After the night Niall and I had about me finding out about his scars. Everything seemed to change. It didn’t feel like Niall was hiding something from me anymore, “I like this bed,” Niall tells me. Niall and I got up early to clean out Liam’s room and pick furniture. We were cuddling on the lounge, “it goes with the rest of your furniture,” he added. I nodded my head at a white four poster bed, “but I want the room to be us,” I tell him.

“It will be us, but I want it more to be for you. That place is going to be your space. Me and the boys going to take up the rest of the house. Everywhere you’re going to look is going to be boy stuff. So, I want our room to be what you want. I don’t care if it’s girly,” he tells me. Niall kissed the top of my head, “but we can change it. I’m getting rid of my wardrobe since we have the walk in. I only have one white side table, bookcase and a desk,” I say.

“and you love that desk,” he pointed out. I do love that desk, but I could find a new one, “so the desk stays or I’m not moving in,” Niall warned. I nodded my head, “what about white and grey?” I wondered. Niall nodded his head, “but I still want a four-poster bed,” he smiled. I smiled as I shook my head, “do I need to get rope with that?” I joked. Niall nodded his head, “I could just use scarves. I think that be nicer on your skin,” he smirked.

“Aww thank you for thinking about me,” I say sarcastically. Niall laughed a little bit, “but that white four poster bed does come in grey and it also has matching side tables,” I tell him. Niall nodded his head, “and how are we going to pay for this?” Niall asked. I’ve been waiting for him to ask this, “I am and no buts,” I replied. Niall shook his head, “but it’s also my room, so I can pay for it,” he smiled.

“But I’m the one that wants to change it, so I should pay for it,” I pointed out. Niall shook his head again, “how about we go halves. We are a couple now and that means everything gets split in half,” he tells me. I smiled at him, “we also live together and picking out furniture,” he continued. I nodded my head before I kissed him, “if you want to go look at this shit. You better get ready. We have a lot to get,” he finished.

“Ok,” I pouted. Niall kissed me, “why are you pouting?” he wondered. I pushed him back into the lounge before I straddled his lap. Niall grabbed my hips and that’s when I remembered about his wrist, “don’t think about it,” he tells me. I looked at him, “I can’t help it,” I say. Niall kissed me, “you have all morning until then. If I didn’t have the bandage on you wouldn’t have noticed,” he pointed out.

“Probably. We better get ready if we want to go out,” I tell him. Niall kissed me again, “so my bandage wrist does turn you off,” Niall says. I shook my head, but Niall nodded his head, “you just jumped me, but stopped when you saw my wrist. It turns you off,” he explained. I shook my head, “I’m just worried that I’ll hurt you,” I lied. I don’t know what exactly happened, but when I remembered about his wrist. I forgot what I was going to do, “it turns you off, because you know what’s under there,” he pointed out.

“Ok maybe. I’m just worried still. I want us to talk about it,” I rambled. Niall took in a deep breath, “I started about four months after you left. I felt numb and cutting myself made me feel something. Then I started doing it when I did something wrong,” he started. Niall ran his hands up and down my thighs a couple of times, “that night that we got back together. The one when I found out about Liam and Sophia,” he started.

“You went back to the frat house to do something,” I say. Did Niall cut himself that night? Did he punish himself, because of me? Niall kissed me, “I didn’t cut myself that night. I went back to get rid of my blades, but after finding out about Liam and Soph. When I got back the frat house I completely forgot what I was meant to do. I haven’t done it for two weeks until last night,” he admitted.

“Why did you do it last night? What were you punishing yourself for?” I questioned. Niall looked down, so I grabbed his hands, “cause I threw Max in your face, called you a bitch, made you cry and for probably making you feel like shit,” he tells me. I nodded my head, “but I did push you about your scars. I was also in a bad mood and I shouldn’t have taken it out of you,” I reassured him.

“But that’s because I didn’t help out or make the other guys help out,” Niall pointed out. I shrugged my shoulders, “how about we just go get ready, so we can go out,” I suggested. Niall nodded his head before he kissed me, “but are you sure you want me to move in?” he questioned. I placed his face between my hands, “yes,” I say. I kissed him, “I lived without you long enough,” I whispered against his lips.

“But I used to stay over all the time. I used to sneak out to stay with you,” he reminded me. I slowly nodded my head, “but living together is different. We have to share a bed after we fight,” I pointed out. Niall just smirked at me, “angry sex,” he says. I rolled my eyes, “oh you will love it. Me dominating you all hard and rough. Making you cum more than once just to show you who’s boss,” he continued. I bit my bottom lip, “you like the sound of that,” he teased.

“I might do, but right now. I think we should be getting ready. The boys be home this afternoon,” I tell him. Niall kept smirking as he nodded his head, “means we have time,” he says. Niall ran his hands down my arse, “and it’s not every day that we get the place to ourselves,” he added. I ran my hands down his chest, “I don’t want to do it on the lounge. Just in case,” I tell him. Niall looked confused, “I’m due today, but I haven’t started yet,” I explained.

“Ok,” Niall whispered. He slowly nodded his head, “I’m going now,” I mumbled. I felt embarrassed, “don’t. It’s nothing to be embarrassed by. I was just working out how I got away with it growing up. We went through puberty together,” he rambled. I laughed a little bit, “I still had my mother and my sister when it all started for me. Then I had Soph and Perrie,” I tell him. And none of them people are in my life anymore, “and I didn’t have to tell you back then. It’s not my fault that you got so excited over your first pubes or that fact that your balls actually dropped,” I added.

“I was proud,” he smiled. I laughed a little bit, “it was like two hairs and I was thirteen. You had a lot more hair at fifteen and you got a lot more hair now,” I teased. I ran my hands up his chest, “I think we should get in that shower before I make a mess,’ he says. Niall wrapped his arms around me before he stood up. I wrapped my arms and legs around him, “our new shower or the shared one?” Niall asked. I played with the back of his hair, “the shared one. My stuff still in there,” I tell him.

