Ninety-Nine Percent Lust One Percent Love

Niall put his hand on my leg as we pulled up in front of a club.
"This is not my house." I looked at him.
"It looks pretty homey to me." I glared at him.
"I'm kidding." He said pecking my cheek. We climbed out of the car and went inside. I quickly interlaced my fingers with Niall's as alcohol and drugs filled my nostrils. I watched the intoxicated people grinding on each other. I scrunched my nose as he took me to the bar.
"Vodka?"
"Four please." Niall said before turning to me.
"Why is Harry doing this to me?" I asked bluntly. He put his hand on my cheek.
"I can't tell you love." I looked away. He sighed and handed me a small glass of some strange clear liquid.
"What is it."
"Just try it Skye. You'll love it." I fucking loved the way he said my name. I stared at him. He caught me and I looked away blushing.
"To Skye." He cheered.
"To me!" I yelled. I downed the drink quickly and began coughing. I set the glass down holding my thoat.
"Holy fuck!" I shrieked.
"Did you like it?"
"It tastes good but I think it put a hole in my fucking throat."
"More." He demanded looking at the bartender.
----10 Shots Later

I took another shot. I lost count. I was completely drunk. I giggled as I took Niall to the dance floor. He put his hands on my waist and I slowly began grinding on him. He gripped my waist and I began picking up the speed a little. I put my hands on top of his as he moaned. He was turning me on so much. I turned around and kissed him sloppily. He kissed back pulling me closer and my hands ran through his soft blond hair. His lips slowly moved to my jaw then my neck. He pulled away.
"I need you." I whispered in his ear.
"Fuck." He mumbled. He through me over his shoulder and jogged upstairs. I giggled as he set me down on a bed. He hovered over me and crashed his lips into mine. The kiss quickly deeped and his hands slid up my shirt slowly. His soft hands gently moved to my bra clasp. He glanced at me asking for permission. I nodded slowly and he took it of along with my shirt. I reached for his jeans and took them off slowly. He looked at me with pleading eyes and I smirked. He groaned. He practically tore my shorts off. I laughed and he smiled. Our lips finally met again. We spent most of our time making out. I was so busy paying attention to our lips moving in sync that I didn't realize that that sneaky bastard took my underwear off. The tip of his member sat at the edge of my entrance. I let out a loud moan. He grinned and I glared at him playfully. He slowly entered me. I cried out and he quickly pulled out.
"Are you okay love," I nodded.
"Should I keep going?" I nodded again. He went in a little quicker and let me adjust to his size. He slowly began to go faster. I dug my nails into his back and he grabbed my waist making me move with him.
"Faster." I moaned. I couldn't believe I was having sex with Niall. I shouldn't be doing this. But I am. There is nothing Harry can do to stop me. I pushed my thoughts aside and Niall yelled my name.
"I'm so fucking close babe." He moaned. My moans quickly grew louder. And before I knew it, Niall was laying right beside me panting. He turned his body over towards me and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. I turned the opposite way.
"Thank you Niall."
"For what?"
"The best clubbing experience ever." I whispered. He kissed my shoulder and put an arm around me. I pressed my body against his and fell asleep.
-------Next morning.
I woke up and turned over to see Niall's bright blue eyes staring at me. I blushed and turned away.
"What happened last night?"
"What do you remember?"
"I remember coming up stairs with you." I said. I stood up slowly pain rushing through my body. I cried out and looked at Niall. I watched him as he licked his lips. I blinked and I followed his eyes. I looked down to see my naked body. I gasped looked at Niall.
"Did we....."
"Yep...."
"Are you sure?"
"Yep."
"Did we use..." He opened his mouth to say yes but then frowned standing up.
"No..." He said quietly.
"Did you...."
"I don't think so.." I ran a hand through my hair and out my clothes on. 11 texts. 19 missed calls. Oh shit. Niall put his clothes on and wrapped his arms around my waist. His gently kissed my jaw. I pushed him away lightly. He carefully pinned my against the wall.
"Listen to me Skye. Everything is going to be fi-,"
"No Niall. It's not going to be fine. Harry's going to be so mad at me. I'm going to be in so much trouble. He will nev-" Niall cut me off by crashing his lips into mine. I put my hand on his cheek kissing back.
"Do you believe me?" He mumbled. I nodded. I rested my forehead on his.
"Good."
----- At Harry's House.
Niall dropped me off at Harry's house. I smiled and kissed his cheek before getting out and watching him drive away. I leaned on Harry's car and looked around. I heard breathing behind me and turned to face this person. I looked up and meet Harry's green eyes. He pressed his lips harshly against mine then narrowed his eyes pulling away. I wiped his kiss away and he kissed me again. Only softer and loner this time. We pulled away at the same time. His eyes softened for a second but then turned dark green again. I stared at all of his features.
"Where the hell have you been!" He growled closing the gap between us. I winced as he pressed against me.
"Harry. You're hurting me." I choked out. He quickly pulled away but leaned into my ear.
"You've got a lot of explaining to do darling." His lips moved against my ear. I shivered nodding. God. What the hell have I gotten myself into.

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