I felt Niall's lips move against mine, I didn't know what I was doing, but I couldn't seem to stop, one of his hands had moved to back of my head pulling me ever more closer to him, not breaking the kiss. I felt his cold lip ring press against my lip as his tongue pleaded for entry, which I allowed almost too quickly as we moved in sync.
His mouth tasted of cool mint, as I savoured every second that he moved with me. I've never felt like this before, I've never felt so alive, so ignited, as if my whole life had been leading up to this moment alone, his tongue glided over mine sending shivers down my spine as his hand ran through my hair.
I feel him break the intense kiss as he pulls back, planting a kiss on the corner of my mouth. "Sophie" he sighs, breathing heavily, there's a small smile on his lips as he looks down at my own, pulling his lip ring in between his teeth.
"Sophie." He breathed again, pulling me by waist closer to him as he laid back on the bed, me following his motions as he reignited our kiss. one hand rested on his chest as the other became entangled with his hair, pulling it back from his face, as he opened his eyes slightly looking at me, nodding before gliding his tongue back in to my mouth, something that felt completely natural. His chest moved up and down at a rapid pace and I could feel the heat radiating off his skin, which was almost glistening under the dull light as he pulled away, allowing a whimper to escape my lips. His lips moved to my neck, sucking tenderly on the skin, I felt every movement, and it felt as if I was paralyzed unable to move as his eyes travelled up to mine for reassurance. His mouth travelled to my collar bone, teeth gently grazing at the skin as he pulled me further down to his level.
This feeling was so completely foreign to me, and yet so, natural. Never in my life had I ever felt like this, no one but Niall had ever made me feel like this, not even Ben.
Ben.
My mind flashed to his innocent face as he let me go to the party, and told me one of his stupid jokes, he let me go, and now I was here kissing Niall.
"Niall." I whispered, my throat was dry as I pulled away, a moan coming from Niall's lips as he tried to pull me back again. "Niall stop." I groaned falling down next to him, as he turned on his side staring at me, pushing a piece of hair that had fallen in front of my face.
"What's wrong?" his voice sounded small, tired, as he continued to stare at me, fascinated by what had just happened.
"Ben." I mumbled, unable to take my eyes off his swollen lips, I wanted nothing more than to carry on kissing him, I had no idea why, I didn't even think before tonight there was any attraction between us, but now, it's like there's a heat that can't be stopped.
"Ben isn't here Sophie." He mumbled leaving a kiss on the corner of my mouth again, lingering for a second before pulling away, but still hovering inches away from my face.
"I'm sorry." Were the only words I could find to say, as his eyes turned from soft to hurt, quickly pulling back. "I am." I added as he nodded, turning around to face the wall.
"Try and get some sleep, it's been a long night, and we've both had a lot to drink." His tone was harsh, and it hurt me as he practically blamed the kiss on intoxication.
"I haven't drunk anything." I whispered copying his actions and laying down, silence fell among us as we lied back to back in the dark room, and Niall's taste still lingering in my mouth, my mind wild with images of what had just happened seconds before.
*NIALLS POV*
"neither had I." I quietly said to myself as I felt Sophie stir in her sleep, I hadn't had a drink tonight, but was completely thrown by what just happened, and yet, wanted nothing more than to turn around and pull her in to my arms, hugging her tightly, and kissing every inch of her.
*SOPHIES POV*
I awoke, disorientated in the strange and foreign room, my mouth felt dry and sore as I turned around jumping a bit at the sight of Niall, knocked out beside me, mouth open ajar as he breathed in and out slowly.
Events from last night started to come back to me, as I wriggled in the sticky dress that had only last night been drenched in alcohol, retracing the lines on my leg where that man had left his mark, my fingers then moved to my lips, tracing the shape of them as the memory of Niall's mouth on mine, the way we moved as one as he pulled me back on to the bed gently.
I remember how I tried to savour every moment as his fingers ran through my tasselled hair and his thumb caressed me cheek.
I remember pulling away, denying him, despite the fact I wanted nothing more than to reconnect my lips with his.
I was pulled away from my thoughts as an obnoxious loud knocking sounded from the door, and Zayn's voice carried in to the bedroom.
"Who the fuck is in my room?" he asked, anger in his voice, my eyes widened as I turned to Niall's sleeping body, trying my best to silently wake him.
His eyes shot open, holding the same expression I had a few minutes ago as he figured out where we were, then his head turned to the door, his eyes widening, as I went to speak. A finger was pressed across my lips as he silenced me getting up and stressing.
