Dad was, of course, eager to let Noah, Kiley, and Madi come with us. We all piled into the SUV he had rented—a GMC Acadia, one of his favorite SUVs ever—and began our day.

Of course, we went to the Hollywood sign. We went to the Walk of Fame, checked out all the historical things, and even toured the Paramount Studios. We took all kinds of crazy pictures.
Honestly, it was even better because Noah, Kiley, and Madi were there. It wouldn’t have been as special without them.

I wasn’t really surprised at how well Max fit in with us. He was a lot like Noah in some ways with some differences, of course. Even still, Kiley seemed to take a special liking to him that made me a little excited. What made me even more excited was that he seemed to match the attraction.

Hopeless dreaming? Probably, but I didn’t really care. It made me happy to think that maybe it could happen.

After getting some lunch, the rest of our day was dedicated to shopping and some more shopping. When told I got an entire wardrobe makeover, Kiley and Madi went nuts. Dad eventually got to the point where he gave us the card when we found a store and let us do our thing. Sometimes Max and Noah would hang back with him, and once I heard Dad and Max ask Noah about Niall. I knew Noah would have nothing but good to say, so I just had my fun being a girl for the first time in my life.

I got all kinds of dresses and outfits, but I knew I wouldn’t be able to get performance outfits until I was told the song . . . if I even went on. Truthfully, I wasn’t so sure. Everyone did amazing, and though I got good feedback, America feels differently sometimes.

As the day turned to night, we found the last store we planned to go in for the day. I got two pairs of hidden wedge shoes, a pair of silver diamond covered sandal stilettos—the fake plastic diamonds, of course. They were really neat because they were like the “sandal” heels I loved, but they also had these diamond covered wraps that went almost up to my knee. They swirled around my leg and helped keep the shoe on.

So neat. Anyways, it was bought to go with my mint green strapless dress sweetheart cut dress with a line of silver “diamonds” running along the top. It was a soft and amazing dress, and I decided to wear it and the shoes to the eliminations tomorrow.

That was that. Shopping, day one. I wasn’t the only one who got stuff, but Max, Noah, and Dad had to go to the vehicle at least six or seven times. Maybe more. I had the most stuff, but Kiley and Madi got quite a bit, too. So, I didn’t feel so strange walking into the house with lots of stuff.
Max and Noah were, of course, carrying the most stuff for us, but there was so much, we had to carry some of our own bags.

Niall was laughing so hard as we began the walk up the stairs to our respective rooms. Harley very eagerly followed after me, but I was too tired to deal with the stuff. All that walking and shopping and exploring led me to a place of utter exhaustion. We were all pooped, though I wasn’t as tired as everyone else seemed to be. Max kissed the top of my head gently and said a quick goodnight, and after swooping down to pick up Harley, he left with Dad and Harley.

Not really sure why he stole my dog, but I could always smack him for it later.

Instead of putting all of the clothes up, I put them in the corner, pulled off my shoes, and took my shorts off. The door was closed, so I just hopped right into bed for a night of rest and relaxation.

Niall had a different idea, however.

When my door quickly opened and then closed, I knew exactly who it was, and I just let out a content sigh. “You shouldn’t be here.”

“I know,” he mumbled, letting out a deep sigh of his own. “Look, Evie, as much as I hate doing this, we have to take all things into consideration. What are we gonna do if you go home tonight, or you don’t make it to the finale somehow? I think you did your absolute best last night, but sometimes, it’s more of a popularity vote than anything else.”

“Well, I don’t know,” I admitted, and despite how exhausted I was, I was very excited when he climbed onto the bed with me and laid down beside me. Even though it was wrong and shouldn’t be happening at that time, it made me happier than probably anything else.

Especially when he leaned over and tenderly kissed my temple. “I can’t lose you, Evie. If something happens and you go home tomorrow, I have to know how I’ll ever see you again without it being obvious that I’m hunting you down.”

“I could go to a concert,” I offered. “It’s not farfetched. I mean, I am a fan, and that was stated before I knew it was you out there.”