Niall and I were in standing in the bathroom naked looking at his wrist and he was looking at my hand, “we got to take them off,” he says. I nodded my head as I held up my hand, “let me do it,” Niall tells me. He started unwrapping it, “sorry about this,” he apologized. He looked at it after he finished unwrapping it, “it’s going to be alright. How much you’re going to hate it. It’s going to remind me of what you went through,” I admitted.

“I do hate it, but some of the scars on my wrist is to remind me what I did to you,” he tells me. I kissed him, “maybe you should get some tattoos to cover them up,” I joked. Niall shook his head, “most of them should fade over time,” I added. I started unwrapping Niall’s wrist and my heart cringed when I saw the cut, “that one not going to fade,” he says. I lightly kissed it, “and it won’t change the way I feel about you,” I tell him.

“I love you,” he smiled. He kissed me, “I love you,” I smiled back. Niall kissed my forehead, “I think it’s shower time,” he says. I nodded my head as Niall stepped away, so he could start the shower. I wrapped my arms around him from behind as he adjusted the water, “we’re doing a big thing today. Probably one of the biggest things for a relationship,” I pointed out.

“I think it’s a good thing for us,” Niall says. I kissed his back, “why?” I wondered. Niall turned around to face me, “we can’t run away from our problems. We have to do stuff together,” he replied. He stepped into the water and pulled me with him, “just so you know. We’re not showering together every time I have a shower,” I tell him. Niall pouted, “I love you baby, but I like time to myself,” I added.

“Ok,” he mumbled. Niall kissed me, “but since we’re in the shower now. I want to show my girlfriend a good time,” he smirked. He started kissing down my neck, “you better rubber up then,” I smiled. Niall kissed across my chest, “let me warm you up first,” he says against my skin. I pulled his hair back, so he would look at me, “go get one now before you forget again,” I ordered. Niall bit his bottom lip, “can we?” he wondered.

“No, because I’m due. Dosen’t mean I can’t get pregnant,” I tell him. Niall sighed as he kissed between my boobs, “I’ll be back then,” he says. I stopped him from leaving, “if you’re going to act like this. I don’t want sex,” I warned him. Niall smiled at me, “you know I love it when you get all bossy,” he admitted. He kissed me before he ran off, “you fucken basted,” I whispered.

Niall was back quickly with condom in his hand. He put it on himself before he came back in the shower. He pushed me back against the wall, “any requests?” he wondered. I slowly shook my head, “good girl,” he smirked. He trapped me against the wall with his arms, “I don’t want to be a good girl,” I flirted. I ran my hands down his chest, “I wanna be bad,” I added.

“I want you to listen to me,” he tells me. He grabbed my hands and put them above my head in one of his. He grabbed my chin before he kissed me, “I need you to be a good girl, because only good girls get rewards. I really want to reward my good girl,” he groaned. Niall pulled my bottom lip as I moaned. Niall ran his finger down my neck, between my boobs to my belly button, “don’t go any lower,” I tell him. Niall kissed me and I felt his finger between my legs, “your only wet baby,” he says.

“Niall,” I whined. Niall ignored me as he kept going, “be a good girl and stop worrying. I’m not going down on you,” he tells me. I nodded my head as Niall kissed me hard, “good girl,” he whispered on my lips. I nibbled on his top lip and he moaned a little. Niall roughly started kissing my neck to down my chest. He sucked on my nipple quickly and hard. He did to the other one, “fuck Niall,” I moaned.

“I know you do baby,” he teased. I tried to get out of his grip, but I couldn’t, “then, why don’t you?” I questioned. Niall quickly turned me around and pushed me against the wall. He smacked my arse, “be good,” he growled. I felt his hard member on my arse, so I rubbed myself against it. Niall pushed his whole body against me, so I was trapped against the wall and him. He kissed behind my ear, “I don’t want to hurt you baby, but you’re not listing,” he whispered in my ear.

“I’m sorry,” I lied. Niall bit my neck gently, “for lying. I really am going to have to punish you,” he says. Niall smacked my arse, “that’s for rubbing yourself against me,” he started. He smacked my arse again, “that’s for lying,” he continued. He smacked my arse once more time, “and that’s for enjoying me smacking your perfect arse,” he finished. Oh, god he wasn’t lying about me enjoying it, “then don’t stop,” I smirked.

“Fucken kinky bitch,” he whispered. I pushed myself into him, “language baby,” I smiled. Niall ran his hands down my body, “I think your done torturing yourself,” I say. Niall gently bit down my back to my arse. He ran his hand up my back as he stood up. He pulled me closer to him, so he could kiss me. I felt him put his member between my legs, but he didn’t enter me. He rubbed his member between my legs, “Niall baby please,” I begged.

“I love it when you beg, but I love teasing you more,” he tells me. I squeezed my thighs together, “oh god baby that feels better,” he moaned. Niall ran his hands over my arse, “baby. I will get on my hands and knees if you don’t get inside of me,” I tell him. Niall grabbed my hips, “that sight would make me cum,” he groaned.

“Niall baby. I’ll do anything you want, but I can’t take it anymore,” I begged again. Niall kissed my shoulder, “we get a four-poster bed,” he says. I nodded my head, “and your about to do all the work,” he added. Niall entered me slowly and I felt a rush of pleasure come over me. However, Niall didn’t start moving, “you wanted it so bad. You can do all the work,” he tells me.

“Do you want slow?” I questioned. I slowly moved backwards and forwards, “or do you want hard and rough?” I continued. I started slamming into Niall, “whatever you want baby,” he tells me. I went a normal pace and I could feel Niall’s hands on my arse, “I could go all day at this pace,” he says. I slammed into him hard and we both moaned, “if you keep doing that. I don’t think you’re going to last,” he added.

“But I can go again and again,” I smirked. Niall ran his hands up my sides to my boobs. He grabbed them and gave them a squeeze, “I might have to take over soon. Just to show you how it’s done,” he tells me. I slammed into him again, “go on then,” I smirked. Niall grabbed my hips and started thrusting in and out of me fast. He pushed me into the wall more as he kept going. It felt like I was nearly about to cum, but I wasn’t going over the edge. It felt amazing, “I hate when you make me work for it,” Niall puffed.

