Up all night
Chapter 3
I was at the bar again with Niall when offered me a drink. “Yeah thanks. I never got that vodka I went here for last time.” I chuckled at my own joke. After a couple more- okay more like 6-drinks Niall pulls me outside and into his car. I was probably drunk to pieces by now so I didn’t really have a clue for what was happening. After a while of me sobering up and chatting to Niall I yawned and scrolled down the window. “It’s a warm night tonight.” I commented and looked back at him. Niall was staring at me and I fidgeted feeling a little awkward. He mumbled something like “Sorry.” When my head next turned to Niall our lips met and my eyes closed. Our lips didn't leave each other for a long time. ‘Is this love?’ I questioned myself. My heart was pounding and fluttering at the same time. My ears were ringing and my emotions ran wild. When our lips pulled away I giggled and blushed. This must’ve been the first spark of color on my skin for a long time. Niall's eyes were dazed but this time he didn’t apologize. He leaned in to kiss me again but I pulled away. His face screwed up in confusion. “Sorry, it’s just that I’m…well…scared to be honest.” I mumbled feeling guilty.
“Don’t worry. This is only my first time too. I won’t leave marks.” He said in a cheery way and I knew then that one, I loved him and two, that I believed him. I made a move on him this time and we carried on like professionals.
When I woke up in the morning I was laying on Niall in his car. I gasped as I remembered what happened. In the sickest way I felt satisfied. My clothes where spread all over the car with his. I didn’t feel embarrassed that people probably saw us making love until I realized what they probably thought. I didn’t dare to move in case I hurt him. I only had to wait a few minutes before he woke up. Nialls body was warm against mine and I heard his breathing change. My tongue twisted and the words got trapped, I found myself speechless. In the end all I managed was a quiet, “Wow.” Niall chuckled and muttered,
“I know right. So how good did I do?” I elbowed him and laughed.
“Sorry, I don’t speak to people who are still drunk in the morning. Just for your satisfaction you were pretty good. Okay?”
“I’m pleased with that.” He replied cockily. I sat up and started dressing. It was only dawn but people were starting to pass by. “Yep, I need to dress too.” Niall said. One million questions where hammering my mind but the biggest one was the first to be said.
“So does this mean we are dating?” I asked a little shy.
“It is if you want it to be. In my offence, I want it to be.” Niall answered like this was a normal conversation.
“I do to.” I smirked no longer shy. Once me and Niall where dressed we stepped out of his car and he took my hand.
“I have a confession to make,” he said guiltily, “you remember when I first met you I said something about a band? Well you see I’m from one direction.” I gasped; I knew I wouldn’t break up with him ‘cos of that. I told Niall that I didn’t mind one direction and that I thought they were pretty cool. Lies, lies and more lies! I’d have to learn to like them.
“Don’t worry. This is only my first time too. I won’t leave marks.” He said in a cheery way and I knew then that one, I loved him and two, that I believed him. I made a move on him this time and we carried on like professionals.
When I woke up in the morning I was laying on Niall in his car. I gasped as I remembered what happened. In the sickest way I felt satisfied. My clothes where spread all over the car with his. I didn’t feel embarrassed that people probably saw us making love until I realized what they probably thought. I didn’t dare to move in case I hurt him. I only had to wait a few minutes before he woke up. Nialls body was warm against mine and I heard his breathing change. My tongue twisted and the words got trapped, I found myself speechless. In the end all I managed was a quiet, “Wow.” Niall chuckled and muttered,
“I know right. So how good did I do?” I elbowed him and laughed.
“Sorry, I don’t speak to people who are still drunk in the morning. Just for your satisfaction you were pretty good. Okay?”
“I’m pleased with that.” He replied cockily. I sat up and started dressing. It was only dawn but people were starting to pass by. “Yep, I need to dress too.” Niall said. One million questions where hammering my mind but the biggest one was the first to be said.
“So does this mean we are dating?” I asked a little shy.
“It is if you want it to be. In my offence, I want it to be.” Niall answered like this was a normal conversation.
“I do to.” I smirked no longer shy. Once me and Niall where dressed we stepped out of his car and he took my hand.
“I have a confession to make,” he said guiltily, “you remember when I first met you I said something about a band? Well you see I’m from one direction.” I gasped; I knew I wouldn’t break up with him ‘cos of that. I told Niall that I didn’t mind one direction and that I thought they were pretty cool. Lies, lies and more lies! I’d have to learn to like them.
