inside of my mouth. “Shit fuck Eleanor.” He twitched again, spilling all of his juices into my mouth as I swallowed every drop. He pulled out of my mouth and I licked my lips. “Good girl.” I then kissed him and he forcefully turned me over kissing me roughly. “I’m gonna make you feel so good.” He whispered in my ear. He then slammed into me. Holding both hands above me head with one of his hands as the other was placed on my hip. He slammed in and out of me, not slowing down, only going faster and harder then ever. I was in pure ecstasy, moaning his name loud. “Niallll ah fuck.” “You like that huh? You little whore. You like when my dick’s inside of you don’t you huh? No one can make you feel this good but me.” “Niallllll mmm fuck.” He took his hand off of my hands and started rubbing my clit, making me closer to the edge. My legs started shaking and I threw my head back. “Niallll” “That’s right scream my name you slut.” “NIALLLLL.” I came on his dick and the tightening of my walls sent him over the edge as well. I watched as pure pleasure took over him and he threw his head back opening his mouth slightly. It was really hot. He landed on top of me, rolling us both over so I was on top of him. He started stroking my hair and kissed the top of my head. I was confused as to what he was doing. He never stayed after sex. He usually ditched. But then I thought this is his home not mine. He just stayed there holding me and he fell asleep. I didn’t know whether to get up and leave or stay. I do want this to be a little more though. I don’t know about relationship boyfriend girlfriend type deal but sex buddies maybe. Maybe I’m just afraid to fall in love with someone I thought I hated. I don’t know but I think I’m going to stay…

Niall’s Pov

I fucked her, I fucked her like I wanted to. I fucked her and she didn’t even refuse. She wants me and I know she does, I think I might want her a little more than I thought I did.

I woke up in my bed after that amazing night, but she wasn’t there. I started to smell bacon and I figured out where she was. I was glad she didn’t leave but I knew she wouldn’t of left. I didn’t throw on any boxers, just a pair of sweatpants and then I headed down stairs. She was flipping bacon. Her hair was up in a bun, she was wearing one of my shirts, and she had black lace panties on which I could see because her shirt had rose up a bit on her hip. I cleared my throat and she turned around. “Oh good morning sleepy head. I got hungry so I decided to make us breakfast.” “That’s sounds good actually.” She took the bacon off the pan and put it on a plate scraping some scrambled eggs onto it as well and handing it to me. I scratched the back of my neck flexing my muscles a bit before taking the plate from her. I took a seat at the island of the kitchen, pulling out a little stool. She came and sat next to me. I don’t know why, but lately I’ve been..well I hate to admit it but I think I’ve been gettingfeelingsfor her. I couldn’t stand to see her with any of those guys because each time I did I was wishing it was me. Every time I saw her at one of those parties and she was dancing on someones cock, I would wish he were me and I was the one roaming my hands all over her body. “Do you want any milk or orange juice?” she asked shifting me away from my thoughts. “Shouldn’t I be tending to you I mean you are the guest?” “I guess, but if so I’ll take a glass of milk.” I got up and gave her her drink thinking that I could just give her my cum instead but keeping that thought to myself. “Thanks Ni.” “Sure.” I love when she calls me Ni it gets me so turned on for some reason. I just want to take the back of her head and shove my dick in her mouth but I keep that to myself as well. We finish our breakfast and sat our dishes in the sink. “So, what do you wanna do?” I asked her, giving her a little control. “Uh, I don’tknow you pick.” “Movie?” “Yeah, sure.” “We won’t watch a scary movie though because you don’t get scared so what’s the sense.” She put in a movie as I sat on the couch, she came over to me and cuddled up next to me. It was as though she forgot that I was a total douche bag to her the past couple of days. I don’t know why but I didn’t think she’d cuddle into me and I didn’t think she’d make me breakfast but she did. I can’t keep asking myself these questions without knowing the answer. I press pause and we just sit there for about 5 seconds before she lifts her head and looks at me “Why are you being so nice to me when I’ve been such a dick to you?” She sighed “Because Ni, I know who you really are underneath. You’re not a dick and you’re not just some guy that wants to just have sex. I think you’redifferent.” Never mind I change my mind. I don’t want to have feelings for her. I’m not the lovey dovey type. I’m the frat boy who likes to party and have sex with random girls and not fall into something I won’t be able to get out of because I can’t handle that. “Don’t get your hopes up I’m not what you’re looking for.” “I never said you were. You’re just really good at sex.” And then she got up, ran upstairs, grabbed her pants and walked out of the door. Now I know what it feels like to be played. But the difference here is, I’m usually the one that leaves. This isdifferent.She isdifferent, and I think I like it.

Your pov

I hope he’s sitting on that damn couch with his mouth wide open. I fucking ditched him. He needs to realize that I’m not a piece of meat and he can’t just casually have sex with me and think that nothing is going to happen. He needs to realize that I don’t like him, at least I don’t think. He needs to remember that I used hate his fucking guts. He thinks that just because we’ve had sex a couple times, that’s gonna make everything between us okay, well he’s wrong. I’ve never had this much hatred towards someone before. He’s gonna pay for being such a dick all the time. I’m not done with my little game, I’m not even half way done. I’ve only done 2 other guys to get him jealous. I need to get him fuming mad, I need to get him to want me even more so he knows what it feels like to want someone who doesn’t want you back.

I don’t really get why I keep going on with this and just move on and realize that he probably won’t change anyway. Something inside me though keeps telling me to keep doing it though, like as if I might get something out of it. I don’t know what it’d be like to be with the nice Niall but I bet it wouldn’t be too bad. Sometimes I daydream about being with Niall and it’s kind of weird because I’m not sure exactly what I want. I say I don’t want him and then I do want him. Fuck no, I just want the sex. There’s a party next Saturday and damn straight I’ll be there, and so will Niall, and so will his sweet cock.

Your Pov

So I went to the party on Saturday. Niall was there too. Just let me tell you how it went…

I got ready that night planning everything I was going to do. I was gonna go to the party, make Niall want me, and then leave with someone else. There’s something that you should know about me, I’m not like other girls. I don’t get attached. I can screw whoever and not even care the next day. I’m a whore, but I’m okay with that.

I wore a tight dress and heels making sure that every part of my body was perfect, like always. I drove to the party and there he was wearing a tank top, cacky shorts, supras, and a snap back. His back muscles were popping out and he looked damn good but I didn’t need to focus on him. I wanted to though. I was going to find some guy to dance with but before I could Niall came over to me as I was turned to the bar getting a quick drink. He had his hand on the small of my back and he leaned in, whispering in my ear. “You look gorgeous.” I turned slightly making my eyes gaze his. “Thanks.” I said turning around to go back to my drink. “You left me the other day. How come?” “Yeah cause I wanted to.” “Well it was hot, watching you leave.” I cannot believe that he thought it was hot when I ditched him. That was supposed to make him mad, but it only turned him on. “You’re a dick.” “And you’re a slut.” “Thanks.” I said smiling at him. “You know you’re different. I like that.” At that moment I saw some guy staring at me, nodding his head slightly with a beer in his hand. I stood a bit in my tippy toes to see him better and bit my lip. “Sorry Niall but I have someone waiting for me.” I said walking around him and going to the other guy. Niall grabbed my wrist and said “C’mon all you need is right here.” He pointed to his dick, grabbing it a bit, smirking. “I see bigger.” I said before walking off and going with the guy and grinding on him. Niall looked pissed. He looked played and that’s what I wanted.

Niall’s POV

 That bitch. She’s over there dancing with some drunken idiot when she could be dancing with me. Why is she acting like this? I remember her at the beginning of the year, she was a school type of girl, always worried about grades and her insecurities. That girl would definitely not be doing what she’s doing now. I think she’s trying to prove something to me. Like she can get more than just me. Well I’ll show her. I can get a lot too, I always have. I’m not going to get pissed because that’s what she wants and that’s what happened last time.