“I think you’re just missing the spot,” I teased. Niall gently bit my shoulder, “I’m starting to think you want me to smack your prefect arse,” he smirked. I bit my lip as I nodded my head. Niall quickly kissed me a couple of times. He smacked my arse before he knead it. He did it a couple of more times, “fuck my legs feel like jelly,” I puffed. Niall wrapped his arms around and pulled me closer to him. He kissed my neck as he hit the right spot. He kept hitting it and I came undone in front of him. Niall also came swearing every word that he knows.

After we caught our breaths and finally washed ourselves. Niall and I were standing in my room just in our towels. Niall had his arms around me, “you alright?” he asked. I nodded my head as I ran my hands up his arms, “that was something tho,” I say. Niall nodded his head, “you going to be alright for the rest of the day?” he wondered. I ran my hands down his chest, “I’m going be fine, but we better get ready,” I tell him. The sight of Niall wet and his hair flat is driving me crazy, “yes we should,” he smirked.

“Niall you got let go of me, so I can,” I pointed out. Niall shook his head, “I think I might do you again,” he says. I shook my head, “we need to go out before the boys come home,” I tell him. Niall nodded his head as he licked his lips. I felt my breathing getting faster, “Niall I’m not comfortable and I know it hasn’t started, but after a fantastic shower with you. I’m starting to feel icky, but I want to jump you still,” I admitted.

“Calm down baby. I understand. I only said it, because you were checking me out,” he smiled. I felt my cheeks go red, “aww my baby embarrassed,” Niall teased. I tried push him away, but he didn’t move, “Niall let me go,” I ordered. Niall shook his head, “baby breath before you get snappy,” he cooed. I took in a deep breath, “I find it incredibly hot that my girlfriend cheeks me out, but you know what I find hotter?” he questioned. I shook my head, “when you get all embarrassed that I caught you,” he smiled. Niall kissed me lightly, “l love you,” I smiled back.

After I got dressed in a baggy galaxy top and my black short dungarees. I put my hair up in a messy bun with a braid on the side. Niall just went with black jeans, a white t-shirt and his hair in a quiff. We both put on our black Vans, “ready to make life changing decisions?” Niall questioned. I nodded my head as I grabbed my handbag, “I will after I restock my handbag,” I tell him.

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We were off to the furniture store after I made sure that I was ready, “I was thinking a grey room. I can just paint my desk,” I say. Niall slowly nodded his head, “with a four-poster bed,” he smirked. I nodded my head, “I think I would actually like that,” I say. Niall grabbed my hand and put it on his thigh, “to tell you truth princess. I’m actually scared about us living together,” he confessed.

“Why?” I wondered. Niall ran his thumb over the back of my hand, “what if we screw it up?” he questioned. I squeezed his hand, “and the next step after this is marriage or a baby. Depends what comes first,” he added. Niall looked cute worrying about our future, “we don’t know what’s going to happen, but I don’t care. I just want to be with you and I want to live together,” I admitted.

“So if our lives fall apart and we have nothing, because of me. You still want to be with me?” he asked. I shrugged my shoulders, “it depends why. If we didn’t have any money and had nowhere to live part from a car. I would still love you. But if you spent all our money on drugs and alcohol, just so you could yell at me. Then I think I’ll dump your ass,” I explained.

“I’ll make sure you dump my ass if I did that. You’re not going through that shit again,” he promised me. I gave him a small nod, “but we are going to fight Niall,” I say. Niall stopped at a red light and looked at me, “I know, but I’m not going to lay a hand on you. I would kill myself if I did,” he tells me. He looked so serious, “I can’t have you go through that again. I’m going protect you,” he added.

We didn’t say anything more until we got to the furniture store. Niall is scared to screw up our relationship. As soon as Niall stood next to me after we got out of the car. I grabbed his hand and arm. I pulled them close to me, “let’s go change our lives for the better,” I say. Niall smiled at me, “still scary, isn’t it?” he asked. I nodded my head before Niall kissed me, “I’m ready,” he tells me.

As we were walking around the furniture store. We got our grey four poster bed, the matching side tables, bookshelf, TV unit and a dressing table with a stool. We also got little bits to go around the room and the apartment. Niall and I waited for the guy to organize someone to deliver this afternoon or tomorrow lunchtime. Niall had his arms around me as we faced each other. I had my hands in his pockets playing with his arse, “princess be careful. I don’t mind going home and having another shower with you,” he tells me.

“I don’t think so. I started,” I says. Niall kissed my forehead, “so it be over a week before we can break in our bed and that big shag rug,” he pouted. I kissed him, “at least you’re not bleeding,” I pointed out. Niall nodded his head, “I’ll try and make it better for you,” he tells me. I kissed him again, “I want a nap before the boys come home and we still have to tell Liam,” I says. Niall kissed my forehead, “I already told Liam and he was going to do it anyway,” Niall smiled.

“Thank you,” I tell him. I pushed him into me by his arse, “I love you,” I smiled. I kissed him, “I love you,” he smiled back. We heard a loud cough and it was the man organizing our stuff, “how you paying for this?” he asked. I went into my bag to grab my purse, “card,” I tell him. The man nodded his head as I gave him my bank card, “can you split that in half?” Niall asked. The man nodded his head, so Niall also got his bank card out. He gave it to the man, “we go half remember,” he reminded me.

After Niall and I paid for our new furniture and the guy said it be delivered tomorrow lunchtime. Niall and I got lunch and went back to the apartment. We sat in the lounge room and ate our lunch, “now I thought about going back to the frat house tonight to get my stuff. I don’t have much, so it should be easy. We also need to move your shit out of your room, so we can put Liam’s stuff in,” he tells me. I nodded my head, “and got to work out the furniture,” he continued.

“We have a lot to do,” I say. Niall got up and left the room. When he came back he had a pen and paper in hand, “I’m going to write a list, so we know what to do before tomorrow,” he tells me. I watched him as he started making a list, “can Zayn sleep with Liam for a little bit?” Niall questioned. I shrugged my shoulders, “but why?” I wondered.

“We could use Perrie old room as storage for a little bit,” he replied. I nodded my head, “you might need to talk to the boys, because they’re the ones that going to help you,” I pointed out. Niall nodded his head as he got his phone out. I put my food down and laid down on the lounge. Niall mind was going hundred miles an hour which he only did when he was worried about something, “Ni what’s the matter?” I wondered.

