Alone

He got along so well with her, they were obviously in love. Their parents thought they would get married when they grew older. When they became the age of 15, he needed new friends. She became lost, sad, and she didn't think of him again. She was never a popular kind of girl. She never had a lot of friends. She never was very pretty. Her life turned complete upside down. Until he walked back in it.

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8. Chapter Seven

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That day, I went home from school early. I felt like I was being punched in the stomach and my head hurt like hell. I hadn't talked to Niall since 1st period, and I left during second. I don't know what the hell is wrong with me right now. I want to cuss someone out but also I want to cry. That's probably not the best way to deal with school. I walked into the parking lot, the cold air hitting me in a strong gust of wind. I sighed and walked to lot 234, pulling the keys out of my bag. I opened the car door quickly and hopped in, rubbing my hands against my arms for some sort of warmth. Once I turned the car on and pulled out of the school, the ride home was extremely weird. I was half asleep but at the same time alert; I'm surprised I didn't get in a wreck. I immediately snapped out of my daze when I heard a car honk at me, and I started breathing hard. I finally, thank the lord, pulled into my driveway and parked the car. I sighed and walked into my house, sliding down the door as it closed. 

"What the hell is my problem," I yelled to myself and felt crazy doing so. I wish Niall was here. I wish I never said what I did, so we wouldn't be in this situation. At the moment, I felt like hurling so I ran into my bathroom and threw open the toilet lid. I gagged a few times and finally the feeling went away, and I flushed and brushed my teeth careful not to over do myself. I walked into the kitchen to get myself a cold glass of water and then that was it, I was going to sleep. I looked in the cabinet below the sink for some Advil and chugged down my water. I felt the cool liquid slide down my throat and it felt so refreshing. I made my way slowly up the stairs and changed into something comfortable. (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=63434159). I turned the lights off, making my room relaxingly dark. It smelled like apples and cinnamon from the candles that had been lit before we left for school. I pulled the thick tan comforter up and hopped in, sinking into the plush feather bed that I loved so much. It smelled like Niall, which killed me even more. I took his pillow and held it in my arms while I slowly drifted to sleep.

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It felt like a desert, the hot air that penetrated my skin and caused beads of sweat to run down my neck and forehead. I looked around, and realized I was just on 6th Avenue. It was a regular day, but it was just extremely hot and that was strange considering we were in London. I walked down the street slowly, and at the end near the street sign was a couple holding hands. They seemed middle-aged, and the lady's hair was beautiful. It flowed down to her middle back in colors of brown and auburn and the man's hair was nicely cut at a reasonable length. Their eyes sparkled the color of emerald green, and I recognized who they were. 

"M-Mom? Dad?!" I ran up to them and tried to hug them but they looked frightened. They backed away and started to run, breaking hands and choosing opposite directions. Just like their divorce. I decided to follow my mom, running as fast as I could down the street to catch up with her. I saw her lying dead in the road, a car stopped behind her. "W-what," I gasped out while tears formed in my eyes, and ran the opposite direction to find my Dad. He had ran into the corner of an alley, three men had followed him there. They mumbled something and one of the men stabbed my father in his lower stomach. I choked out and ran to him as the group ran away. "D-DAD! N-NO!" I went to reach for him but then I was in a different surrounding. I was in a grassy field near the ocean, the sound of waves and birds made it relaxing but I wasn't relaxed. The images of my parents dead ran through my head and tears streamed down my face. All of a sudden, a figure with blondish-brown hair that needed to be dyed walked up behind me. With eyes as blue as the sea around me, I knew who it was in seconds. Niall. I stood and ran to him, wanting a comforting hug like he always gave me when I was upset. But no, he sidestepped me and walked straight around me, towards the edge of the cliff where a girl was waiting. She had dark hair that stopped at her shoulders, and a face that looked like a models. Madeline Karrington. I gasped as Niall kissed her willingly, pushing her hair out of her face. I felt like crying, although I already was so more tears just ran down my cheeks. "N-Ni? Wh-what are you d-d-doing?" I walked up to them and realized Niall's hand was on her stomach, which was large and that only meant one thing. They were pregnant. I ran straight up to him and stared into his captivating eyes. "NIALL? HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME!" The couple looked at me shocked and afraid, Madeline hiding behind Niall.

"Excuse me? Who are you!" Niall shouted in anger, while he glared at me. I collapsed onto my knees in pure shock.