Your POV

 I saw Niall going after some prissy blonde. She was wearing 10 pounds of make up and the height of her heels made her stumble a lot. But she was hot. Probably 5x hotter than me. He held the small of her back, making me jealous. He pulled her into the middle of the floor and she started grinding on him. He had a perfect view on me and I could see him pretty well too. Every time I glanced at him he’d smirk and pull her closer. I decided to make him jealous as well and started making out with the guy I was grinding on. His hands connected to my ass, pushing it up. He leaned in and whispered in my ear. I nodded my head and he took my hand leading me out of the club. I didn’t look at Niall as I left but I was hoping he saw me leave. I hope he was getting just as jealous as last time. So that’s how that night went. Now I’m waking up at some guy’s house. Naked, lying in his bed as his arm’s around me. I slightly lift his arm and gather my clothes. I get dressed and then I head home, calling a cab. I live with my parents, but they’re out of town so I don’t have to worry about them. I got home probably with the worst hangover I ever had. All day I pretty much just slept because I have school in the morning and unfortunately I’ll have to see Niall again. I’m not sure what I’m doing or why I’m doing it. But I’m having so much fun doing it. I slept the rest of the night not worrying too much about anything. The next day I woke up and got ready for school, not doing too much with myself because I still had a bit of a headache. I got to school and noticed that Niall wasn’t there. He’s always here but today he wasn’t. I went through 1st and 2nd period without having to hear his voice. It was pretty good though because I could act normal and calm. As I was sitting in 3rd period though, he walked in sitting in a seat next to me and bumping me with his elbow. “Did ya miss me.” “I didn’t even notice you were gone.” I lied, rolling his eyes.” “Yeah, I’m sure. But uh I was with that girl.” “What girl?” “The one at that party. She stayed again and we fucked like 7 times!” “Way to go Niall.” I said sarcastically. “Aww what’s wrong you jealous? You know that could’ve been you though.” He said and the bell rang before I could say anything back. Maybe I was a little mad but not because he fucked her and not me, but because I fucked someone else and he didn’t care. Why did he care the other day and not tonight? Maybe he was trying to make me jealous. Maybe my plan is working perfectly. Unfortunately though, Niall and I got assigned partners for a science project. Which means we’ll be spending more time together. Which also means more time to make him fall for me…more time for everything to work out my way. I hope that after I’m through with him, he’ll understand what it feels like to be hurt and played.

I’m going to Niall’s house to do our project. I’m not really worried about getting a bad grade because I gave the teacher a blow job last night and I’m pretty sure we passed but I won’t tell anyone that. I head to Niall’s house and his parents aren’t going to be home until Monday. Today is Saturday. I knocked on the door and some girl answered it. She looked familiar. Niall came up behind her with only his boxers on and his hair was all scruffed up like he just had sex. Wait, this girl is the same blonde priss from the club that last weekend. He’s fucking her on a damn daily basis. And here I am thinking that he’s hooked on me. Hell. “Eleanor, you’re here early.” Niall said “No, I’m here on time. 10 minutes late actually.” “Oh well whatever.” “Who’s she?” The blonde how asked “Just a friend. Science partner.” What? Did he just classify me as just a “science partner”. That little dick I’ll show him I’m 10x more than just a science project. “Oh, well she better not be fucking you because she’s hot.” “Not as hot as you babe.” He said back to her and I gave him a glare. He just shrugged his shoulders and I knew he didn’t mean it. He just wanted to get it in with her which made no sense to me if I was hotter. The hoe left an we went inside. We took out our books and started working on our project or at least I did. Niall just kept staring at me and my slight cleavage. “Eyes up hot shot.” “C’mon let’s just do this later. I have something better in mind.” He started biting your lip an you already new what he had in mind. Just because you’re a whore doesn’t mean you’re just going to let him run all over you. “Uh how about no, you just fucked that slut. You’re not going to get me that easy.” “Now you know she’s just an easy way to get off.” “Do I? ‘Cause I’m not too sure.” “Did you see her today? She looks like a prostitute.” You chuckled a little due to the fact that that was exactly what she looked like. “No, you still fucked her and there’s no way I’m gonna just let you mess with my head.” “But girl, that’s what I do best.” “I know but it’s not going to work today.” “Oh, but I think it will.” He started moving closer to you and you wanted to move away but you didn’t, you froze and just watch him come towards you. He moved your hair out of your face with one hand and rested it on your ear.” “Baby I know you want my cock. I know you want me inside you. I know you want me to make you cum because I’m the only one who can do it so good. I know that you only want to have sex with me because I’m the biggest you’ve had and I’m the biggest you’ll ever have.” “No that’s false I’ve had bigger.” He must’ve gotten pissed at that remarked because he roughly pressed his lips to your entering his tongue right away. You felt his dick poke your thigh. He was already hard. Bastard. You started moaning into the kiss. You tried not to because you didn’t want to be enjoying this but you were. You were enjoying every lick, every bite, every touch and you just couldn’t stop. To didn’t want it to. Over these past weeks you’ve become obsessed with Niall, with what he’s doing, and who he’s with, and who he’s fucking. You want his world to be revolved around you but it isn’t. Not yet. He started roaming his hands all over your body. He picked you up and set you on the kitchen counter. “I’m gonna fuck you so good tonight.” “Try me.” Was all that came out of your mouth. He started taking down your shorts and taking off your shirt. His hands roamed every inch of your body as his breath started to hitch here and there. He wanted you and you loved it. His hand swiftly reached behind your back unsnapping your bra. His lips were connected to yours as he did this an once the bra was on the floor his lips attacked your nipples biting them hard with his teeth. He looked up at me each time he bit down harder and I yelped each time. “Ah Niall.” He watched my back arch each time he bit. He took his hand and slid down my thong exposing my wet pussy. He started rubbing my clit and entering his fingertips into me, teasing me. He stopped biting my tits and started sucking at my clit. He swished his tongue up and down in a rhythm and then he moved side to side. He was literally driving me wild and all I wanted was him inside me. He entered his tongue into my core licking around my walls. I instantly tightened and I already could feel my orgasm building up. He licked around my walls again before adding three fingers. “Agh fuck Niall faster.” I moaned and he obeyed going in and out of me as fast as he could. “Mmm fuck.” My walls clenched around his fingers and I came all over them. He licked up the extra juices and then pressed me down onto the counter so I was laying down. He then rammed his dick into me without any warning, going as fast as he could. “Oh shit Eleanor.” Droplets of sweat started to form on his forehead as he was going as fast as he could ever go. He started rubbing my clit vigorously, biting my neck as well. “FUCK NIALLLL.” I felt his dick twitch inside me and his head flew back, his mouth opening slightly. My walls clenched tighter and I came again.” He pulled out of me and helped me off the counter but I fell due to the pounding I was just given. He laughed l, proud of himself but helped me up. “I told you I’d fuck you good.” He said and I rolled my eyes at him. “Shut up Horan.” He chuckled and we both got dressed. “Eleanor, we need to talk.” “What’s wrong?” “Let’s go to the couch.” We just fucked and now all of a sudden Niall’s getting all weird on me. “Eleanor, I don’t want you fucking anyone else.” “And why not? You’re not my dad. You don’t own me.” “I know, I know but it just hurts me seeing you with other guys.” “Why?” “Because, I think I like you.” “Now hold up you can just go fuck whoever and I’m not allowed?” “No, no I want us to, I.. Will you be my girlfriend?” I can’t believe he just asked me that. Did Niall freaking Horan just ask me to be his girlfriend? I don’t know what to say or think. Do I like him? Your Pov

Tonight’s the night. I’m going to the club with Niall as a “couple” but also tonight I’ll be being a slut right in front of him. I’m wearing the sluttiest dress I have. Showing of my cleavage perfectly, showing my tan skin immensely. This is wrong. This is so wrong. But it feels so right. We eventually arrive at the club and we head straight to the bar draining 3 shots and taking down 3 more after that. He leads me to the dance floor and presses me against his cock. I can feel how hard he is and I know it’s from my dress and of course the alcohol. We begin to grind. I press figure eight’s across his cock and I hear him grunt. Just as I hear that I pull away from him and head to the bar again. He’s pissed but I don’t give a shit. i drain 2 more shots and I see some muscular, tan, attractive guy wink at me. I walk right passed Niall and I head towards the guy. i place my hand on his abs and bite my lip. “You can do way better than that twig” He whispers in my ear and I laugh, knowing that he’s right. He kisses me on the lips and Niall doesn’t do anything. I glance over at him and he’s just leaning on the wall, watching me, watching my every move. I turn around and begin to grind on this guy’s cock, making him hard as well. We grind for a little bit and he places his hands on my hips and starts rubbing up and down. I know then that that is when Niall has had enough because he storms over to us and pulls my arm, forcing me off of the guy. “WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING?” He yells at me and I just look at him. “Dude chill she was just having fun.” “SHE’S MY FUCKING GIRLFRIEND.” Next thing I knew my “twig” had the guy who coul’ve been mistaken for the Hulk on the ground with a bloody face. That’s all that I can remember from the club..but I do remember the sex..

