My Boyfriend: Niall Horan

Bella Apollo is 19 years old. Bella was an average girl, average face, average life. For the summer her and a few friends were living in a pent house in her uncle's hotel in New York City. The boys of One Direction had decided to come to America and explore New York City, to see what it's like to live in this cultural hub for the summer. Bella and 1D's paths cross unexpectly and she falls for a certain artificially blonde heartthrob but a struggle in the Apollo family tears at their relationship. Something else happens which challenges their relationship and Bella is nothing short form torn.

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15. Please Get Off

Bella's POV

Niall gently pushed me down on the bed and began kissing me all over. He reached his hand down I expected him to do what he was doing before. But instead he pulled up my dress. I've seen enough sex scenes in movies to know what would happen next. Niall pressed his lips on mine. I had let go of all my worries until Niall peeled off and stripped. I could feel my heart pounding he looked so sexy.

Each curve his body made, his stomach, his abs we cute. I mean like noticeable but not crazy buff. His hair had fluffed up a bit at the ends from sweat during his performance. His eyes targeted on me, his pupils nearly ate his entire eyes. He came closer I wanted him so bad. Lust took over me and he could tell.

Next thing I know he was coming closer. His naked body pressing against mine, good think my panties were protecting me at the moment. 

Niall's POV

Bella pulled back.

"Please." She said.

I thought she meant please do her. So I began to grab the edge of her dress pulling it up to her breasts.

"Please Niall, no."

I heard her words fumble together. I looked her in the eyes my hands already slowly pulling down her panties. She moaned which is normally a good sign so I continued pulling her panties down until she was exposed.

"Niall I said NO."

I stood up confused grabbing her panties pulling them back up. My throat closed up in disappointment.

"Is everything all right Bella?"

She stood there looking at me, suddenly embarrassed I grabbed my underwear and slipped them on. I had lost the mood and wanted to stop her looking at me. Her face scrunched up in one of those looks that read: How could you? But mine read: We hadn't done anything.

"Niall maybe you should go to sleep, in your room tonight."

She looked away it cut me deep.

"What? Tell me what's the matter Bell-"

She jumped up cutting me off, "Niall I'm a virgin! I don't want to lose my virginity in this battle of lust!"

I rubbed my head.

"So..." I said, but she took it the wrong way. I meant so in a way like, so what if you're a virgin I'll still love...no like you anyway.

But she took it the wrong way thinking I meant who cares I'm still going to get all up in you and there is nothing you can do about it.

"So I guess I'm just another part time girl then?" She reached up.

"Huh, I didn't come out right. I mean-"

"You are like every other dumb guy in the world. SEX SEX SEX! That's all you guys ever want. You can never respect that can you?"

"Hey, how was I supposed to know you were a virgin. When you didn't stop me from, before I thought you wanted this. I don't have some special detector in my head that beeps every time a girl doesn't want to make love."

"MAKE LOVE! Guys like you don't make love you have sex and then ditch us."

I was getting pissed, which killed me because I was getting pissed at Bella.

"Oh come on just cause' you're Niall Horan you think you can have any girl don't you?"

That wasn't my thought process at all, it was a misunderstanding and now that I know the situation I wasn't going to pressure her again unless she changed her mind.

"Get out Niall."

"But Bella..."

"Get out NOW!" She threw a hand up and pointed at the door. She had a bruise on her wrist it looked fresh. Did I do that? No I didn't grab her wrist I think. It looked to old to have been in the past thirty minutes, but to fresh to have been there for a while.

"What happened to your wrist?"

She grabbed it with her other hand. "Niall," she began but I grabbed the rest of my clothes.

"I know get out I'm sorry though."

I walked out the door in my boxers closing it behind me. My back slid down her door and I leaned back, I sat against the cold carpeted floor. I was waiting, for her to come get me. For her hand on my shoulder. For her kiss to tickle my cheek. I don't know something she was keeping something from. I fell asleep and a hand grab my shoulder I jerked awake,

"Bella!"

But it was Zayn.

"What are you doing out here against Bella's door in just your boxers?" he had a smile on his face until he saw my eyes water. Tears came down,

"Oh my gosh, mate, what happened?"

He picked me up from the ground and walked me to my room. I laid down in bed as Zayn leaned on the door frame.

I could feel his eyes on me piercing me through my skin. I tried to wipe away my tears, my eyes burning so I just fell asleep again to stop it.

Zayn's POV

I can't believe she hurt Niall. After I talked to her and everything. I looked at Niall his cries turned into slow peaceful breathes. He began to sing in his sleep. "OW you're giving me a heart attack."

I laughed, what is going on? I went to Bella's door it was locked. I pressed my ear against it and heard her crying, mumbling something.

"I want you to stop seeing that boy or there will be consequences. My parents allow me to date so I think it's okay. Besides you are not my father only his stupid rich brother! Nobody, especially some dumb slutty girl. What is that supposed to mean?"

She stopped talking, she was having a conversation with herself. I knocked on the door.

She got up and opened the door, "Niall the bruise on my wrist is from-"

She stopped and looked at me. "Hi Zayn."

"You've been bruised?" I found it on her wrist. It looked new.

"Sorry Zayn thought you were Niall." She closed the door but I put my foot in the door. It always worked in the movies but it hurt like crap.

"Tell me please."

She looked at me and something clicked.

"That bastard." I said.

She nodded, "Tell Niall I'm sorry."

I nodded.

"We have to do something-" I began.

"No, too much is hanging on this Zayn it was one time."

"What if turns into more than one thing?"

She smiled. "No time for songs puns, we have to tell somebody."

"If you like me enough as a friend you won't."

I hated when girls had to be like this, all secretive, hiding everything.

"If it happens again I'll have him arrested. I mean honestly you need to tell someone now."

She shook her head no.

"Can I tell Niall."

"No."

"But you were gonna tell him anyways right now if I were him."

"But then I thought about it."

She looked at me gave the weakest smile. She pulled into her room and closed the door.

"Damn this." I said and walked down the hall getting ready to wake up Niall.


 

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