“But how would that lead to something more?” he murmured. “Unless we already had feelings, it wouldn’t just be like, ‘Oh, you! Hey. How about we date?’ ya know?”

I pressed my lips together. “We could hang out after and talk for hours. Depending on the winner, it could be more than just you.”

He sighed. “If it’s Brinley, though . . . .”

I made a face. “That’ll pose a problem, but she’s not stopping me from being with you. I won’t let her.”

Despite his fear, that made him smile, and before I knew it, his lips very tenderly met mine in a sweet and loving kiss. “Okay, Evie. I believe you. Should we make a backup plan?”

I shrugged. “I don’t think there’s anything else we could do. I mean, if you’re touring with Brinley, I could come to multiple concerts. It would seem like I’m stalking you, though.”

He chuckled under his breath, but he didn’t say anything for a minute as he slid underneath the covers to actually snuggle up to me.

To say that I couldn’t breathe right was the understatement of the year. He acted as if it wasn’t a big deal, but this was the first time I had cuddled with anyone, ever. Being in his arms like this, pressed up against his chest so close that I could hear his heart beating louder than a drum and hear the blood flowing through his veins, it was exactly where I wanted to be for the rest of my life.

“You’re right,” he decided. “One concert is all it could be, unless we casually run into each other somewhere and somehow. You could go back to Ireland.”

“I really want to,” I agreed. “Dublin would be the perfect place to accidentally meet up . . . if the concert thing doesn’t work.”

His smile brightened, and he leaned over and kissed my forehead. I had to suck in a gush of air so I didn’t keel over, and I think Niall noticed because his smile just got even brighter.

“Of course. But, you know, if you just win this competition and tour with us, it doesn’t really matter.”

I rolled my eyes and scrunched my nose. “I’m gonna do my absolute best, though that’s easier said than done when you hear some of my competition.”

He shook his head. “No, Evie. You can do this if you just keep going at the pace you’re going now. Brinley, Emma, Jesse, and Kiley are the only ones I’ve heard that really stand anywhere even close to you. Noah and Madi are so talented, and they can have an outstanding career, but you’re something special, Evie. I’ve never heard a voice like yours. Somehow, you just make everything incredible. Pitchy or not, you make it sexy and fun.”

“I think that’s just you,” I grinned.

“I thought that ever since the blind auditions,” he disagreed. “Well . . . fine, that’s not much different than now, but it’s not just me. Adam, Blake, Christina, Harry, Zayn, Louis, and Liam all agree. You’re not something you come across just every day—in any sense. I don’t just mean how you sing. You perform in a captivating way. You’re alive, and honestly, when I first talked to you after seeing you perform . . . I noticed there was a difference in the stage you and off-stage you. There really isn’t anymore, and I guess I get it now. Audry was still you, and Everit was trying to break out. You know, I think both are pretty great, but I really fancy Everit. I’d very much love to keep her by my side for the rest of my life.”

And I kissed him faster than I think he even realized I could. It took him by surprise, obviously, but he got over it quickly and began kissing me right back—matching my excitement with an eagerness of his own. While he held me in his arms, he rolled over so that he was on top of me. He tried to slip his tongue in my mouth, but when I wouldn’t let him, he instead began nibbling down my neck, rubbing his teeth so tauntingly on my skin that I felt myself growing very wet and very eager to just jump his bones.

When I let out the softest moan, he pulled away and let out a dark and beyond sexy chuckle. I saw his lips open to say something, but he stopped and instead just smiled lovingly down at me. While he did, his fingers softly rubbed down my cheeks, and he just stared down at me with a smile that didn’t fade, didn’t change.

I was confused, but his gaze made me blush furiously. “What, Niall? You started to say something.”

He paused for a minute, his eyebrows furrowed, before he finally nodded. “Right. Sorry. You’re just so beautiful. Seriously, it’s distracting for me.”