Once we got home he slammed me up against the wall. “What the hell do you think you were doing huh?” I just looked at him. “Don’t you understand the meaning of a boyfriend and girlfriend. Am I going to have to show you who you belong to?” I could only moan in response due to the alcohol in me, making me not comprehend any words from my lips. He roughly kissed me and grabbed my wrists harshly. Nothing was ever easy with him though. He took me into his room and threw me on the bed. he got on top of me and ripped my dress off. That slightly made me pissed because that was one of my good slutty dresses. His eyes grew with more lust as he found that I was wearing nothing underneath. “I’m going to have to punish you now. I’m going to make you hurt but feel so good. I’m gonna have to treat you like the naughty slut you are.” He kissed me once more and got off the bed. He took his shirt off and his pants removing the belt from the loops. He motioned me over to him and I knew exactly what he had in mind. His free hand latched my breast as his lips connected to mine. “Touch your toes.” I obeyed, knowing that I had no other option. He rubbed my ass cheeks, brushing his lips against each one before smacking me hard 3 times. “You like that huh? You are mine, NO one else’s. You belong to me.” He smacked me twice more, harder than the others, making me whimper. He rubbed my ass with his large hands making the pain a bit better. He walked over to the chair in the room and sat down. “Suck” He demanded and I did as he said dropping to my knees instantly. I started to pump his dick with one hand, massaging his balls with the other. His head flew back and his lips formed an O shape. I loved seeing him in so much pleasure because of me. “Come on baby put those pretty lips to work.” I licked the precum that spilled from his head and took him in half way. He grunted and I took all of him in my mouth holding back my gags. His hands tangled in my hair pushing my head down as I bobbed up and down. Maybe this isn’t so bad. Maybe being his girlfriend is a good thing. But who am I kidding, he’s still a douche. I felt him twitch in my mouth and I went faster, sucking harder as well. “Shit. Fuck Eleanor.” He came in my mouth and I swallowed all of him. I took him out of my mouth and he pulled me up sitting me on his lap. We made out for quite a while. “Ride me.” I kissed him once more and then took his dick and slid it up my slit making me wetter for him.” “No teasing ya slut.” I then sat on him, going slow at first but then picking up pace. He threw his head back again. “Come on faster babe.” He grunted and I went as fast as I could. My legs started to feel weak and I knew my orgasm was coming. He realized this and lifted my hips, taking control. He slammed into me with so much force over and over again that I knew I wouldn’t be able to walk in the morning. “Fuck, fuck Nialll.” I moaned out and my walls clenched around him. “Shit Eleanor. Fuck.” We came at the same time and he thrusted into me a few more times, letting me ride out my orgasm. Our chests were heaving up and down. My head lay on his abs as his cock stayed in me. His hand caressed my back. He kissed the top of my head and laid us on the bed, pulling out of me. We were laying on our sides, facing each other. He pushed some hair behind my ear. “I know you were drunk and you didn’t now what you were doing.” But I did know what I was doing. “I’m sorry Ni.” I lied. He kissed me on the forehead and pulled me into him. I immediately then fell asleep.

Niall’s Pov

I let this one slip because I cheated on her last night, with that girl from the club a few weekends ago. Of course her name was “Baby girl” in my phone. That wasn’t a mistake. I’m sorry but I’m definitely not the guy to see one girl. Although, seeing Eleanor with someone else makes me so pissed but after tonight I doubt she’ll cheat on me. I know she won’t…

Niall’s pov

A few months have passed and things haven’t gotten any better and they haven’t gotten any worse. It’s like we aren’t even in a relationship, it’s more like fuck buddies. We don’t say “I love you” and we don’t cuddle and do all that girly shit. I mean we do cuddle a little after sex but that’s just do to tiredness. We have sex a lot, it’s amazing. I haven’t seen Eleanor at all this week, mostly because I’ve been fucking my other girl, I still couldn’t even tell you her name. Sex with her isn’t as great as it is with Eleanor but I don’t want to get bored with just Eleanor. What fun would that be? This weekend we planned to see each other, you know, hangout and have sex. The usual, but she said that she couldn’t because she was going out with her friends because she hasn’t really gotten to see them lately due to spending time with me. I had no problem with it at first but then I started thinking.. What if she’s wearing one of those sexy ass dresses she always wears? The one’s wear her cleavage pop out and I just want to stick my face right into them and suck her tits so damn hard she would beg me to stop. I shook the thoughts out of my head though, because I didn’t want to sound controlling so I just told her to have fun then, but not too much fun. I figured I would just shag that girl anyway.

Your Pov

This weekend I told Niall that I was going out with my friends but the truth was, I was going to fuck around. I’m going to Funky Buddha and I know it’s a dangerous place to go if I don’t want to get caught, but honestly, I want him to catch me. That’s what the whole point is. Although, I’m starting to realize that he doesn’t have any feelings and he could ultimately care less if I was fucking someone else. Just like I couldn’t give 2 shits if he was fucking someone else. I wouldn’t doubt he isn’t though.

I head to the club on Saturday night dressed in my usual slutty attire. I keep thinking lately how much I’ve changed from the beginning of the school year. I used to just care all about books but now all I care about is sex and finding new ways to hurt Niall. Remember the project me and Niall were supposed to do together? Yep, failed it. We totally forgot about and the day we had to turn it in, all Niall could say, which was so embarrassing, was “We were to busy having sex”. His friends laughed at him for this and high-fived him and I gave him an evil glare. We ended up getting detention for his stupid remark and I wouldn’t give him a blow job for the rest of the week because of it. You could definitely say that ever since we started “dating” we’ve fucked more than we said “Hi” to each other. Nothing will probably ever change because we don’t have any real feelings for each other. Anyway, I headed to the club strutting in my stilettos. Guys were all over me as I walked in, whistling at me, giving me a head nod. I went straight to the bar, like I always do, draining drink after drink. Guys were buying me drinks as well, and I sure the hell wasn’t going to not drink them. I was sooooo drunk. I started for the dance floor and started moving my ass in circles in the air. I felt someone’s hand on my ass and I immediantly started grinding. His scent wasn’t fimialiar so I knew and wasn’t Niall, and to be honest I was glad because I was getting pretty bored of him. Bored to the point where I thought I”d have to start faking my orgasms. This guy was strong. He had large hands, green emerald eyes, and curls. His face was written with dark lust and I wanted to dig into him. We grinded for a while until he led me to one of the rooms in the club.

Niall’s Pov

I swear to God I saw Eleanor dancing with somone but I just thought of myself as crazy because I did’t think she would lie about going to a club without me. I mean that would just be stupid, because I know that I’m the best she’s ever had, or will ever have, maybe. I found my girl she was wearing a perfect boob dress. I didn’t pay much attention though because I just wanted her ass against my cock. I led her to the floor and we began grinding. I knew this isn’t right, to cheat on Eleanor like this, but I just have to. As we were grinding some girl bumped into me. I didn’t catch her face but the back of her looked so familiar but her and the guy she was with just kept walking obviously wanting to get it on.