“Nothing princess,” he lied. I lightly kicked him in the thigh, “don’t lie to me Niall,” I tell him. Niall looked at me and I held my arms out for him. Niall slowly laid down next to me. He put his head on my shoulder, so I wrapped my arms around him, “tell me,” I say. I kissed his forehead, “I’m still scared,” he admitted.

“Niall we have been through hell and we’re still together. If we keep fighting for us. We are going to make it. So, stop worrying,” I reassured him. Niall kissed me, “we’ve done a lot of fighting and now look how happy we are,” he smiled. I nodded my head as he kissed me again, “how about we have that nap of yours?” he suggested.

“Sounds like a good idea,” I smiled. Niall pushed me away, so I would face away from him. He moved his arm under my head as he kissed my neck a couple of times. I felt his other hand go under my t-shirt. He ran his fingers up and down on the skin under my belly button, “it be a sad day when we stop doing things like this,” I say.

“Why would it stop?” Niall wondered. He kissed my shoulder, “cause romance don’t last forever,” I mumbled. I felt Niall nod his head, “with us it will. I want you to smile,” he tells me. I grabbed his hand that was under my head, “I would smile at different things,” I whispered. Niall pushed me into him more, “but we have years for that,” he says.

Niall and I woke up when the boys came home. Niall and I were still laying down on the lounge as the boys sat on the armchairs and the floor, “I thought you would be emptying my room,” Liam joked. Niall shook his head, “didn’t want to find the sex toys that you and Zayn use,” Niall teased. Liam stuck his finger up at Niall, “didn’t deny it,” he added. Liam glared at Niall, “Claire I don’t know if I want him to move in anymore,” Liam whined.

“Too late now. We brought furniture,” I tell him. Harry and Louis started laughing, “my baby boy growing up,” Zayn faked cried. I hid my face into Niall’s chest as the boys kept teasing him, “at least I get some,” Niall says. Niall ran his hand up and down my side, “me and Harry get some,” I heard Louis say. Niall laughed a little bit as I rolled onto my back, “well if you guys going to talk about this shit. I’m going to start packing up my room,” I tell them.

“Put your stuff in the dining room,” Liam tells me. I nodded my head as I sat up, “I’ll help you,” Harry says. He stood up and Niall looked at him funny, “thank you,” I smiled. I stopped Niall from getting up, “stay and be good. I think Harry wants to talk to me,” I whispered in his ear. Niall kissed me, “ok,” he pouted. He kissed me again before Harry and I went into my room.

Harry didn’t say anything for ten minutes as we packed my room up, “Louis let me give him head last night,” he tells me. Harry was trying to keep the smile off his face, “I think I’m getting my Lou back,” he smiled. Harry seemed really happy, but I was worried that their relationship was just base on sex, “but you didn’t push him. Did you?” I questioned. Harry shook his head, “I’m not an arsehole. I was actually surprised when he said he wanted to do it,” he admitted.

“I know you’re not, but it’s only been a couple of months,” I reminded him. Harry nodded his head, “I asked him thousand times before I let him. I think his actually moving on from what happened back home,” Harry says. I hope he was. I only moved on, because I had Niall. I was wondering if I should tell Harry about Niall, but I want Niall to tell people, “me and Niall didn't last six weeks,” I tell him.

“Yes I get to hit him,” Harry smiled. I was confused, “Niall told us if he doesn't stick to his word. We get to hit him. Unless something else happened,” Harry says. I noticed Harry was looking at my hand, “I don't want to talk about it, but we are alright,” I tell him. Harry gave me a small nod, “and my hand was an accident,” I added.

Harry helped me take out most of my little stuff like my books and art supplies. Liam took all his and Sophia’s clothes out of the walk-in wardrobe, so I could put my clothes straighten in. Louis stayed with me to help me put my clothes away. The rest of the boys went with Niall and Zayn to get their stuff. They both claim that they don't have too much, but I think they both got a lot of clothes. Zayn wants my room since he wants my bed and wardrobe. He just going to paint them black to suit his style.

As I was emptying out my wardrobe I found the bottle of wine Niall and I got when we went back to Ireland, “what's that doing here?” Louis asked. Everyone knew about the bottle, but we didn't know when Niall was going to open it, “Brenton took it from Niall’s room last year on Christmas Eve. He wanted me to drink it with him,” I explained.

“How is he still alive?” Louis joked. I laughed a little bit, “ask Niall that one,” I tell him. I put the bottle down on my desk, “do you know what Niall saving that for?” Louis questioned. I shook my head, “it's a bottle from our home town,” I say. I was starting to think that Niall was never going to open that bottle. It was home, “now before I get deeper into the wardrobe. Is there anything you don't want me to see?” Louis asked.

“Like what?” I questioned. Louis raised an eyebrow, “latex outfits, nurse, maid and all that jazz,” he smirked. I shook my head, “don't own any of that,” I tell him. Louis seemed surprised, “not even a whip?” he wondered. I shook my head again, “we’re not that kinky,” I say.

“Bullshit. You and Niall got kinky written all over you,” Louis swore. I picked up some of my clothes, “the most we got is roll playing for one night which I was terrible at. We also like the causal spanking,” I admitted. Louis seemed excited, “what did you roll play as?” he asked.

After I explained to Louis about the night me and Niall rolled played. Louis told me that him and Harry also rolled played one night. Harry was a baker and Louis was a hot customer, but Harry couldn’t stop laughing. So, they just end up doing it on the kitchen floor when no one was home.

Louis and I got all my clothes in the walk-in wardrobe. We also finished getting all my little stuff out and putting it with the rest. The boys came home as soon as I put the kettle on to make a cup of tea. Niall came up to me and kissed me, “hey,” I smiled. Niall kissed me again, “did you get everything?” I asked. Niall nodded his head, “going to bring my stuff up in a minute. I thought I would say hi to my lovely girlfriend,” he says.