I heard the quiet squeak in the back of my throat, but instead of letting Niall process it, I just kissed him all over again. This was so wrong, and he definitely shouldn’t have been in here, but I couldn’t help it. I had to have him.

I had heard a significant other compared to a drug before, but I always thought that was stupid.
Yet it was the only thing in the world I could think of that described what was going on, what we had. I was addicted to him, and I knew that the more I got, the more I would want.

Eventually, I wouldn’t be able to be away from him . . . but I would have to.

Niall didn’t know what to think when I pulled away and ran my fingers through my hair, but I knew this couldn’t get carried away. It wouldn’t be healthy for us to get so addicted to each other when we would have to part.

If I won and went on tour with them, it would be a bit before we went on the tour, in which time I would finish up school and produce an album. It would mean time without him, time I wouldn’t be able to be with him publically. As far as anyone would know, we would both be single.

That’s why I was twirling my fingers around, wishing with everything in me that I could fast forward through time. Not now—after the competition.

Then you’d miss all your other memories, Ev. You’d miss out on the normal teenager things.

Niall noticed my expression and began softly kissing my neck. “You know, it’ll be rough those few months in-between this show and the tour. I’ll have to continue telling everyone I’m single, and we’ll have to have a freaking ocean between us. And, you know, I’m okay with that. As long as you wait for me and still love me in the end, it’ll all be worth it one day.”

“One day,” I agreed with a smile, loving the way he started biting down my neck. “You should probably go. If someone else doesn’t come looking for you, your band mates probably will.”

He made a face. “Okay . . . but before I go, can I ask one favor?”

I pressed my lips together, eyeing him carefully. “Sure, Niall. Anything.”

“Bite me,” he breathed, surprising me with the intensity and the desire laced in his voice. His eyes were like a burning forest, so wild and full of emotion that I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t do anything but sit there and blink for a minute—while I was blushing, of course.

I got over the shock and slowly shook my head. “I can’t, Niall.”

“Come on,” he pleaded, voice soft and gentle as he began looking at me through wide, pleading eyes. For an added cuteness factor, he poked his bottom lip out.

I almost caved right then, but instead of caving, I decided to stall it—try and fight it the best that I could. “Why do you want me to bite you anyways?”

“Bite marks are love notes written in flesh,” he murmured, as if he had thought about this more than I realized. “So bite me hard. Make me moan. Bite me somewhere I can always see it and remember what I have to look forward to.”

I shook my head. “I can’t do that, Niall. If I bite you where you can see it, that means everyone else can, too.”

He smirked at me, eyes proud and full of delight as if he had something in mind that I didn’t think about. “Not if you do it on, say, my hip or something.”

And I couldn’t resist him at this point. He looked so eager, so happy to think that I would bite him again, write another “love note” on his body. I didn’t understand it, but I also decided that it was incredible of him to ask. To put it in such an adorable way—yet slightly demented, sure—that I couldn’t resist.

So, very carefully, I laid him back and began sliding his shirt up. I didn’t take it off; only slid it up enough that his muscular abs were exposed, which also exposed his hips. This surprised him,
I think, but while he laid back and prepared to be bitten again, I started kissing down his chest. I started with his hip and began moving along the edge of his pants, all the way up to his abs and the edge of his shirt. That actually made his entire body stiffen, and he let out the softest moan before I even bit him.

While he was distracted, I just did it, which seemed to come out of nowhere for him. In an instant, his eyes were blinded and his ears deafened, so I took that opportunity and climbed on top of him. He already had a serious boner, but this didn’t help him at all.

We were making out, hard, for a good bit before he finally rolled me over and began biting down my neck, moaning deeply into my ear as I knotted my fingers in his hair. “Evie—”

Normally, I would’ve let him talk, but I really didn’t want to hear what he wanted to say.
Something shut off in my mind, and all I could think about was kissing him. Having him as close to me as possible. Having as much of his skin touching as much of mine as possible.