Your Pov

 I quietly slumped down the halls just wanting to go home already, I was almost to the door when a thick Irish accent called out to me.

     ”Hey beautiful.” Oh no I thought not Niall Horan, he was trouble and I mean trouble. Niall got a suspension about twice a month every month, spent every Saturday in detention, if he decided to show up and he was a major bully. I walked faster hoping to get away , but he caught up with me. He slowly backed me up to a wall putting his arms on either side of my head, resting the palm of his hands on the wall. My breathing hitched, and my heart started racing.

    “Don’t be nervous” he chuckled.

   ”I don’t bite.” He winked and I rolled my eyes at his cheesy meaning behind the comment.

   ”It’s (y/n) right?”

   ”y-yeah” I stumbled on my words as he leaned in closer to me.

    “I’m having a party tonight you should come.” A party? A party? I have mid terms to study for, not to mention a French test tomorrow, two math quizzes, and a history exam.

   ”I don’t do parties.” He scoffed.

    ” Who doesn’t like parties, c’mon you’ll be my special guest.”

   I shook my head no.

   ”I also don’t do guys like you, jerks, bully’s, dick heads.” I snarled.

   I shoved him off of me, proceeding down the hallway.

    “Wait up” he called, as I heard heavy footsteps jogging behind me. His large hand covered my shoulder. ” I’m not a bad guy, please believe me, just forget the party tonight how about I take you on a real date we can do whatever you want, please.” His eyes grew sad as he quietly pleaded for a chance. Niall was really cute but he was so awful I just couldn’t be with someone like him. “No, and I mean it Niall.” I walked away a sharp pang in my chest, I felt bad about leaving him there like that. He’s never toned himself down for anyone but maybe it was just an act.

The next week I felt as if everything was backwards. I walked into the building expecting to see Niall and his friends ganging up on some poor freshman, instead I saw Niall picking up someone’s books who had dropped them. I saw posters with “Niall for class president” hung on the walls. He was greeting everyone he walked by with a simple hello and his charming smile. What the fuck was going on?

The next month continued like this, Niall one the election, people warmed up to him he became one of the most liked people a school. I struggled with the combination of my locker, finally getting it open to see a small hand-written note flutter down to the floor. It read 

(y/n),

I know you said you didn’t like guys like me, but I changed for you I really want to take you out on that date, if you decide to give me a chance meet me in the courtyard after school.

-Niall

A small blush rose to my cheeks, and a stupid grin formed on my face. I’d never felt this way about a guy, I never got butterflies or got nervous around him. Maybe I will go to the courtyard after school.

My stomach flipped as I got closer to the middle of my school, pushing the doors open I looked around, he wasn’t in the courtyard.    

    “Too good to be true.” I mumbled hanging my head in shame and turning around only to be face to chest with Niall. He smiled widely, his eyes crinkling at the corners.

    “You came?” I looked around.

    “Yeah ya know I thought hey I should give this kid a chance, if the offer’s still on the table ‘d love to go on a date with you.”  He blushed looking down, kicking his foot in the dirt.

   ”I’ll pick you up at six?” “Sound perfect.” We exchanged number and details and went our separate ways. Once I was out of an earshot from him I bolted to my car I had three hours to get ready. 

I put on this and threw my hair up in a simple ponytail. My dad paced around the living room glancing out the window occasionally as the clock got closer to six.

   ”Dad don’t worry, he’s a nice boy.” I assured him. He let out a “hmph” and sat down to watch the news. My mother comforted him, knowing he wasn’t worried just sad that his youngest daughter was growing up. The doorbell rang at exactly six, my father rose from the couch straightening up and walking to the door opening it sharply. Niall froze a little intimidated.

   ”H-hello sir, I’m Niall” he stuttered sticking out his hand. My dad shook it

    “Come on in Niall” he said firmly opening the door wider. I stepped out into view my mother close behind. His ears perked up looking at me “wow” he breathed checking me out. My father cleared his throat

   ”I expect you to be as punctual coming home as you were coming here is that clear?” He commanded more than asked. Niall nodded quickly taking my hand in his. “Bye mum bye dad” I spoke fast pulling Niall out of the house. “You look gorgeous” he commented squeezing my hand.  I giggled and looked down.  ”So where do you want to go?” He asked opening the car door of his Range Rover for me. I climbed in buckling up and he did the same. “Um..” I strung out the syllables pondering my thoughts. “How about we go see the movie with the worst ratings.” He laughed. “Odd choice but I like your thinking babe.” 

He drove to the local movie house, blasting his ipod on the radio. He liked songs I’d never thought he’d be into, some Tal Bachman, John Mayer, the Beatles I was impressed. We got to the theater asking for tickets to some movie not caring enough to remember the name. Niall ordered two large pop corns, two large sodas and almost all the candy. He stumbled into the screening room to find no one there.  This movie must really suck. He and I took seats in the very back row on the left, stuffed in the corner. The whole time we were there we were alone, never once watching the movie. Just stealing each other’s snacks and quietly whispering our thoughts to one another. It was great we some each other in a light no one has ever seen us in. He told me about why he was always bullying people, he felt too insecure about himself. I shared my story about my excessively good grades. We were different but we meshed well together.

As he drove me home Niall made an abrupt stop and pulled onto a small cliff that over looked our entire city. We got out laying on top of the hood staring up at the sky. My fingers slid closer to his infusing out hands together.

   ”I had fun tonight.” I whispered.

   ”Me too, I’ve never actually been on a date, mostly just hook-ups.” My smile faltered, pulling my hands away. he sat up at the loss of contact.

    “But (y/n)..” He started lifting up my chin so I was staring into him gorgeous blue eyes.

    “You’re much better than all those hook-ups” My face got red, even though he couldn’t see it in the dark. Niall leaned closer to me connecting our lips together. I kissed him back, as he pulled me onto his lap. Things got heated quickly. My hands grasped his hair, his held my waist softly grinding up into me. Small moans left my mouth bringing my body closer to his. Niall’s hands played with the hem of my shirt before slowly sliding up towards the edge of my bra. My phone vibrated, shocking us both. I took it out to see my alarm telling me my curfew was in ten minutes. “We need to get going?” He asked. I nodded hopping off the hood and getting into the car. It was late and I was getting sleeping, the ride was silent, but a comfortable silence. I felt Niall look at me every so often smiling to himself. I really liked him.

He pulled into my driveway, opening the car door for me once again, I got out and he followed me up to m front porch. I turned around to face him

   ”Thank you for tonight” I said.

   ”It was my pleasure” he answered leaning in meeting me in the middle as we shared our last kiss that night. The porch light came out which meant my father wanted me in the house. I pulled away, “Good night Niall” “Good night (y/n)” he said sneaking another kiss, that cheeky boy.

*Six months later*

Niall and I have been official dating a while. Today was my birthday, I hadn’t heard from Niall all day but I knew he had something planned he was always full of surprises. 

I spent the whole day with my family, opening gifts, seeing relatives I hadn’t seen for a while and having a good time. I was stoked to see Niall tonight, he had said he would come over last week and couldn’t wait to see what he had in store. 

My family day was eventually over saying goodbye t my last cousins I raced to my room to prepare for an evening with Niall.

Two hours passed the time he was supposed to be here… and nothing. Three hours. Four hours. I got nervous what if something happened to him, i called him but got sent to voice mail meaning his phone was off. After a bit I heard my phone buzz, frantically I picked it up hoping to see a text from Niall, it wasn’t. Niall had updated his Facebook status. He was at a party. I should have known, it was to good to be true he wasn’t sweet Niall he was still party, drink, and smoke Niall. My night was officially ruined, I changed into my pajamas going to bed early.

The next morning I woke up to a soft tap on my window. Groaning I got up to see Niall standing out there throwing rocks up to hit, with flowers in his hand. “Princess please open up!” I heard him yell through the window. Shaking my head, I went downstairs, my parents had left for work leaving me home alone.. except Niall outside. After an hour of knocks and doorbell rings I flung the front door open.

