Hungry & Wild

All Samatha Wanted Was To Get Mc Nuggets instead she got a Hot Irish Man and of course her mc nungets. Read and see how Samatha meet her prince Charming Niall Horan


11. Chapter 11

It's been three months since Niall left to go on tour and he supposed to get here in a couple of hours and I'm making him a special dinner. We've talked every single day. And since he left I've had a schedule that I pretty much followed for three months and it went a little like this… Wake up have Cereal, go to school, go to work, go to the coffee shop with Danielle and Eleanor, Come home watch tv & do my homework, cook dinner, talk to Niall, & go to sleep. Then repeat it all over again in the morning.  

When Niall walked through the door something inside of me snapped. Right when I saw him and his messy blonde hair, his baggy sweatpants and that achingly familiar grin, I completely lost it. I’d lunged at him, wrapping my legs and arms around him and kissing him as hard as I could. Three months worth of sexual frustration pent up and leading to tonight. I even cried when I buried my face against his neck because I missed him so much. He soothed me and rubbed a hand down my back, promising me he’d never leave for so long again. Even I knew that it was a promise Niall probably wouldn’t be able to keep, but I let the reassurance sink in and I believed him for the time being. Just one night, I wanted to believe that he’d never leave again. Needless to say, the romantic dinner didn’t happen and neither did romantic love making. He’d fucked me against the door of our bedroom, my breasts spilling over the the top of my dress and my legs wrapped tightly around his waist.

He bit his way across my collarbone and growled, talked dirty because he knew how much I loved it. Tonight may not have been what I expected it to be, but it was what we both needed.

“I missed you so much,” I said now as I buried my face into the side of his neck.

“I missed you too, princess.” Tears pricked my eyes suddenly and I pressed myself closer, running my fingers through Niall’s hair.

Having him leave was so hard, not seeing that goddamn face for weeks or months at a time. I knew what I’d signed up for when we got into our relationship, but I never knew how difficult it would truly be. I never knew how much I’d love him and how empty I’d feel when he was gone. And whether I wanted to believe it or not, it was breaking my heart to know that it would happen again. I always told myself that I’d never be the girl who was so sappy and in love with her boyfriend. I’d seen it happen to my friends and I was physically embarrassed for them. But when it happened to me, I stopped being embarrassed, because I fell in love with Niall. Not Niall Horan from One Direction, just Niall… My Niall the one I accidentally met at Mc Donald's and it was the best damn mistake I had ever made in my life.

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