I Thought You'd Care
Chapter 15: Pass the Hat (Part II)
Chapter 15: Pass the Hat (Part II)
Nell’s POV
Louis and Eleanor’s turns flew by. It was mine, now, and I waited while everyone wrote down their questions. I was really scared about what questions I would be getting. Judging from some of the others’ questions, things could get a bit intimate. Liam handed me the hat and with a cold sense of dread I opened the first question. “Alright. Let’s do this,” I said. I had started off with an easy one. “Best day of your life? The day my little brother, Clyde, was born. And I gained a best friend. Biggest turn off? Cockiness. I hate it when people think too highly of themselves.” I shot a look at my dear friend Harry and continued. “Biggest fear? That someone I love will kill themselves again. Worst day of my life? The day my older brother shot himself, hands down. I miss him. Biggest turn on? Proper grammar.” That warranted a laugh from everyone, especially after the heavy answers I had been giving. “If you mean physical turn on, sort of what Niall said. When you draw out a moment.” I did my best not to look at him. Hopefully no one would realize the connection there. “Here’s a good one: Kiss, marry, kill; Louis, Eleanor, Liam. Okay…sorry, Danielle, but I would kiss Liam, marry Elle, and kill Louis.” Louis punched my shoulder playfully, Eleanor grinned at me, and Danielle laughed, reassuring me that she wasn’t mad. “Are you a virgin? Hah. No,” I said, dragging out the second word, as if it were obvious. I was feeling better about the whole thing until I opened the last one. I looked at it, then looked up to see Harry smirking at me; clearly, it was his question. The paper read, ‘best kiss of your life, and explain.’ He was in for a surprise, and I wasn’t looking forward to admitting to everyone that I’d kissed Niall. It crossed my mind to lie, but that would hurt Niall, so I gulped and tried to look like I wasn’t too uncomfortable. “What was the best kiss of your life, and explain,” I said aloud. Niall’s eyes perked up. He was staring at me, and I got tingles deep in my stomach. He did something to me, I swear. Harry was still grinning cheekily. I looked away from the two of them. “It was with Niall,” I said. “It was the night that I met him, and I was playing piano, and then he started singing along with it, and then the song ended and we just kissed. And it was really, really nice. That’s all my questions. Liam’s turn.” I looked back over to the boys. Harry was frowning, a murderous look in his eyes, but then I saw Niall. The way he was grinning, the look of just…happiness on his face made me want to go up and just kiss him again. I really like this kid, I thought to myself.
-Two hours later-
Everyone except for me, Niall, and Harry had turned in to their respective bedrooms. The girls had stayed here, and were obviously up to no good with their boyfriends right now. I looked over and realized that Harry was asleep on the other couch. Niall and I were sitting with our thighs barely touching. For some reason, I decided to text him rather than say something aloud.
To: Blondie
Heyyy Niall
From: Blondie
Heyyy Nell
As he replied to me, I noticed that he had changed my name from ‘Your Best Kiss ;)’ to ‘Nell’. “Hey!” I exclaimed, not too loudly, so as not to wake Harry. “You changed my contact name.”
He grinned cheekily at me. “Yeah, I did.”
I wanted to do terrible things to this boy. I slowly stood up and sat back down so I was in his lap, my legs on either side of him, staring at him. I locked my hands behind his neck. “Is it because I’m no longer your best kiss?” I asked, pouting slightly.
He groaned, and I felt his cock twinge a bit under me. “Definitely not,” he said sexily.
“Good,” I said, getting off of him and resuming my original position, although perhaps a little closer to Niall.
“But,” He said, “I might need a bit of a reminder.” He put his hand on my leg and turned so he was facing me. Again, our lips just a centimeter apart. But this time, I couldn’t resist. I mimicked his gesture, putting a hand on his leg, and put the other on the side of his neck. I leaned in and—bam. Our lips connected. We moved in rhythm for a while, and then he tugged at my bottom lip with his teeth, eliciting a small moan from me. I opened my mouth and felt his tongue collide with mine. While we kissed his hand crept up his leg. I started to move towards his crotch when he took his hand off my leg, grabbed mine, and stopped me. “Hey, let me get you, okay?” I smiled and pressed my lips back onto his. He put his hand back on my thigh and moved under my dress. I could feel him getting closer and closer to my core. I had only a thong on. He finally reached the place where I needed him most and I gasped. He rubbed me through my underwear. “Already wet, eh?” He grinned. “Shut up,” I said. His fingers moved up and down my slit. Finally he shoved my thong to the side and started rubbing on my clit. I moaned. Suddenly, I felt him slip a finger inside me. I groaned. “Oh, god, Niall.” He added another finger and it was all I could do not to scream. He continued rubbing circles on my clit with his other hand, and as I felt him put a third finger in me I could hold it in anymore. I felt the pressure building and as his fingers curled and hit my g spot I released and came, my juices flowing onto his fingers. I sat there gasping, as he pulled himself out of me and licked his fingers. I reached down and fixed my panties. They were dripping wet, but I didn’t care. All I knew was that Niall was amazing at whatever he had just done.
I kissed him and, tasting myself on his tongue, got turned on again. I reached over and palmed him through his jeans, but he gently took my hand and pulled it away. “Look, don’t get me wrong, I want nothing more than that, but I really want to take it slow with you. One thing at a time. It’s actually a lot nicer that way.”
I smiled. “I like you a lot, Niall.”
