The Girl Next Door

Chapter 9

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Taylor's POV:

When we pulled up I was horrified. Why would Niall want ME to be in the photoshoot with them?

"Because you're my girlfriend." he would keep telling me.

"Niall, what will the fans think of me being in the photoshoot?" I asked uneasily.

"You'll be fine, no worries, love." I smiled at him but was still confused about all of this. He patted my thigh which caused me to blush.

We walked into a large room.

"Ah, One Direction. And you are?" a woman asked me. I was frightened by now.

"She's my girlfriend, Taylor Swift." Niall said proudly.

"Well, hi Taylor." Well, this is awkward.

"Hi." I said shyly.

We were lead into the dressing rooms. I got an extra and they had amazing choices of clothes. I was changed into a beautiful strapless dress, it was a créme colour, nothing too fancy. It had a pattern of white at the top.

An eggshell coloured pattern with frilly lines below it. It stopped up at the tip of my knee.

Next was hair and makeup.

I felt my hair being yanked and brushed and pulled violently. I did not whimper, I pretended as if I had done this once before. The final product of my hair was the starting of a French braid and got twisted into a bun, leaving two curled hairs hung down in my face. Apparently the shampoo and conditioner they used has diamond dust in it. It made my hair shine.

Then we were onto the makeup. It was strange because all this time I was alone with these people. My makeup was simple, very natural. My eyeshadow was a tan shade, looked very natural to me. My eyeliner was beautiful. It made the lines of my eyelashes thick and the side of my eye was curled. They used a fancy brand of mascara I'd never heard of. I had a hint of blush on my cheeks and to top it all off I had red lipstick on, covered with gloss. I had to admit, they made me look actually pretty.

"Get out there and, strut your stuff!" said the woman while pushing me away. I had a puzzled look on my face, I didn't have much stuff to strut.

I stumbled out of the room where the boys were waiting on me. Niall linked arms with me and Harry jealously glared at Niall. I rolled my eyes praying this feud would end soon. We were guided into a large room. We stood in front of a white sheet as they lined us up. Niall was instructed to put his arm around my waist and I was supposed to look at him and smile. The other boys were in serious poses.

We took so many photos I can't even imagine how many. Then afterward, Harry pulled me to the side.

"Taylor I like you a lot," Harry muttered. I gave him a puzzled look. He pushed me against the wall and fiercely put his lips on mine. His kiss was passion and hunger. He slowly pulled me off the wall and wrapped his arms around my waist, forcing our bodies to touch. He started grinding his body onto mine, making me blush. I twisted my fingers in his curls and I felt him smile. I realized what he was doing and pushed him away as soon as I felt something grind near my crotch.

"I can't do this. I'm with Niall."

Soon after the photoshoot was over the boys went out to eat. Harry left early and he made me go with him. We were rushed into the hotel and up the elevator in a matter of minutes. He ran into his room, bringing me with him and locking the door.

"Wha-" he hushed me.

He took off his shirt and trousers. I couldn't run or hide. This is something I have to do. I can't resist. I can't do anything to stop what's about to happen. He pulls my top over my head and yanks off my jeans.

"Take it off," he said, gesturing toward my bra. I wanted to protest but I remembered I can't do anything to stop him. I ripped off my bra. He cupped my breasts in his hands and squeezed them. I blushed an felt my eyes flutter. He rubbed against my crotch with his hands and pulled down my panties.

"Sit on the floor." he commanded. I obeyed.

"Now play with yourself." I gave him a confused look.

"Now." I knew where my sweet spot was. I rubbed against my clit and a moan escaped my lips. He watched me in wonder.

"My turn," he said, picking me up and putting me under him. He quickly took off his boxers and began grinding into me. I moaned and put my hand in his mess of curls. He moaned as I played with his hair. He began to kiss me passionately then he backs away. He stops grinding and plants kisses all over my body and sucks at the nipples of my breast. I moan his name louder and louder. He smirked and stood up, putting his clothes on.

"We'll finish off later."

I scrambled to find my clothes, quickly putting them on. I walked out of the room into my own room, falling on my bed.

That's when the boys came.

Harry walked up to Niall and I could faintly hear him mutter,

"I told you I could get her in bed with me first."

-End of Chapter 9-