   ”What?” I used a cold hard tone I had never used.

    “I’m so sorry baby, I shouldn’t even be given an apology for what I did.” “No you shouldn’t.”  He handed over the flowers

    “I really am sorry I know how excited you were for it I feel like shit.” I pushed the flowers back to him, looking him over, his hair was an absolute mess, his outfit was mis-matched, his eyes were red and puffy and he was slightly shaking. ” just love you so much and I’m knew to this whole boyfriends things an-” I stopped him

   ”What?” “What?” He asked confused.

   ”You love me?” “Of course I love you, you are the only fucking thing that’s on  my mind 24/7, I love you so much, you make me happy I wish I could do the same for you but i really screwed up-“

   I cut him off again, placing a gentle passionate kiss to his lips, wrapping my arms around his neck. He pulled away slightly  his lips hovering over mine, “Do you forgive me?” I nodded  going in for another kiss which he happily returned. I jumped up wrapping my legs around his waits, Niall put his hands under my bum for support, bringing me inside, racing to my room. 

Once we were in there he laid me on my bed peeling off my clothes placing small kisses to the newly open skin. I fumbled with his belt but he pushed me back softly.

   ”This is all about you baby girl” he huskily whispered in my ear. My stomach bubbled, and did a back flip. Niall’s pink, warm lips, nibbled on my neck, leading down to my stomach, and eventually to my core. I bucked my hips up needing more of his touch.

   ”Be patient” he commanded, lowering my hips. I could feel the juices dripping down my legs, and he had barely  touched me. Niall lifted one finger, grazing across my slit.

    “So wet..” He mumbled more to himself. The same finger moved up and down multiple times before ever so slowly sliding into my wet heat. I squirmed at the uncomfortable new feeling. His finger pumped in about four times, before I grew accustom to it, my hips matching the thrusts of his hands. Short choppy moans strung out of my mouth.

   ” Niall” I breathed closing my eyes tilting my head back somewhat. My legs started to get warm, my stomach got tense.

   ”Niall..” I whimpered “I’m close” He pulled out much to my dismay.

  “Not yet, love.” He undressed himself, his long, hard length slapping up against his stomach. I internally groaned, not out of pleasure, but out of the thought that this was going to be inside me. I was a virgin, Niall… not so much. He kissed me out of my thoughts.

   ”I’ll be gentle” he assured me lining his tip with my entrance, cautiously sliding inside me, checking my facial expression. It fucking hurt, it hurt like hell. He stayed in the same spot, wiping away some of the tears rolling down my cheeks. “Should I stop?” He questioned worriedly.

   ”No, just gimme a minuted.” He nodded, not moving until I was ready. Five minuted later, i adjusted, “Niall” I moaned out. “Yes?” “Move: he chuckled and quickly obeyed thrusting his hips upward into my womanhood. I felt all of him, ever vein and inch of skin inside my tight walls, it was amazing.

    “So tight.” He groaned clenching his teeth, a bead of sweat forming on his brow. I gripped the duvet, digging my nails into my palm.

   ”Fuck Ni” I cursed/groaned. His tip nudged my g-spot, causing an involuntary scream out of me. Niall lifted my right leg over his left shoulder, so get back access. From then on all his thrusts, hit my in the right place. I screamed, and moaned, whimpered, feeling that tense warm feeling inside me again. His thrusts became sloppy, “Cum for my princess  He groaned, releasing inside me. I arched my back, and closed my eyes only seeing white. It was one of the best feelings in the world. Where was I? Which ways left which way is right? I didn’t know anything other than the name of the beautiful Irish God between my legs. Niall rolled off next to me panting slightly. He turned to me taking my hand in his and kissing each finger tip,

It was St. Patrick’s day. You were having a party with the boys and your Irish boyfriend Niall.

“I’ll get ready. Please put everything organized.” You begged Niall.

“Yes babe, I got this, go doll yourself up.” He said winking.

You blushed as you hurried upstairs to take a shower, and get ready. You undressed yourself and took a quick shower. When you finished you put on a black dress and neon green pumps. You went downstairs and saw everything was perfect.

“Niall it looks amazing!” You said smiling.

“You look amazing.” He said smirking.

You laughed as you heard the door to see 4 boys with their girlfriends. Except Harry he was single. Still looking for his princess. You greeted all of them and served them drinks.

~

Almost everyone was tipsy. You guys were dancing , drinking, having a good time.

“Hey, (Y/N), want some Irish in you?” Niall said seductively in your ear.

You nodded as he took your hand and took you into the bedroom you two shared. Immediately he started to kiss you. You felt his tongue brush against your bottom lip, begging for entrance. You open your mouth slightly as his tongue explored your mouth. He slowly began to give you wet kisses down your neck. He began to take off your clothes as you did to him. He un-did your and took of your underwear. He cupped both of your breast, as you feel his boner on your clit. He began to nipple (lightly) on your breast making you moan multiple times.

“Niall get in me now.” You moaned.

He kissed you down your stomach to your clit making you moan.

He slowly began to take off his brief , stroking his hard erection. Tease.

“Do you want this pot of gold in you?” He asked.

“Yes. Yes! Please.” You moaned.

He slowly began to put you in.

“Stop teasing!” You moaned out loud.

He began to thrust in you hard.

“Niall faster!”

He obeyed you and thrusted hard and fast hitting your g-spot.

“Niall I’m close!”

He took his erection out of you and began to eat you out. You felt a knot on your lower region and released your juices into Niall mouth.

“Babe. You taste so good.”

He kissed you passionately.

Your POV:

Today was the day of your first job, and guess what? You were going to make a porn video. Your not a slut, it was the money you needed. One million for having “un-protected” sex with a guy. I put quotes over “un-protected” because you had a pill. You didn’t tell your boss because then you would get fired. You actually did like your job, but why? Some people asked. First of all you got to have sex, which gave you pleasure. Second of all the porn star you “worked” with was no other than Mr.Styles. Yes, Harry Styles that cheeky boy from One Direction was a porn star, getting paid to have sex with YOU. Amazing right? You took a quick shower as you drove off to the studio.

“Welcome (Y/N)!” You boss said.

“Hi, Rodger.” {made up name}

“Are you ready?” He said with a smirk.

“Sure am.”

“Great. Go over there, y’know what to do.”

You nodded as you went over to bed you used for the “fun”.

“Ello, I’m Harreh.”

“Hey I’m (Y/N).”

You quickly got un-dressed into only your underwear and bra. You put on a robe until it was time for action.

“Ok, Harry Ivette onto the bed. Pretend the cameras are not here, it’s just you two.”

You nodded as Harry slowly began to nibble on your neck.

“Mmm, Harry.” You moan out.

He licked you neck and blew lightly on his own saliva sending goosebumps. He planted wet kisses on your chest down to your stomach. You arched your back at the pleasure he gave you. He rubbed your clit with his large, soft hands.  You moan out and you see him smirk. He slowly began to take off your underwear with his teeth. Cheeky, eh? As he was taking them off you felt his tongue glide on your wet pussy. He took them fully of as well as your bra, cupping both your breast with his large hands. You moan lightly as he nibbles on your hard nipples. Swirling his tongue on your nipples. He went down on your wet pussy entering one of his long fingers in you, immediately hitting your g-stop.

“P-put more in!” You moaned out.

“As you wish, baby.”

He entered another one of his long fingers in and out of you.  You let out a scream, of pleasure.

“I’m about to c-cum!”

“Hold it.”

He quickly took off his briefs as you saw his large member. Your eyes widen, it’s so huge, for such a young boy. He quickly entered his dick in your tight pussy.

“Your s-so t-tight!” The young boy stuttered.

He entered you in and out quickly and harder.  “I’m c-close!” You said, but before he said anything your released your juices onto his dick. A moment later you felt his hot cum in you. He passionately kissed you as your boss said: “Cut!”