“Ask Louis to put your clothes away,” I tell him. Niall nodded his head, “I was just going to ask for a cuppa,” he smirked. I kissed his nose before I got out six cups, “the boys sad to see you leave?” I wondered. Niall shrugged his shoulders, “they think I can get laid at any time, but Harry told them that it’s not true. That I would be lucky to get laid,” he replied.

“It depends how much of a good boy you are,” I teased. Niall wrapped his arms around me from behind, “but I like being a bad boy for you,” he whispered in my ear. He kissed my neck a couple of times, “where is our cup of tea?” I heard Liam questioned. Niall sighed, “coming!” Niall shouted. I kissed him, “I didn’t need to know that Niall!” Liam shouted back.

When everyone finished their cups of tea. They went to go get Zayn and Niall’s stuff out of the cars. I stayed upstairs, so when they came in with Niall’s clothes. I could put them straight in. Niall had a lot of clothes, but most of them still had their tags on. I questioned him why he has clothes that his hasn’t worn. He just shrugged his shoulders at me.

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It was tomorrow night and Liam and Zayn were moving Liam’s stuff into Perrie old room. Zayn was going to take my room since he wanted my furniture. Niall and Harry were trying to put up our new bed. Louis was helping me cook dinner, “Soph coming to get her stuff. That’s why Liam boxed it,” Louis tells me. I nodded my head, “what do we do about Perrie’s?” I wondered.

“She took all her stuff and she said she didn’t care what we did with the rest,” he replied. I knew Liam wanted to keep her wardrobe since he doesn’t have one anymore, “can’t wait to tell my dad that I live with five boys and I sleep with one,” I smiled. Louis laughed a little bit, “tell him it’s Liam that you sleep with. He wouldn’t know what to do,” he joked.

“My dad wouldn’t believe it. I think he knows about me and Niall. I think his known for a while too,” I say. Louis nodded his head, “your dad gave him your keys when you were in Australia. I think your dad was looking after him,” Louis tells me. This was the first time I was hearing about this, “he would have slept in my room,” I whispered. Louis nodded his head, “so seeing you everywhere might started the hate, but it’s all gone and you two are together,” he pointed out.

“You really shouldn’t talk about me Louis,” we heard Niall say. I turned around to see him looking at Louis and I with a smile on his face. I hugged Niall tight, “especially around this one. She gets bit emotional,” Niall added. Niall kissed the top of my head, “but you didn’t tell me that my dad helped you,” I say.

“It was only a couple of times. I couldn’t stand it really. So much girly stuff everywhere,” Niall joked. I knew the real reason, “but I came out to get a drink for me and Harry,” he tells us. Louis grabbed out two beers from fridge and opened them, “dinner be ready in ten minutes,” Louis says as he handed Niall the beers.

I cleaned up after dinner, so I could make some dessert. I made a strawberry cheesecake and as I was putting in the fridge to set. I heard the front door open, but everyone was in a bedroom. I moved to see who it was and it was Sophia, “hi,” she says. She was wearing baggy clothes to cover the bump, “hi,” I mumbled.

“What’s going on here?” she asked. Niall came into the kitchen, “Niall and Zayn are moving in,” I replied. It felt awkward talking to her, “you and Niall finally making the big move. Congratulations. It ends relationships tho,” she smiled. Niall shook his head, “you ended your relationship,” Niall snapped.

“No this baby ended our relationship,” Sophia spat. Liam walked out in time before Niall lost it, “I’ll put your stuff in your car and then you can go,” Liam tells her. Sophia nodded her head, “Claire just remember to rubber up all the time,” she smiled. I shrugged my shoulders, “I’m not like you. I would never think my baby destroyed my life,” I says. Niall rubbed my back, “I never walk away,” I added.

“I think you should leave,” Niall ordered. Sophia looked at Liam, “just wait in your car and I’ll bring your stuff down,” he tells her. Sophia rolled her eyes as she nodded her head. She started walking, “Soph when you walk away from your child are you going to feel anything? Like regret or sadness?” I questioned. I needed to know for some reason. Niall would say it’s, because my mum left me. However, I was over that, “I don’t know,” she mumbled.

After Liam and Sophia left Niall looked at me, “what was that about?” he wondered. I shrugged my shoulders, “just a question,” I say. Niall grabbed my arm before I could walk away, “Claire please don’t go down that path again,” Niall begged. I kissed him, “I won’t go down that path again,” I tell him. I knew Niall was unsure of my answer, “because I have you to worry about first,” I added.

Niall left me when Harry needed help with something. I knew why Niall was worried about me. When my mum and sister left. I started to party a bit more. I had no one to look after me most of the time. So, it gave me freedom to do anything. At first Niall was coming out with me, but after a while he didn’t. That’s when it got bad for me. I didn’t care what I was doing, but as long as I felt numb I was happy. So, I started to do some bad drugs to get that feeling quicker. Niall started to notice my behaviour changed at home and at school. So, he told my dad about me partying and the drugs. Dad made me get help, so I would stop the drugs. It was also another reason why we moved to England.

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It took everyone a couple of days to finish mine and Niall’s room. Niall and I room was basically grey, but the exposed brick wall and the wooden floorboards made it look nice. It felt more like our room when we put our little stuff around it. I also got some sheer curtains and fairy lights to put around the top of the four-poster bed. I thought Niall would complain about it, but he was happy that we put his TV and PlayStation in the room.

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Niall and I were in creative writing working on our story. I chose to write a story about an artist going through struggles. Niall was nearly finished his war story. He was just fixing it up before he handed it in. It was due next Tuesday, so I’ll be working on mine this weekend. However, the boys want to go out to celebrate Niall and Zayn moving in. I think it’s just another excuse to drink for them.

Niall was staring at his laptop screen with a blank look, “you alright?” I wondered. Niall didn’t answer me, “my sexy boyfriend?” I questioned as I poked his side. Niall looked at me, “what can I do for you?” he asked. I shook my head a little, “I asked if you’re alright and you didn’t answer me,” I tell him. Niall looked back at his computer, “do you have some spare time to read my story?” he begged.

“And why would I do that?” I teased. Niall leant in closer to me, “cause you’re my girlfriend and I’ll read yours when it’s done,” he smiled. I kissed him quickly, “can I read it this afternoon while you’re in music?” I asked. Niall nodded his head, “also can we go to the shops? I want food,” I added. Niall kissed me, “sure we can leave right now. We only have thirty minutes left of this arsehole lesson,” he tells me.