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That’s why, before I think either of us really even knew what was going on, I was practically naked, and he had on just his boxers. The only thing I still had on was my underwear, too, and Niall wasn’t complaining. At all.
When he began biting and sucking on my nipple, it was all I could do to keep quiet. I think that was when my thought process caught up with me, and I realized I was half naked while Niall Horan had fun playing with my boobs.

And despite the fact I gained thought processes back, I couldn’t bring myself to stop it. I was too horny, and I wanted this too badly to stop him when he began kissing down to the edge of my underwear, pulling at the band with his teeth.

You can have everything planned out in your head to go a certain way, but when you’re in certain situations in the certain timing and place, anything can happen.

He, in a tender way, started biting at the corner of my leg and pelvis, on both sides, before his finger rubbed around my center. Finding it already wetter than an ocean, he slid it easily inside, despite the resistance from the tight virgin muscles.

While I used every ounce of willpower in my body to hold in the gasp, he started moving his finger slowly in and out of me, and before I knew it, he had an incredibly fast and steady rhythm going hard. I could feel a strange pressure building up in my stomach, I think. I couldn’t really tell where it was exactly, but it was strange. It felt unnatural, but the more he pushed his finger inside me, the more intense it got.

So suddenly, he dipped his head and replaced his finger with his tongue, and that was a different sensation entirely. His tongue danced around the walls of my center and rubbed against my clit every now and then to provoke me. Out of nowhere, what seemed like a simple flicker over my clit turned into Niall sucking on it just once.

Holy. Crap.

While my mind swirled with the intensity of these raw and surreal emotions, he pushed his tongue inside of me while his thumb pressed firmly against my clit. It was absolutely mind boggling, and I had no idea what was happening to me. All I knew was that I didn’t just want his tongue or finger inside of me, though having any part of him inside of me was quite the thrill.

No. I wanted his hard shaft inside of me.

While I fought back any noises, I could feel my body setting on fire, it seemed. The pressure kept growing and growing and growing, and I didn’t think it would stop. It wasn’t a painful pressure, but I didn’t know what it was. It was just strange.

In just a single instant, when I thought I couldn’t take any more pressure, it just exploded. Everything inside of me did. I didn’t understand why, but Niall started licking the walls of my pussy and anywhere within a close proximity to it.

I didn’t really care that he had just gotten me off by going down on me. I was hungry to have his lips on mine again, but more than that, I wanted to have him inside of me.

He moaned into the kiss as my hands slid into his boxers to play with him. That alone made him shiver with desire, and all I could think to myself was, I know a way to warm him up.

And that’s exactly what I did. While his eyes were closed, I began tugging on the waist of his boxers, which he was surprisingly very eager to shed. The erect penis was, also very shockingly, attractive to me. I had seen a penis before, and I knew what it looked like. But I never thought I would actually find one attractive, yet seeing it only made me want it inside of me even more.

I planned to give him some head or something, but I think he wanted what I wanted just as badly as I did. So, he laid me back against the pillows and very delicately began kissing me.

“This will hurt, love,” he murmured, but that didn’t stop him from getting into position between my open legs to, in fact, take my virginity—if the oral didn’t do that, anyways.

I let out a shaky breath and nodded, giving him a warm smile. “It’ll be worth it.”

He had a smile brighter than I had seen him have in a long while, and in a short few seconds, he very slowly pushed himself in, pushing through the tight walls and the pain rather easily.
Yes, I was soaking wet, and yes, I was a tight virgin, but despite the fact that it felt almost like he was ripping some of my muscles in the process of getting his large and hard member in, somehow it felt good, too.

And before I knew it, he was completely inside of me and laying on me, our bodies literally as close as they could get. This was all I wanted, to have us in this loving embrace connected as one, so I wrapped my arms tightly around him and let him do his thing.

It was rather easy to ignore the pain when the pleasure was so great. His penis moved a lot easier after a few times of pushing in and pulling out. And the moment I looked at him with nothing but pure pleasure in my eyes when he pushed himself back in, he got a much faster rhythm started. In and out, our hips collided quietly, but it felt insanely amazing. You wouldn’t think that our hip bones slamming together would be a turn on, but it was.

