Just as Much

Erica's POV


We walk slowly to my room, I can't believe this moment is happening but I don't want to stop it at all. Get it out of my system, that's my reasoning. And my god, his kisses.


Arriving at the threshold of my bedroom, I bump the door open with my hip as we tumble inside, Niall pauses and looks around.


“Doesn't look like your style.” He laughs at the Star Wars figures adorned on the shelves and dinosaur pictures. It looks like I'm staying in a fifteen year old boy's room but I can't mind too much.


“It works for me. Just a space to stay.” I shrug my shoulders, I don't know what to do now, I feel like our momentum has died. I sit on the bed and Niall looks at my night stand, the picture of my father and I on it. “Thank you so much for that.” I tell him, leaning my head on his shoulder.


“I couldn't get your story out of my head. I ran into your mum in Simon's office and I asked her if she had any pictures. She was a little confused but I just told her I wanted to do something special for you.” I nod, wondering why my mom was in Simon's office, I cringe at the thought, knowing she'd do anything for him, and I don't want that from Niall. That's why I've been so persistent, I don't want it to be me always coming to him. He has to want me too. We sit in silence for just a little bit longer. “Erica.” He starts but I turn to him and quiet his lips by kissing him. I don't want to talk at midnight.


I push him back on the bed, slightly laying over top of him, our lips still connected as I put my left leg over his waist. God I've missed him.


I get on my knees suddenly and pull my shirt over my head, throwing it across the room as Niall tries to sit up, my body half blocking his ability so I pull at the hem of his white shirt, bringing it up and over his head, he falls back on the bed. His hands gliding up and down my sides. The feel of his skin on mine, the body heat, just breathing him in is everything I've needed.


I straddle him, my fingers going through his hair, pulling at his neck as his hands find the clasp in my bra, he easily manages to undo it, I'm quickly upright, eager to be skin to skin. I watch Niall try and control his reaction to the sudden sight of my completely naked top half and I can't help but smile and laugh just slightly. I lean back down and start nibbling his ear, I know he's enjoying it when he suddenly grips my thigh and flips us over, him on top of me now.


I feel like I've been waiting for this moment forever.


His fingers linger on the button of my jeans, looking at me as if for permission, I blush and nod my head as he effortlessly fixes the button, unzips my jeans, getting off the bed quickly to find my feet and pull them off. He does the same with his, struggling a bit more, once again making me laugh. He glares at me before laughing and joining me on the bed with a bounce, only our underwear separating us.


“Do you um, have anything?” He looks at me and it takes me as second to process it.


“No. Don't you?” I prop myself up on my elbows, looking at him.


“This wasn't really my intention. You really don't have any?” I shake my head no. “Not even for Ian?” I purse my lips.


“Do you really want to ask me that?”


“Nope.” He quickly retreats.


“I'll go check Heath's room.” I slide off the bed and down the hall, leaving Niall half naked and alone in my room. I rip open his nightstand drawer, finding what I need quickly and running back to the bedroom, thankfully no windows in the hallway so I don't have to cover myself.


I see Niall, stretched out on the bed as I straddle him, kissing him sweetly before our soft kisses become deeper, his hand running down my back, grasping my butt. He uses one hand to push me forward a little bit while his other hand slides under my underwear finding me dripping for him. I immediately kneel between his legs, condom wrapper still in hand, and pull his boxers down, gripping his hard length in my hand, I bring my mouth to him, taking in just the tip as I I look up, seeing him instantly close his eyes and lean his head back deeper into the pillow. I swirl my tongue around him while my one of my hands starts pumping him.


“Erica that's enough.” He pulls my arms up and turns us so I'm on bottom again. He takes the foil wrapper from me, ripping it open and unrolling on himself, rubbing his fingers on my core. He positions himself against me, pressing ever so slightly against me until he's all the way in. The sensation itself is unbearable.


He starts thrusting slowly, his lips finding mine, breaking away slightly to massage my breasts. His thrusts get faster and harder as my legs wrap around his waist, allowing for deeper entry. I pull at his back, wanting more and more of him. His moans mixed with mine are enough to send me over the edge as our moves get less controlled. I feel my insides start to clench around him as I arch my back slightly and come moaning his name. One more hard thrust and Niall does the same, instantly collapsing on top of me.


We stay, covered in sweat, drowning in the moment. Over whelmed with emotion after what has taken place. I can't believe after all this time, it's happened. Niall positions himself over me and slowly pulls out, leaving to take care of himself as I find my underwear and tank top, crawling back into bed. Niall joins in a minute, pulling his boxers back on.


I don't let my mind wonder, just trying to live in the moment we've created as I snuggle closer to Niall and fall asleep.


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I wake up to the light, still on my side facing the wall and I turn to stretch, quickly realizing that I'm alone. Panic fills me. No way. Not again.


I scoot to the side of the bed, all of his clothes are gone from the floor. I throw open a drawer and put some sweat pants on, grab a sweatshirt that's been laying on the back of the chair and slide it on. I open the door and listen, nothing.


I check the bathroom. Empty.


I check Heath's room. Empty.


I start breathing heavily. He wouldn't do this to me, not again. Oh god, please don't tell me he left. I find my phone in my room and call him quick, it goes straight to voicemail, it's turned off.


I walk to the kitchen and see no Niall anywhere. I slowly walk back to the bedroom, shoulders have fallen as I sit on the edge of the bed. It's cold, he's been gone for a while. I suddenly just feel dirty and used. I bring my knees up and and drop my head in my knees. I can't keep crying for him.

Notes

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