"Oi!" Zayn's voice echoed through the room again as Niall looked from me to the window, he sighed rolling his eyes, shaking his head to himself before running back over to me as he shot instructions at me.
"You go out the door, say you crashed in here last night, he'll go easier on you alright?" he asked as I furrowed me eyebrows, causing him to groan quietly. "Can't believe this is happening, I'm going through the window." He sighed before running over to the window. "This is fucking ridiculous." He said to himself before throwing a leg out of the window and easing himself down. Leaving me alone in Zayn's bedroom.
Once again Zayn's voice snapped me from my thoughts as I got up unlocking his door. He stood leaning with his head against his arm on the door frame, obviously with a banging hang over and a serious headache. He looked up with angry eyes that softened slightly when he saw who was in his room.
"You?" he asked quieter than before, I nodded with an apologetic smile. "Y-you were fucking someone?" he asked as my eyes widened shaking my head vigorously.
"No! I had nowhere to sleep!" I said, why did everyone think everyone made love at parties? The last party I went to, everyone wore hats and sat around a table eating finger food.
"Well no one goes in my room." He said trying to sound harsh, but I could see he wasn't up for it as he grabbed his head.
"Have you taken any parocetomal?" I asked as he shook his head, walking past me in to his bedroom and shutting the door behind me, I rose my eyebrows and walked down the silent corridor.
It was a vast contrast to last night, there were people knocked out on couches, plastic cups littering the floor, as a few people picked them up in large black bags. If this was the aftermath of every party, I sure never wanted to throw one myself.
Much to my dismay, I saw Harry also crashed out, on a couch, legs hanging over the edge as a bottle of beer hung loosely from his dangling hand.
I sighed walking out of the front of the house, it looked worse than it had last night, now in full daylight I could see the real damage of the house, but it didn't bother me as much as it had last night for some reason.
Annoyance ran through me, and so did disappointment as Niall was nowhere to be seen as I looked around, a part of me had hoped he'd wait for me, and walk home with me, but I had no such luck, he'd left without me, leaving me lost and on my own.
...
I climbed on to the only bus I recognised, that brought me in to town, I'd have to get home from there, I was well aware of the looks people were giving me, taking in my appearance my short discoloured dress that stuck to me, my messy and greasy hair, stained makeup and goose bump filled arms.
I crossed my arms over my chest and stared at the ground below trying to block out the disapproving stares from other people on the crowded bus. I'd get home and I'd get in to bed. That's what I'd do.
I had no such luck with my plan when I got in to town, my bus being twenty minutes, and Louis, Danielle and Liam walking in my direction without realising who I was. I shouldn't have come in to town. I should have waited for Harry to wake up and demand he take me home. No. no no no. this is horrible, no.
I looked at Danielle who had now recognised me with a pained look. Her eyes widened at my appearance, and without thinking of the other boys walked straight over to me, causing Louis to instantly recognise me and widen his eyes.
"Sophie Jesus Christ what happened?" Danielle asked looking at her dress.
"What happened to my dress?" she asked, Louis and Liam joined her looking at me with confused eyes.
"Sophie what the hell?" Louis questioned taking off his worn leather jacket and slinging it over my shoulders. "Danielle said you left hers this morning? What the fuck happened?" he added as Liam stared at me with furrowed eyebrows.
"I didn't go to Danielle's." I frowned at the ground as I heard him sigh heavily. "I went to Zayn's party, and some guy threw a drink over me, and then tried to have sex with me a-" I began spilling the events of last night as they all listened intently, Danielle taking more of it in for gossip priorities as Louis listened as a friend. "Please don't tell Ben, or my mother, please." I begged Louis as he shook his head slowly.
"Sophie what's happened to you?" he asked, hurt in his eyes as he walked away. I called after him, but he ignored me, lost in the crowd, Danielle looked from me to him.
"I'll go find him, Liam look after Sophie." Danielle sighed before running off after Louis. I looked to Liam as he held a disapproving expression, as he motioned his head towards the car park. I followed him silently, feeling like a little girl who was about to get told off by her mother.
"Are you alright?" he asked as we turned another road in his cramped car, I nodded biting my nails as I stared out the window at the blurred scenery. "You really look a mess." He chuckled as I shot round glaring at him.
"Don't you think I know that?" I asked putting my head in my hands as he placed his spare hand on my back comfortingly.
"It's fine Soph, this isn't a big deal." Little did he know it was the biggest deal?
As we pulled up outside my house, there was a dark figure sitting on my doorstep, I recognised him instantly as I took a deep breath, stepping out of the car.
The figure stood up as I neared him, slipping the hood off of his head, it confirmed my suspicions.
"Niall?"