And there came that pressure again, much more intense than the first time.

His lips crashed down onto mine so that he could moan into my mouth. It was much quieter that way, so I knew no one would possibly hear it.

I met his excitement by biting his lip pretty damn hard. When I tasted blood, it didn’t even occur to me that people would question it. All that occurred to me was that he was inside of me, making sweet love to me as I held him close to my body.

He let out a struggled groan, suddenly pulling away from my lips so he could push a little harder into me, a little faster, too. “I’m c-coming.”

I figured out what that meant right about the time he shoved his penis very hard inside of me, as far as he could possibly manage, before very slowly yet still slightly roughly pulling out and pushing back in while his entire body, penis included, trembled. I didn’t really understand it, but my mind lost all grasp on reality when the pressure inside of me erupted again in a much more powerful explosion of pleasure.

We both came at the same time.

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When I opened my eyes and met Niall’s, I had never seen him move so quickly. He jumped up and began scrambling to put his clothes on, which would, to my dismay, cover up his sexy ass, and he began trying to scurry out of the room.

That left me naked and confused. “Niall?”

I hadn’t expected him to stop, but instead of opening the door, he did. “Evie . . . please don’t misunderstand this reaction. That was probably one of the best moments of my life.”

“Then why are you going?” I whispered, finding myself sounding rather pathetic at the moment. As a matter of fact, I was so hurt inside that I could see tears filling my eyes. “Can’t you just stay?”

“I would stay and spend every night laying beside you so I could wake up to your beautiful face every morning,” he breathed, but he still wouldn’t look at me. “But technically, Evie, that was rape. I’m twenty. You’re seventeen. The age of consent in California is eighteen. I just raped you. Not to mention, we’re supposed to be avoiding any kind of contact. Then, suddenly, boom. I lose my virginity to the girl I wanna spend the rest of my life with after knowing her, what? Two months? Not even that . . . . I have to stay away from you, Evie, because the only thing I’ll be able to think when I look at you now is that I’ve given you everything I have, and I will always give you everything I have to give. You’re the most special person in my life, and I can’t lose you. I won’t be able to make the proper judgment, and I have to. I have to do what’s right.”

“Niall, please come here?” I pleaded, voice sounding just as weak as it did before. “Just hold me for a few more minutes, and you can go. I won’t be ‘sexy’ anymore. I won’t talk to you other than for business and casual conversation around the house. Everything can be ignored and put away for the time being, but for just a little bit, can you hold me?”

I didn’t actually expect him to grant my request, but when he turned around slowly to look at me, lips slightly parted and eyes full of tears, I realized that he needed to hold me as badly as I needed him to.

He very quickly moved over to tightly hug me against him, and when I began crying, he became everything I wanted and whispered the sweetest and sincerest comforts to me, rocking me back and forth. Even though I was still naked, he didn’t get horny. He just held me.

When my tears stopped and my breaths steadied, he kissed my temples. “My fantasies about you are only gonna get worse now. I know how insanely beautiful you are, all over your body, and I won’t be able to stop thinking about it. I apologize in advance in case I have problems realizing you have clothes on . . . .”

That made me smile, despite how sad I previously had been. Still, he held me just like I asked, and before I knew it, he laid down beside me and started rubbing my cheeks. While he did, he started softly singing a song I couldn’t recognize.

I didn’t really care what it was. I was out within a minute anyways.

Notes

The lyrics are from One Minute by Krewella.

So, I wasn't sure if I gave away that the sexy time was coming soon or not. I probably did. x3 I'm horrible at keeping things secret sometimes. Haha. But either way, surprised or not, hope you enjoyed this chapter. ;)

For those of you who skipped between the lines, nothing wrong with that! Don't hate me because I wrote the words in between the lines.

What'd you think of Niall's reaction? Comment and lemme know! Just lemme know what you thought of the chapter in general, really. :)

Hope you enjoyed!