Oh, ya you were being recorded. You totally forgot by the great sex you and the young boy, Harry Styles gave you.

“Good shot! We will continue next time.” Your boss said.

It has been a long & hard day at work today. You couldn’t wait to get home and relax. You make your way out the building and head to the parking lot. As you get closer to your car, you notice Zayn leaned against your car door. Your day suddenly got more amaZAYN ((HEHE)) He’s so tall, with both hands in his jean pockets. He’s chewing on gum. You watch his perfect jaw line move as he chews. He looks up and notices you and smiles. Your heart begins to race. You reach the door and stop in front of him starring into his breathtaking hazel eyes. “Hey, what are you doing here?” “I wanted to surprise you and take you out to eat” You embrace him and he gives a soft kiss on the cheeks. “oh by the way i got a new number, let me give it to you.” he says. You take out your phone and hand it to him. He grabs your hand rather than the phone on purpose then runs his fingers up your fingers and knuckles until he reaches to the phone. Chill are sent through your body. You loved that feeling Zayn gives you. “You play too much” you say. Zayn’s face lightens up with a huge grin on his face and grabs the phone and puts his number in, then he hands you the phone back. “ready to go?” he asks you. You quickly remembered “uh wait i have some files i need to save, come with me?” “sure” Zayn grabs your hand and walks inside to the elevator with you. You press the button marked six. “so where are we going?” .. “wherever you want babe” “awesome, but can we go by house first i cant stand these heels.” … “sure but i think you look great as always” he pulls you closer, wraps both of his arm around your waist and kisses your forehead. The elevator buzzes. You reach your floor. 

You sat on your couch in your apartment waiting for your boyfriend Justin to come home. He had left two days ago and hasn’t been home since. He didn’t text or call you, and you’ve been worried sick about him. Not only were you scared that something happened to him, you were also sad that he didn’t even care enough to tell you where he had gone off to. Just as you were about to text him again, he stumbled through the front door.

“JUSTIN!” you yelled, startled. “Where the hell have you been?”

“Out.” he spat at you. You drew back a bit, confused by the way he was acting. He had never been like this before, he was always so sweet and loving. You walked closer to him and studied his face. His breath smelled of alcohol. 

“Justin, have you been drinking?” you asked, resting a hand on his arm.

“Why do you care?” he said, pulling away harshly. “God Maria, you’re always up my ass. Leave me alone for once.”

You raised your eyebrows at him offended. “Up your ass? You know what, if I bother you so much, why don’t I just leave?” you said, hurt. 

“Please do.” he said, giving you a dirty look. He watched your eyes fill up with tears as you ran out of the room to pack your things. 

He sighed and put his hand on his forehead. “Ria, hold on baby…” he said a bit softer now, walking behind you. You sped up, not wanting to even be near him at the moment. You approached your dresser and threw in as many things as you could into your suitcase quickly. You zipped it up and pushed passed him, heading towards the door. 

All of the sudden he rushed passed you and stood in front of the door. 

“Move.” you said, wiping your eyes. 

“I’m sorry baby, don’t leave.” His voice was back to normal now. Apparently the shock of you leaving him snapped him back to normal. 

“Why would I stay? You said it yourself, you want me gone.”

“I didn’t mean it Maria. I love you.” 

You sniffled and wiped your eyes again. You walked towards the door and tried to push him out of the way. He grabbed your arms and turned you to the side. Your back was now against the wall and his hands were on either side of your head. You looked into his eyes and they were full of tears. You almost gave in, but then you remembered how horribly he treated you. You tried to push him away but he was too strong. 

He leaned in and kissed you. You tried to resist it but you just couldn’t. The way his lips moved with yours made you give in. You put your hand around his neck and kissed harder. He lifted you up and you wrapped your legs around his waist. He carried you to your couch and laid you down, not breaking the kiss. He lifted your shirt from above your head and unclasped your bra. You did the same to him. His fingers then slowly moved down your stomach making you shiver. They looped around your shorts and underwear, and he pulled them off of you. Still kissing you, his hand found your clit and he began to rub it furiously. You moaned into his mouth making him rub faster. He then broke the kiss so he could lower himself down to that he was facing you’re entrance. 

“So wet…” he whispered, his breath tickling you. He then replaced his finger with his tongue. He sucked on your clit with his lips and tongue, then slammed a finger into you, thrusting in and out quickly. 

After he did that for a while, you came on his fingers. You stood up and pushed him over, climbing on top of him. You unzipped his jeans and pulled them down, leaving him in his boxers. You leaned up and pecked him on the lips one more time before going back down and rubbing him through his boxers. He moaned quietly making you smile. You pulled off his boxers and his dick sprang up and slapped against his stomach. You took it in your hands and ran your fingers over it making him shudder. You rested one hand on his stomach and pleaced the other firmly around it. You then started moving it up and down slowly. 

“Maria. Please.” he said breathlessly. With that, you move your hands a bit faster up and down on him. 

“M…More…” he said, almost silently. You started moving very fast, making him buck his hips towards you. You continued to get faster and faster as you watched his mouth open wider and wider as he got closer to the edge. 

“Fuck,” he said, as he gripped onto the couch cushion and came in your hands. He then grabbed your hips and flipped you over so that you were under him, as he slammed into you without warning.

“Ugh, you’re so tight, oh my God…” Justin moaned. He pushed into you deep, hitting your G-Spot with every thrust. You’re whole body tingled with excitement as he moaned your name.

“Cmon….” you whispered in his ear. “Give it to me harder.”

He then pulled out completely before pushing all of him back in harder, with a sexy grunt escaping his lips. You then orgasmed, yelling out his name, and trying to control your shaky legs. He came afterwards, pulling out partially, leaving his tip inside you. 

He rested on your chest, catching his breath. He occasionally moved his hips slightly, his tip moving inside you.

He suddenly sat up and looked right into your eyes. 

“Ria, I’m really sorry baby. I didn’t mean anything I said, I don’t know what I was thinking, I—-“

“Justin. Relax babe. It’s alright.”

“No it’s not. I treated you like shit, and you don’t deserve that. You’re my princess. I’m sorry I forgot to treat you like it.”

You smiled and kissed his lip sweetly. “I forgive you.” you said quietly. 

He laid back down on your chest and hugged you tightly. After a while, he asked if you were ready for round two, which you gladly approved. 

I was having dinner with the boys before they left for their MSG concert In New York. It was just us, no one else. I just wanted to spend time with them without anyone. I was sitting next to Zayn, my boyfriend, and across from us was Liam, Niall, Louis, and Harry. “You look gorgeous, Y/N,” Harry says winking at me from across the table. I blush smiling. “Why, thank you Haz,” I replied back. Zayn’s hand tighten his grip on my thigh as he gave Harry a death glare. I place my hand on Zayn’s upper leg to calm him down. He didn’t calm down like he usually do. I lean forward towards his ear. “Babe, he was just giving me a commitment,” I whispered trying to calm him down. He scoff shaking his head as our food made its way towards us. I roll my eyes annoyed at his behavior. He knows Harry flirts with me, but its a joke. Harry and I always tell Zayn that, but he never listens! We started eating as soon as our food settle in front of us. We talked and laugh just enjoying each others company. Each time Harry joke flirts with me, Zayn starts to tense up besides me. I would try to calm him down, but he ignores me.. Right after dinner, we came out of the restaurant saying goodbye to each other. I hugged each of the four boys before I left. We soon parted apart heading towards our own car. Zayn grips tightly pulling me heading towards the car. “What the hell Zayn!” I said as i yank my arm away from him. I climbed in the car slamming it loud and hard. He climbs in ignoring my fuss. “Why are you acting like this?” I asked harshly. He ignores me as he start to drive towards our flat we shared. I sigh gazing out the window knowing he’s mad at me. We finally arrive making us both climbed out not saying anything to each other. We got in the elevator heading towards our room still not saying anything. The air was full of tense feeling that I truly hated. I wanted to break it, but didn’t know what to say to him cause he’ll just ignore me.. We reached our floor heading towards our place. Once I opened the door letting both of us in, Zayn slams the door behind us loud and hard smashing me against the wall pressing his whole body against me. “Why did you do that?!” I asked growing madder wiggling my way out of his grip. “You’re mine! No one else!” He yells pinning me against the wall harder. I whimper a bit getting scared. Zayn start to tug off my clothes leaving me in only my pantie. He then starts to take off his clothes including his briefs and tossing them across the room. I gaze down at his erected penis growing harder and harder by the minute. I smirk slightly against the wall getting turned on by just looking at it. He comes forward again placing his hand on my cheek and the other one around my waist pulling my body against his. “I want you,” he whisper in his sexy tone he uses to turn me on. Of course It’s working! “Im all yours,” I whisper placing my palm on his cock and stroking it. He groan throwing his head back. I smirk stroking it faster and faster by the second. “Fuck!” He groans and moans at the same time. He takes my hand and takes it away from his cock making me stop. He takes my breast and massages it causing a moan to escape from my mouth. He stops crashing his lips on my lips. This kiss was full of might and energetic. Our lips parted apart wide as we both shoved our tongue into each others’ mouths. Our tongue fought against each other like our life depended on it. His hands roams up and down my bare back and landed on my bums giving it a squeeze. He pulls away as our lips hovered against each other. “Jump,” he whispers. I jump as I wrap my legs around his waist. He places his hands under my bums supporting me from falling. As we walked to our room he starts to kiss gently on my neck making me moan a bit. He opened the door to the room and closed it behind him as he places me on the bed. He crawled up on top of me with his hands on the hem of my pantie taking it down piece by piece.