“And I have the rest of the day off,” I smiled. Niall laughed a little bit, “lucky you,” he whispered. When Niall closed his story on his computer I saw his background. It was us kissing in Florida on the beach, “you’re such a romantic,” I teased. Niall leaned over and kissed me, “you love it,” he says. I nodded my head as I kissed him, “Claire and Mr Horan. Shouldn’t you two be working?” Mr Hall questioned.

“Nope. We leaving early. We have other things to do,” Niall smirked. I knew Niall liked pushing him lately, “what about your story?” he asked. Niall put his computer away, “we’re nearly done. Don’t worry we’ll hand it up on Tuesday,” he says. I started packing up my stuff, “I’m looking forward to it,” Mr Hall smiled. Niall grabbed my hand after we both finished packing up, “so am I,” Niall smiled back.

I looked at Niall once we were in his car, “what? I was nice,” he defended himself. I nodded my head, “too nice,” I say. Niall sighed as he started his car, “I can’t win,” he joked. I shook my head as I smiled. “I do better next time,” he added. He started driving, “your better or I’m going to have to punish you,” I smirked. I saw a smile on Niall’s face, “I might like that tho, but what are you going to do to me?” he wondered.

“That would be my secret, but we do have that four-poster bed now,” I teased. Niall bit his bottom lip, “I really want to say some bad things to you right now,” he whispered. I put my hand on his thigh, “you can next week,” I tell him. Niall grabbed my hand, “or we could have a shower,” he suggested. I shook my head, “not today baby,” I say. Niall kissed the back of my hand, “let’s go and get you some food,” he tells me.

When we got home after Niall and I did some shopping. Zayn was sitting on the lounge in his boxers, “Zayn clothes,” Niall complained. I went into the kitchen to put away my food, “sorry I didn’t know you guys be home,” Zayn apologized. I noticed Niall was looking at him with a smirk on his face. Niall moved to the TV and Zayn tackled him away from it, “what’s going on?” I wondered.

“Zayn was going to watch porn,” Niall laughed. Zayn face went bright red, “we need to get your room done,” I sighed. Zayn nodded his head, “get dressed and go get the paint,” I tell him. Zayn got off the floor, so he could go get dressed. Niall got off the floor and came over to me, “I thought we were staying home,” he pouted. I kissed him, “we are. Just sending Zayn out,” I smiled.

“Your evil and I love it,” Niall says. I kissed his chin, “you still don’t get some,” I tell him. Niall started pouting again, “life so unfair,” he mumbled. I pushed him away, “I show you how unfair is life,” I warned him. Niall ran his hands down my arms, “go lay on the lounge and I’ll make lunch,” he tells me. I kissed him before I went into the lounge room.

Not long after Zayn left Niall came in with two sandwiches, “is that all?” I questioned. Niall nodded his head as he sat down next to me, “you have a bunch of sweets to eat,” he reminded me. I kissed him, “your sweet. I could eat you,” I flirted. Niall shook his head, “just eat your food and stop teasing me,” he tells me. I started eating my sandwich, “but who said I was teasing you?” I asked.

“You said we can’t do anything,” he replied. I nodded my head, “but I didn’t say anything about me doing stuff to you,” I pointed out. I will admit that Niall being all caring about was turning me on. I also think he needs to be rewarded for it. I take Niall’s sandwich and put it on the coffee table with mine. I knelt between his legs on the floor, “you know. I don’t,” he started.

“Just shut up and let me give you a blowjob,” I interrupted. Niall bit his bottom lip as I undid his pants. I pulled them down to his feet with his boxers. I ran my fingers up and down his semi as he got a little bit harder. I kissed the tip a couple of times before I put it in my mouth. I ran my tongue around it, “Jesus Christ,” Niall whispered.

“Relax more baby,” I say. I put more of him in my mouth and Niall grabbed my hand that was on his thigh. I took him all the way out of my mouth. We locked eyes as I slowly put him back in my mouth. I did that a couple more times, “princess please stop torturing me,” he begged. I kissed the tip, “why are you in a rush?” I questioned. I licked the tip, “cause Zayn could be home any minute,” he replied.

“I don’t think that’s the reason,” I smirked. I blew onto the tip of Niall’s member. He moaned deeply, “princess,” he groaned. Niall was staring hard at me, but it just made me what to tease him more. I ran my fingers down his balls, “I’m in charge or you can do it yourself,” I threated. Niall bit his lip, so I sucked on the tip as I played with his balls. Niall threw his head back when I put more of him in my mouth. I started going up and down which made Niall a swearing mess.

After Niall came he just sat on the lounge with his head back looking at the ceiling. He was smiling, “maybe I should listen to you more,” he mumbled. I pulled his pants up with his boxers, “what was that hunny?” I teased. Niall pulled me onto his lap, “you heard me,” he smiled. I nodded my head as I kissed him, “but no one else heard it,” I pouted. Niall kissed my nose, “but you’re the only person that needs to hear it,” he tells me.

“Still,” I whined. I got off of Niall and sat back in my sit. Niall grabbed my legs, so he could pull them over his, “stop sulking and eat the rest of your lunch,” he tells me. Niall leant forward and grabbed our sandwich’s. He gave me mine, “eat,” he ordered. I rolled my eyes as I started eating, “princess,” he started. I kissed his cheek, “thank you,” I smiled.

When we finished our sandwiches, Zayn came home with his paint, “did you do anything fun while I was gone?” he asked. Niall shook his head, “had lunch,” Niall says. Zayn nodded his head as he went into the kitchen, “I got some sheets to protect the floor. I also went with a dark teal blue,” he tells us. He came back with a drink in his hand, “I’m going to set up, so when I come home from music. I can get straight into it, but can I borrow Niall?” Zayn wondered. I nodded my head, “you can keep him. I’m going to make a shopping list,” I say.