“I like you a lot, too, Nell.”
Nell’s POV
Louis and Eleanor’s turns flew by. It was mine, now, and I waited while everyone wrote down their questions. I was really scared about what questions I would be getting. Judging from some of the others’ questions, things could get a bit intimate. Liam handed me the hat and with a cold sense of dread I opened the first question. “Alright. Let’s do this,” I said. I had started off with an easy one. “Best day of your life? The day my little brother, Clyde, was born. And I gained a best friend. Biggest turn off? Cockiness. I hate it when people think too highly of themselves.” I shot a look at my dear friend Harry and continued. “Biggest fear? That someone I love will kill themselves again. Worst day of my life? The day my older brother shot himself, hands down. I miss him. Biggest turn on? Proper grammar.” That warranted a laugh from everyone, especially after the heavy answers I had been giving. “If you mean physical turn on, sort of what Niall said. When you draw out a moment.” I did my best not to look at him. Hopefully no one would realize the connection there. “Here’s a good one: Kiss, marry, kill; Louis, Eleanor, Liam. Okay…sorry, Danielle, but I would kiss Liam, marry Elle, and kill Louis.” Louis punched my shoulder playfully, Eleanor grinned at me, and Danielle laughed, reassuring me that she wasn’t mad. “Are you a virgin? Hah. No,” I said, dragging out the second word, as if it were obvious. I was feeling better about the whole thing until I opened the last one. I looked at it, then looked up to see Harry smirking at me; clearly, it was his question. The paper read, ‘best kiss of your life, and explain.’ He was in for a surprise, and I wasn’t looking forward to admitting to everyone that I’d kissed Niall. It crossed my mind to lie, but that would hurt Niall, so I gulped and tried to look like I wasn’t too uncomfortable. “What was the best kiss of your life, and explain,” I said aloud. Niall’s eyes perked up. He was staring at me, and I got tingles deep in my stomach. He did something to me, I swear. Harry was still grinning cheekily. I looked away from the two of them. “It was with Niall,” I said. “It was the night that I met him, and I was playing piano, and then he started singing along with it, and then the song ended and we just kissed. And it was really, really nice. That’s all my questions. Liam’s turn.” I looked back over to the boys. Harry was frowning, a murderous look in his eyes, but then I saw Niall. The way he was grinning, the look of just…happiness on his face made me want to go up and just kiss him again. I really like this kid, I thought to myself.
-Two hours later-
Everyone except for me, Niall, and Harry had turned in to their respective bedrooms. The girls had stayed here, and were obviously up to no good with their boyfriends right now. I looked over and realized that Harry was asleep on the other couch. Niall and I were sitting with our thighs barely touching. For some reason, I decided to text him rather than say something aloud.
To: Blondie
Heyyy Niall
From: Blondie
Heyyy Nell
As he replied to me, I noticed that he had changed my name from ‘Your Best Kiss ;)’ to ‘Nell’. “Hey!” I exclaimed, not too loudly, so as not to wake Harry. “You changed my contact name.”
He grinned cheekily at me. “Yeah, I did.”
I wanted to do terrible things to this boy. I slowly stood up and sat back down so I was in his lap, my legs on either side of him, staring at him. I locked my hands behind his neck. “Is it because I’m no longer your best kiss?” I asked, pouting slightly.
He groaned, and I felt his cock twinge a bit under me. “Definitely not,” he said sexily.
“Good,” I said, getting off of him and resuming my original position, although perhaps a little closer to Niall.
“But,” He said, “I might need a bit of a reminder.” He put his hand on my leg and turned so he was facing me. Again, our lips just a centimeter apart. But this time, I couldn’t resist. I mimicked his gesture, putting a hand on his leg, and put the other on the side of his neck. I leaned in and—bam. Our lips connected. We moved in rhythm for a while, and then he tugged at my bottom lip with his teeth, eliciting a small moan from me. I opened my mouth and felt his tongue collide with mine. While we kissed his hand crept up his leg. I started to move towards his crotch when he took his hand off my leg, grabbed mine, and stopped me. “Hey, let me get you, okay?” I smiled and pressed my lips back onto his. He put his hand back on my thigh and moved under my dress. I could feel him getting closer and closer to my core. I had only a thong on. He finally reached the place where I needed him most and I gasped. He rubbed me through my underwear. “Already wet, eh?” He grinned. “Shut up,” I said. His fingers moved up and down my slit. Finally he shoved my thong to the side and started rubbing on my clit. I moaned. Suddenly, I felt him slip a finger inside me. I groaned. “Oh, god, Niall.” He added another finger and it was all I could do not to scream. He continued rubbing circles on my clit with his other hand, and as I felt him put a third finger in me I could hold it in anymore. I felt the pressure building and as his fingers curled and hit my g spot I released and came, my juices flowing onto his fingers. I sat there gasping, as he pulled himself out of me and licked his fingers. I reached down and fixed my panties. They were dripping wet, but I didn’t care. All I knew was that Niall was amazing at whatever he had just done.
I kissed him and, tasting myself on his tongue, got turned on again. I reached over and palmed him through his jeans, but he gently took my hand and pulled it away. “Look, don’t get me wrong, I want nothing more than that, but I really want to take it slow with you. One thing at a time. It’s actually a lot nicer that way.”
I smiled. “I like you a lot, Niall.”
“I like you a lot, too, Nell.”
8/19/13