You always hated Math class, but nobody knew you always liked the teacher, Mr. Tomlinson. Yes, he was the strictest and probably the meanest teacher in the entire school, but it turned you on. He didn’t look mean, with his soft, blue eyes and a perfect face.

That day after the sleepover with boys after being idiots in the morning and doing stupid dares like putting ten ice cubes In there pants for a surtain amount of time and eating spoons of nutella it was a fun night but all I could do was think about me and Harrys kiss but what really got to me was me wondering if he was thinking about it too.

I walked into my room when I left Harry’s place I got into some comfy track pants and a comfy tank with a cross that has Aztec pantern on it.  

I walked into the lounge room and sat down on the couh when my phone rang. It was Harry

‘Hey Maddy I need to talk do you wanna come over’

I sent a message back saying

‘Hey yeah I’ll be over in a few k 😊’

I got up and got some stuff and put them in my bag and start to walk over to Harry’s place while I’m walking I kept thinking of why he wanted to talk to me about and when I remember the dare from this morning. I get there and knock on the door and Harry answers he pulls me into a tight imbrase I pull away and we both walk to his room he closes the door behind him when he walks in I turn around and ask “so… What did you want to talk about?” I ask he steps closer to me “Maddy I just wanted to ask you something” he paused for a while and steeped closer to me “Maddy I’ve been thinking about that dre that Louis did this morning I can’t stop thinking about it” he said stepping even closer to me “harr-” he cut me of by stepping even closer and putting a finger over my mouth “Maddy I can’t help the fact that I felt sparks when I kissed you” he said pushing me slowly up against the wall and putting his hands either side of my head and leaning over my face. That had been the answer to the question had been asking my self over and over again this whole morning “Harry I did too” I said leaning towards his face “I’m so glad you said tht Maddy” after he said then he smashed his lips onto mine he kissed me so sweetly I loved the feeling he pulled away and said “Maddy I love you so much I have ever since I saw you first in year 1” i slowly pulled his body against mine as i quickly pecked his lips once more “harry i love you so much ever since that kiss ive felt conected to you as cheesie as it sound but its true” i said looking up at him. after that we called the boys over and told them about me and harry and just hung around at harrys place we were in his cabin and we were watching paranormal activity 4 i had my legs over harrys lap and i was nuzzled into chest because was so scared of the movie while was just luaghing at me with the other boys. 

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the movie finshed and i got up and went to the kitchen and got a drink when i got back i got back into my psition and harry stole the drink from my hands “hey thats mine harry” i said playfully trying to get my drink back “can i please have a sip?” did he even have to ask he would have drank some anyway “sure harry” i say as he takes a sip of the drink. we all sit in a cicle on the floor harry siting crosslegid with me in his lap and the other in a circle me and harry were having a cutrie convo when we heard a camera go off i qquickly looked up from harry and saw all of the boys on there phones posting pictures of me and harry onto twitter. i quickly grabed my phone and looked at what they were tweeting nialls’ one said 

‘aaaaww look how cute maddy and harry are <3 <3’ with a picture of me kissing harry cheek while sitting on his lap.

louis’ one said 

‘hope they stay together foreever’ with a picture of harry hugging my with my legs in the air him holding me up. that was from earlier on.

liams’ said 

‘dont ever split you guys are to cute :)’ with a pic of me luaghing my ass off as harry tickles me.

and zayns’ said 

‘love seeing you guys together’ with a pic of harry leaning over me and kissing my nose 

I knew Harry wasn’t feeling good.  It made me sad to see him like this.  But, I couldn’t do anything.  He was in America, and I’m still in Cheshire.  I could feel it in my bones. We have that connection everyone talks about.  We knew everything about each other, we are each other’s best friends.  We knew when the other was lying, we knew each other’s emotions, we knew each other inside and out.

“Mum, Harry’s ill.”  I whined to my mum one day, after waking up with a pounding headache and nausea that would test the best medication around.

“How do you know it’s him and not just you, Eddy?” She reasoned.

“Because I’m ill.  He’s ill too.”  I whined.  I’m doing alot of whining this morning.

“Well, why don’t we call him?” She replied, calmly. It has happened before.  When one of us is sick, the other is sick.  Harry has called and bitched me out for not being healthier.

“I already tried, he didn’t pick up.  Lou said he’s in worse shape, though.”  I replied, holding my head in my hands, steadying my elbows on the table.  I was trying to stop the spinning. I laughed quietly to myself after thinking that, going over the lyrics to Same Mistakes in my head.  ”Circles, We’re going in Circles dizzies all it makes us.”  I stopped after that cause my head hurt too much.

“Well, I think this is the last straw then, he needs to come home.  He has been in poor health the whole time they’ve been in America.”  She stated, looking throughly upset.

“Don’t do that, he’ll never forgive us.” I replied.  

“Then I’m sending you over there.  You two have been separated for far too long.” She responded.  I’ve always wanted to go to America, so I won’t put up a fight.

“Will you call their security and tell them? my head hurts too much to do anything but sleep and drink a tea.”  I replied calmly while she stroked her hand through the mop of curls on my head.

***Three Days Later, in LAX***

“EDDY”  I heard from across the room, before feeling someone tackle me.  

“Haz!” I replied, pulling my barely younger brother into a bone crushing hug.  I remembered how much I’ve missed these hugs, and my eyes begun to sting.  ”I’ve missed you.”

“I’ve missed you too, Ed.  Let’s get back to the hotel.  We have so much to catch up on!”

And catch up we did, we went to the mini fridge and pulled out some booze, because Louis bought it for us, and drank until everything was blurry around the edges.  Louis came over, and sat on my lap, thinking I’m his boyfriend.  He kissed me on the cheek, and giggled over at Harry.  

“Loubear, do you wanna have a little fun?” Harry said from his seat, imitating my voice perfectly.

“Mmm What do you think Hazzaboo?” He nuzzled into my neck.

“It sounds great, boo.  A threesome with my two favourite people.”  I answered, kissing the top of his head, winking at Harry.

I layed my lips softly on his.  He worked against mine hungrily, horny because of the almost a whole bottle of Jameson’s we had drank.  Harry came and sat on my knees as Louis had by then straddled me.  He begun kissing on his neck, sucking love bites and murmuring lovey words into his skin.  He moaned into my mouth, and moved his hips to get some of the friction he so utterly craved.  I loved eyes with Harry, and he moved to get up.  Lou whined at the loss of the second body.  I picked him up and wrapped his legs around my hips to carry him to our bed.  I stopped every once in a while to keep snogging him.  We finally got to bed and we were all panting.  I pulled Lou’s shirt off, along with mine.  I laid down on the bed and Lou straddled me again. 