"You-you don't know?" I choked out, and he nodded his head no. At that moment, I stood up slowly while my body shook with sobs. I walked to the edge of the cliff and looked at them one more time. "Tell me you love me, and I won't do it." I looked at Niall and he looked at me shocked. Everything here was so shocking, I couldn't believe it was happening let alone real. He walked up to me and put a hand on my shoulder. I thought he was pulling me into a hug, but he just shoved me back. I lost my balance and tumbled over the cliff. I could hear the waves below, crashing into the hard rocks that surrounded the cliff's bottom. Just then, everything went black.

I woke up sweating and crying, while Niall shook me carefully.

"Baby? Are-are you okay? I got home early to check on you because I knew you were home, but when I did you were screaming and crying so I woke you up. Is something the matter?" He asked in a soft voice, and I just sobbed while my body moved in small spasms from the overpowering tears. 

"I-you-," I couldn't finish my words and I just cried. I sat in the bed and pulled the pillow over my head, suffocating myself in lack of air and tears. Niall picked me up and sat me in his lap, rubbing his arms comfortingly over my back. 

"Baby, stop crying, okay? Whatever you were dreaming about, it won't happen. I promise. And I'm so sorry, about today at school. You don't cause shit in my life, it's just my friends and the people that I know. They have nothing to do with you! I love you, Elizabeth. So, please! Please, stop crying. I don't like when you cry!" His voice cracked and that signaled he was about to cry, and I hugged him breathing in his scent. He rocked me back and forth while I collected myself. He kissed my forehead and I kissed his lips. He held my face to his and kissed me passionately, making the tears or even the thought crying. I pushed him back gently and he obeyed, so now I was on top of him straddling his body. I let his hands roam my body and I tugged at his t-shirt so he could pull it up over his head. He did, throwing it somewhere into the room. He then pulled my sweater off, leaving me in my bra and leggings. His cold hands ran over my body making me shiver and he pulled me closer so every part of my body was touched by his. I kissed down his neck leaving tiny love bites and getting small moans from Niall until I was suddenly on the bottom and he was on top. He kissed my lips gently and then started at it, kissing my jugular causing me to moan. God, he knew my sweet spot. He moved down my body until he got to the waist of my leggings. He hooked his fingers into them and pulled them down painfully slow. So slow, that I had to pull them down for him. He chuckled and came back up to kiss me. He stopped for a second, and I groaned. 

"What's wrong, babe?" He looked at me worried, and I sat up on my elbows. "Everything okay?" He sighed and finally answered.

"Are you positive you want this? After everything that's recently happened?" I looked at him, my heart in my eyes. I wanted to just open my head and let him into my thoughts, to know how much I really cared and loved him.

"Niall, I love you so much. I was saving this for the right person and the one I loved. I love you so much, you'll never know how much I do! Of course I want this, and I only want this with you." I whispered into his ear and he smiled and went to kiss the side of my jaw. I moaned and I felt him smile, his warm breath making my breath catch. He went back to wear he was, and slid my panties of slowly. He looked at me and placed soft kisses on my inner thighs. He stood up and slid his pants and boxers down, then got back to wear he was. His member poked at my entrance, and he whispered in my ear.

"Are you ready?" I nodded, clenching my teeth as he pushed in slowly. I gasped out in pain and he kissed me gently. "It's going to hurt at first but I promise it will get better. Just tell me if I hurt you." I nodded and he gave me time to adjust to his size. He kissed me and I kissed back, signaling I was ready for him to move. He moved slowly at first and instant pain shot up my back, but as he moved again it turned into pleasure. I moaned and screamed his name as he picked up the pace, kissing my neck as moans escaped his lips. I bucked my hips as he got to a pace so fast I could only let out short breaths. I felt something in my stomach and I knew what was coming.

"N-n-niall, I'm gonna-"

"I know baby, me too. Hold it for a few more seconds," he moaned out and all I could do was nod. The feeling in my stomach got stronger and I couldn't hold it any longer.

"NIALL, I'M-" I screamed and he joined me as he released inside me. I followed shortly behind and his thrusts became sloppy as he pulled out. We were both panting and held me close, kissing my neck gently. "Niall, that was amazing," I panted out. I didn't know much about that but I knew it felt so good. He smiled and chuckled, kissing my forehead.

"I love you, Elizabeth. I'm glad you let me be your first." I smiled and kissed his lips and soaked in the softness of them.

"I love you too."

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