As soon as Zayn and Niall left to go to music. I sat by the window with a cup of tea and Niall laptop. I was reading Niall war story for creative writing. It was great. It just had some gramma issues, but I fixed them up for him. I wonder what Niall was looking for today in class. I wrote a note saying how good I thought it was. I stuck it to his laptop screen before I put it on our bed.

I went into my old room which is Zayn room now. The was only my old bed, wardrobe and bookcase. They were all ready to be painted, but no one to paint them. I quickly got changed into some old clothes and started painting. It was a beautiful, but manly teal blue. I started painting the bookcase until Zayn, Harry and Louis came home. Niall and Liam went to do the household shopping.

We were all painting when Liam and Niall got back with the shopping. The boys ran off to help them bring it up. Ever since I had that dummy split and punched Liam. The boys do a lot more around the house. I can’t remember the last time I cleaned up or cooked.

Niall and Liam brought dinner while they were out. Liam was setting it up in the lounge room since the dining room full of the boy’s stuff. Niall was putting away all the frozen food away. I wrapped my arms around him from behind, “did you have fun this afternoon?” I wondered. Niall nodded his head, “just ran into one problem at the shops. When I said that I get your women stuff. I wanted you to write down what you wanted. I had to ask Liam if he knew and he did,” he complained.

“I’m sorry,” I apologized. I kissed the back of his neck, “you’re luck you gave me a blowjob for lunch,” he smiled. I pushed him away, “I also read your story. It’s great and you only had a couple gramma issues, but I fixed them up for you,” I tell him. Niall hugged me tight as he kissed me, “I love you and I got you ice cream,” he says. I kissed him, “I love you,” I whispered against his lips.

After dinner Niall and I were in our bedroom, “I’m going in the shower,” I tell Niall. As I was about to walk into the ensuite Niall was right behind me. I stopped him, “by myself,” I added. Niall pouted as I shut the door in his face. I locked it just in case he tried to come in. I just wanted some time to myself. I wanted time to think in the shower without a very hot, wet, naked Niall standing there.

When I was finally done in the shower. I got out and dressed in my black track pants and baggy top. I wasn’t feeling flash hot right now. I just wanted to lay down and sleep. The shower made my cramps worst which were bad before I went in. I took in a deep breath before I walked out of the bathroom. Niall was sitting on the bed watching TV, “have a good shower without me?” he pouted. I shook my head as I grabbed my hairbrush, “what’s wrong?” he wondered.

“You really want to know?” I questioned. Niall nodded his head as he quickly stood behind me, “really bad cramps,” I mumbled. Niall put his hands on my shoulders, “don’t worry about your hair. Just get into bed and I’ll make you a cup of tea,” he tells me. Niall gently moved me after I put down my hairbrush down, “you know my hair going to be a mess in the morning,” I pointed out. Niall laughed a little as I got on the bed, “just wear one of those messy bun things,” he smiled. When Niall left, I changed the TV to a comedy show that I watch.

Niall came back with two cups of tea and a block of chocolate, “you still watch this show?” he asked. I nodded my head, “they still haven’t cancelled it,” I say. Niall put both cup of teas down on the same side table. He sat right next to me and pulled me close, “at least you’re not watching some chick flick,” he smiled. I kissed his cheek, “not yet. My show doesn’t have that much to go,” I tell him.

“But maybe you want to watch some hot men save the world,” Niall suggested. I knew Niall didn’t want to watch a chick flick, “hot men might do the trick for me,” I say. Niall kissed the top of my head, “get to dream about them tonight,” I added. Niall kissed the top of my head again, “this is not upsetting me, because if we watched a chick flick. You’ll still be dreaming about another guy,” Niall whispered. I knew how to get Niall with this conversation, “I don’t dream about the men in the movies. I dream about the men in this house,” I teased.

“Why was that plural?” he questioned. I shrugged my shoulders, “there’s more than one man in this house,” I say. Niall glared at me, “I’m just a dirty girl,” I smirked. Niall kept glaring at me, “two of them are gay,” he pointed out. I bit my bottom lip, “I get turned on when guys do stuff to you,” I reminded him. Niall looked surprised, “what kind of stuff?” he wondered. I shook my head, “going to keep my fantasy to myself,” I tell him.

“That’s not fair. We are in a relationship now and we should share these things,” he pouted. I moved away from his, so I could look at him, “I tell you. If you tell me about your fantasy with another man,” I tell him. Niall shook his head, “that’s nothing now,” he mumbled. Niall went bright red, “I don’t think it is nothing hunny. I bet you write it in your journal,” I say. Niall shook his head, “I write other things in my journal,” he whispered.

“Why don’t you want to talk about it? Especially with me,” I questioned. Niall took a deep breath, “cause I shouldn’t have thought about things like that. I’m with you. I love you. I shouldn’t be thinking about anyone else. Especially other men,” he rambled. I kissed him to stop, “I love you, but it’s ok to have fantasies,” I reassured him.

“But other men?” he asked. I nodded my head, “it just means you’re not afraid to explore your sexuality,” I started. Niall looked deep in thought, “which also could mean we are going to have a great sex life,” I finished. Niall raised an eyebrow at me, “and where did you get that from?” he wondered. I shrugged me shoulders, “I just thought since you’re not afraid of having sex with another man. It made me think that you’ll be down for anything,” I smiled.

“I don’t know about anything,” he smiled back. I needed him to relax about this topic, “what wouldn’t you do?” I wondered. Niall moved his face in closer to mine, “share you. Not even with another girl,” he admitted. He kissed me lightly, “there goes that gangbang,” I whispered. Niall pushed me down onto the bed and hovered over me, “no other man is going near my girl,” he tells me.

“Ok,” I smiled. I pulled him down, so I could kiss him, “I love it when you get all possessive,” I tell him. Niall laughed a little, “well the rate you’re going. I’m going to have lock you in a tower, so no one can see you. Part from me of course,” he smiled. He kissed my nose, “as long as you’re going to be there. I’ll be happy,” I say. He kissed me, “suck up,” he mumbled.

“Why am I being a suck up? I don’t want anything. Unless you can make my uterus stop hurting,” I tell him. Niall looked like he was thinking about it, “I have one idea,” he says. He lifted the bottom of my top up. He kissed along one hip to the other and it was making the pain go away. He did it again, “is it working?” he wondered. I nodded my head as I pulled him up the bed. I kissed him, “are you real?” I asked.