Harry sat to the side, sucking love bites into both our necks, His own shirt discarded, along with his trousers.  Lou continued moving his hips against mine.  

“Up” I said against his lips, while unbuckling his belt, and unzipping his trousers.  He lifted his hips for me to pull his pants down.  I finally managed to get his pants down. He made a high pitched keening sound against my mouth at the new kind of friction settling upon him. Harry came behind him where we was grinding against me desperately.  He begun moving his erection against Lou’s fantastic bum.  I pulled my own trousers down, for Harry to finish.  I also pulled Louis’ boxers down, as he gasped against my mouth when the cold air hit his penis as it came and slapped up against his stomache.  

“Hey, start prepping him really good.” I told Harry, as he reached over for the lube and two condoms out of the drawer.  I continued kissing him while Harry prepped him.    Harry pulled my pants down, letting my dick come and smack up against Lou’s bum.  I lifted his hips, and sunk him down on me.  He gasped, then moaned at the angle because the head was sitting right on his prostate.  Harry slowly moved to straddle him, moving his now freed cock against his bum again.  He slowly inserted himself as Louis dropped his head onto my shoulder.  We stayed like that for a minute, before Harry started to move.

“Oh dear God, Styles.” Louis whined against my shoulder, as I bit my lip and looked Harry in the eye as the friction of his cock against mine drove me crazy. I pulled Louis’ lps back to mine as me and Haz took turns thrusting in and out of him.

The room is dark, cold and empty. No furniture to make it comfortable for her, just the chains that tied her to the wall. The chains he put on her to keep her from escaping his wrath. She bound to the floor by the chains, waiting for her master to come.

As the morning hours came, the young boy arose from his bed, planning his next move on the girl in the room a few doors down. He slowly walks across the hallway, his feet thudding along the mahogany floor. He makes his way to the room she is in. He takes a deep breath and slowly opens the door. Her head snaps up to look at him. He was just in his black boxers, his hair a mess, his green eyes dark, full of lust and rage. He steps closer and her heart beats faster. He is standing right above her, looking down at his victim. She looks up at him through her lashes, waiting for him to make his next move. He takes the small key hanging around his neck and lets her loose from the chains. He grabs her wrist violently and pulls her off the ground. She yelps from the sudden movement, but he doesn’t budge, he keeps moving. He walks out of the room and pulls her into his bedroom and shuts the door. Here they are again. Same room, same people, but only one of them knows what is going to happen next. The other is waiting, waiting like she does everyday. Waiting for her master to take her the way he wants her.

”Are you going to be a good girl today? Are you going to be a good little slut for your master?” He asks her. 

“Yes, Mr. Styles.”

As he is behind her he unclamps her bra and throws it to the other side of the room. She stays still, making sure not to move until he says so. He reaches around her and squeezes her breast tightly, pinching the nipples as hard as he can. She holds in her moans, knowing that if she only let one out she would be punished severely.

“Will you only speak when you are spoken to?”

“Yes, Mr. Styles.”

“Are you going to use your hands when you are not allowed to?”

“No, Mr. Styles.”

He spins her around so they are face to face, their noses almost touching. His hot breath hits her face before he presses his pink lips to hers for a rough, passionate kiss. She kisses back ever so lightly, matching his movements.

With a force, he pushed her to the ground. She falls on her knees and she is now faced with his boxer-clad erection. 

“Take it off with your teeth.” He commands.

She does what he says; taking the elastic band between her teeth she slowly pulls down the fabric from his throbbing cock. He lets out a sigh of relief, as his cock is free from the hold of his boxers. She lets his boxers fall and pool around his ankles. He kicks them to the corner of the room and focuses his attention back to the girl in front of him.

“You know what to do. Open wide.”

She opens her mouth wide before he thrusts his cock inside her mouth, hitting the back of her throat, making her gag. He trusts his hips over and over, watching his cock disappear into her mouth. His hands reach for the back of her head, moving it to meet up with his thrusts.

He pulls out of her mouth and a line of her spit connects the tip of his cock to her tongue.

“Spit all over my cock, slut! You know I like it messy.” He commands her.

She spits all over his cock, watching as it lathers his shaft up and fall off and onto her lap.

“Yes! Just like that, slut.” He groans and shoves his length back inside her mouth. He throws his head back and groans in pleasure.

He pulls her up by her hair, making her wince in pain. He quickly spanks her ass, the cheek turning bright red as it stings from the contact.

“Did I say you could make a sound, slut?”

“No, Mr. Styles” 

“Get over here!” he says as he yanks her by the arm and pulls her over to his bed. He sits on the bed and bends her over his lap so her ass was up in the air. He pulls off her thong and throws it to the other side of the room. He gives her a hard spank to her right bottom.

“Are you going to speak when you are not spoken to again?” he says as he gives the other cheek a spank.

“No Mr. Styles.” 

“Are you going to be a good girl?” he says giving the right cheek a hard spank again.

“Yes, I’ll be a good girl,”

He spanks her cheek even harder, her bottom turning bright red, his handprint marked on her cheek. “Yes what?”

“Yes, Mr. Styles. I’ll be a good little whore for you. I promise.”

“You better behave slut,” he says as he runs two fingers up and down her soaking slit. He groans as two of his fingers sink into her hot wet pussy. He begins to pump his fingers in and out of her quickly, stretching the walls of her soaking pussy.

“Mmmmm, you’re dripping my slut. Tell me how bad you want my cock!”

“I want your cock Mr. Styles. I want your cock inside me. I want you to fuck me hard.” She begged. 

He throws her to the bed and reaches into the bedside table. His hands digging inside the draw, she never knows what he is going to pull out of there. He pulls out a set of ropes.

“Just so we don’t have a repeat of last time,” he whispers in her ear as he ties her left wrist to the headboard, “we will put these on.” He takes her right hand and ties it to the other side of the bed.

“And to keep you from moaning,” he says before taking one of his ties and wrapping it around her mouth, his scent tickling her nose. The scent she knew and loved so well.

She is tied to the bed, ass out and faced away from him, not know what he will do next. She feels the bed shift as he kneels behind her, but she has no idea when he is going to attack. Without warning he shoved himself inside of her, her moan blocked by the tie against her mouth. He moves quickly, wasting no time. He thrust in and out of her like nothing, fucking her senseless. Her hands pushing the headboard, making it bang the wall profusely. He smacks her ass yet again, leaving his mark on her. She tightens around him as she feels her orgasm underneath her building and building. She turns around to look him in the eyes, to let him know she is close. She sees his body, covered in sweat, eyebrows furrowed, looking down at his cock sliding into her pussy. He lifts his head to see her eyes, but takes his hand and pushes her head back down.

“Don’t you dare come till I say!” he growls

She tries to hold it in as long as she can, trying as he pounds into her, getting deeper and deeper with every thrust. He reaches over her and unties her hands, not even slowing his thrusts down. He pulls her up so her back is against his sweaty chest. He takes one hand and holds her neck, but he doesn’t put and pressure, he just holds it. His hand covers her entire neck. He takes his other hand and starts toying with her clit. She is having a hard time holding in, her climax just waiting to spill out of her.

“Let go baby,” he says giving her permission to release her juices onto to him. She screams as she comes, tightening around his cock, bringing him to his own release. He lets out a loud low groan as his warm liquids spill inside of her. She collapses and her body falls to the bed. He slowly falls to the space next to her. He wraps his arms around her, turning her to face him.

“You were such a good girl today.” He says to her

She blushes and smiles at the thought that she pleased her master.

“It’s ok babe,” he says to her with a warm smile

She takes the one time opportunity to touch him and feel his skin. She runs her hands up and down his body. She finally grabs his curls, so soft and silky in her hands. He gives her a light peck on the lips.