“Yes,” he tells me. I ran my finger along his chin and I could feel his stubble, “I remember my dad telling me that men like you don’t exist,” I say. Niall kissed me, “we do, but we are rare. So, don’t lose me,” he smiled. He kissed me again, “I’ll try my best,” I promised. As Niall was going to kiss me again we heard some glass break, “better go check that out,” I sighed. Niall shook his head, “their adults and can look after themselves. Now we were going to watch a movie. Any movie that you want,” he tells me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him.

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It was Saturday night and the boys still wanted to go out to celebrate Zayn and Niall moving in. Louis and I wanted to stay in, so we could finish school work. We managed to convince them to leave us home and to go have a goodnight. I had a harder time convincing Niall to go since he didn’t want to leave me alone. I kept telling him that I had Louis, but he wasn’t happy.

Louis and I sat in the dining room working on our school work. I was trying to finish creative writing while louis was working on P.E. I was having hard time finishing it. So, I was also going through the boy’s football match photos. That I took today, “I don’t want to do this. I just want a bath,” Louis whined. I just looked at him, “then go have a bath. You can do it yourself. You’re a big boy,” I slightly snapped.

“It’s not my fault Niall went out,” he tells me. I rolled my eyes, “I don’t care about that. I just don’t know why your whingeing about it. Your big enough to make your own choices,” I snapped. Louis just glared at me, “I’m going to have a bath,” he mumbled. I nodded my head and he left. I was getting sick of the boys complaining about everything. I think Niall was sick of me complaining about everyone complaining about everything.

Louis came back out an hour later. In that time, I finished my creative writing and sorting out the photos for Michael. I was now setting the dining table up, so I could do some art, “so you finished your story?” Louis questioned. I nodded my head, “and I already sent the photos off to Michael,” I say. Louis gave me a small nod, “do you want a cup of tea?” he wondered. I knew Louis was trying to see if I was in a bad mood, “I love one,” I tell him.

I finished setting up as Louis finished making the cups of tea, “so what you going to work on?” he asked. I looked at all my paint, “I don’t know yet, but I will,” I say. Louis sat down at the dining room table across from me, “you could always paint me naked,” he joked. I laughed a little as I shook my head, “for some reason Niall doesn’t like me seeing you naked,” I tell him.

“Why? I’m gay and with Harry,” he questioned. I shrugged my shoulders, “maybe it’s because you had girlfriends,” I pointed out. Louis laughed, “which I dated to hide the fact that I was gay. I lost my virginity to Harry. I only want Harry,” he admitted. I nodded my head, “I really didn’t like the last one. She was such a bitch,” I say.

“And she only wanted sex and I wouldn’t give it to her. I really think she just wanted to take my virginity,” he tells me. I laughed a little bit before I drank some of my tea, “now I can see why she was a bitch,” I smiled. I picked up my sketchbook and a lead pencil. I started drawing an outline, “but your still glad that she gone,” he pointed out. I nodded my head, “do you remember when the girls set you up with Billy?” Louis wondered.

“Yes. I thought it was meant to be a group thing, but the girls had other plans for that night. Niall, Billy and I sat there waiting for you guys. Then Niall said something to Billy and he left,” I say. Louis bit his lip, “Niall knew it was a set up. He just didn’t like Billy,” Louis tells me. I shook my head, “thank god tho. I really didn’t like Billy,” I admitted. I kept drawing, “then why did you say he could come out with us that night?” Louis questioned.

“I didn’t. Perrie asked if he could come and I said sure. He was a fucken dick. The first thing he said to me was hey babe,” I rambled. Louis laughed a little bit, “Niall has been saving you for years from bad decisions,” he smiled. I shook my head, “he didn’t save me from one,” I whispered.

“If you don’t mind me asking, but Why did you date Max?” he asked. I played with the pencil in my hand, “it was a bad time for me and Niall. I kinda didn’t want to see Niall after what happened the night of his party. We fought. Well I screamed at him. So, Niall decided that it was best to give me space. When the girls thought, I was alright. They set me up with Max. I stayed with him, so Niall and I could be friends again. But when I lost the baby. Everything changed again. I was blaming myself for what happened. Niall was trying to tell me that it wasn’t my fault. I think at that point Niall and I were never going to be the same again,” I confessed.

“But a couple of weeks after his party. You two were back to being normal. Cuddling and shit like that. It seemed you forgot that you had Max when you were around Niall,” Louis remembered. I started drawing again, “Niall makes me forget everything,” I say. I looked at Louis and he smiled at me, “that’s a good thing then, because sometimes we don’t want to remember,” he whispered.

“Sometimes it still gets through,” I mumbled. Louis nodded his head, “I know that you know. What really happened to me,” he started. Louis took in a shaky breath, “it sucks. Why do things happen to us? Why can’t we just live a normal life? I just wanted live the rest of my life with Harry without a care in the world,” Louis tells me.

“And you still can. It took me and Niall a long time to get where we are today. And we still got a long way to go. Life never going to be easy. I know for a fact that those boys going to come home all drunk and we’re going to have to put them to bed. Niall going to be all handsy,” I smiled. Louis laughed a little, “but we wouldn’t change it. Would we?” Louis teased. I shook my head, “I love him the way he is. Scars and all,” I whispered.

Later that night after Louis and I talked about Harry and Niall. I was lying in bed waiting for Niall. I tried to sleep, but I just couldn’t. I was worried about where he could be and what he was doing. He hasn’t messaged me for ages. I could just ask Louis if Harry messaged him, but he was asleep. I looked at the time and it was two thirty in the morning.

Twenty minutes later I heard the front door open. Then four giggly men come through. I could tell they were trying not to make any noise, but was failing miserably. I covered myself with the blanket when Niall came in. He fell onto of the bed and didn’t move. I sat up to look at him, “Ni,” I whispered. I got nothing back, so I turned the light on. He had his eyes closed and mouth open a little bit. I found him extremely cute right this sconed, “I love you,” I whispered. I kissed his check, “I love you,” he mumbled. I curled up next to him and fell asleep.

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