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Slash(boyxboy) MA don't hate. Don't like boyxboy action don't read. I knew he was finally sleep and it was safe to open my weary eyes. I took in his masculine but feminine features. His eyelashes were thick, long and looked soft to the touch. His high cheek bones accentuated his straight cut jaw line. Cheeks were still a light pink color from when he blushed before.His shiny light brown hair swept just over his closed eyes.He is the definition of yang. Light, hot, assertive, and fiery while I'm the yin dark, cool, receptive, and moist. Together we make a whole. We are balanced and harmonious around each other. He completes me the yang to my yin. I closed my eyes hoping that he would still be next to me when I woke up.

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12. To many problems to count (chapter12)

Niall's P.O.V.

        My mouth went dry when I hard the news. It repeated over and over in my head.

" Louis and I are a couple."
" Louis and I are a couple."
" Louis and I are a couple."
" Louis and I are a couple."
" Louis and I are a couple."
" Louis and I are a couple."
" Louis and I are a couple."
" Louis and I are a couple."
" Louis and I are a couple."
" Louis and I are a couple."
" Louis and I are a couple."
" Louis and I are a couple."
" Louis and I are a couple."

Tears brimmed my eyes. I felt a strong arm wrap around my thin waist. I was carried off into a dark room, But my mind was still be over run by the same 6 words.

" Louis and I are a couple."
" Louis and I are a couple."
" Louis and I are a couple."
" Louis and I are a couple."
" Louis and I are a couple."
" Louis and I are a couple."
" Louis and I are a couple."
" Louis and I are a couple."
" Louis and I are a couple."
" Louis and I are a couple."

I started to shake violently . I thought back to earlier his morning.

My alarm clock played "wake me up" by my good friend Ed Sheeran. He truly has a lot of talent. I'm proud to say we even have some of his songs on the new album. I got out of bed and made my way to the bathroom, but not before I slammed face first into my eggshell white walls. "I should really change the color." I said aloud as I picked myself off the floor and continued my decent into the the tan bathroom.
      
I took off my boxers and carefully stepped inside the shower. I shivered when my feet made contact with the cold white porcelain tub. A few minutes into my shower I heard a knock on the bathroom door. "Who could that be?" I silently pondered a loud. " Come in!" I said just loud enough for the person on the other side to hear me. I heard the door slowly open. Through the curtain I saw a lean shadow with curved unorderly  lines flowing from the head. I knew in that moment that it was Harry. My Heart Pounded against my chest viciously. I gasped as the sound of the shower was drowned out by the incessant thud of heart beat. I tired to regain control of my breathing, but I only gasped more for air. I've never felt this way before. Maybe, just maybe, I like Harry.
I leaned against the tiles and shivered on contact with the cool surface.    
    " Hey Harry. Did ya need to tell me something?" My Irish accent rang loud and clear through the bathroom. I despise the way I sound. I despise the way I look. I despise how I eat to much. I despise how I'm short. I despise how nice the boys are to me when I clearly don't deserve it. Tears started to flow down my face. I looked down at my left wrist and shuddered. I traced every battle scar. " Niall, I just wanted to know if you could come with me to Liam's flat. Louis and I have something to tell you guys." Harry's Smooth low voice rang through my ears. I sighed, " Of course Harry just let me finish up here and then we can go. I heard the door open and close. My stomach grumbled.
    
I wondered back to the last time I had eaten. It had been about three days."I guess I have to eat now since Harry's here." I stated to myself. I wobbled out of the bathroom. I looked at the mirror, my ribs could be seen. I had finally reached my goal, but a little less didn't hurt anyone right? My towel hug dangerously low on my very thin hips. I was really, really skinny. Maybe I should stop here, this is exactly what I wanted. But soon the little voice in the back of my head spoke up. "Niall," it hissed, " you'll never be good enough." Was it right?. Am I really not good enough? I waddled back into my disgustingly white room. " I should really change the color." I thought a loud. I slipped on some boxers and tan chinos.
      Now all I had to find was my red sweat shirt and...I heard a gasp. I whirled around and came face to face with the one and only Harry styles. His eyes traveled up and down my body. My cheeks turned red the color of a sunset. Then I realized something. I'm not wearing a shirt. I struggled to find my red sweater and finally found it. I shoved it over my head and sighed in relief. The sleeves covered my wrists. I pulled it down a little and then looked up at Harry. He was, well speechless. I looked down at my feet. I inhaled and exhaled slowly and looked up at him again. His face was contorted into an expression of pure anger. I whimpered and backed up until I hit the hard surface of my wall.

    He stepped up to me
. " NIALL, WHY ARE YOU SO SKINNY?" He shouted at me. I held in my tears as I replied weakly " I've always been like this Harry." " NO NIALL, I'VE NEVER SEEN YOU THIS SKINNY!" He yelled again. I whimpered and slid down the wall to a sitting position. I pulled my knees up to my chest. The anger was still evident in his eyes.  He towered over my still sitting figure. I shivered under his hateful glare. " NIALL DON'T FUCKING LIE TO ME!" He thundered. I held myself as tight as I possibly could. " Harry please stop yelling at me. I've always been this way." I cried silently. " Niall, can't you understand you're loved?" He asks me after he finally calmed down.

   " Why would anyone love me? I'm ugly, I eat to much, I sound terrible and ruin our music,and I can't understand why you and the lads are always so nice to me?" I retort quietly while meeting his eyes with my determined gaze. I really meant everything I said. " Niall, you are beautiful, you definitely don't eat enough, you sound like an angel, and Niall, we're nice to you because you have the biggest heart and love everyone. Who would hate you? You're perfect." Harry stated while sitting next to me. He put his arm around me and pulled me to his chest.

    I cried silently while Harry rubbed circles on my back. I finally stopped crying and felt Harry pick me up and set me on a bar stool in my stainless steel kitchen. I watched him cook silently and though how I got so lucky to have a friend like him. He placed scrambled eggs and two strips of bacon in front of me. I stared at it my stomach growled. I picked up the fork and poked the eggs. I just couldn't bring myself to eat it. " Niall I know you want to eat it." Harry whispered. He was right, and soon enough the plate was empty and I was about ready to burst.
    
    I slowly stood up and walked over to my refrigerator to get some juice, but before I could open it I was pushed against the cool metal. I was flipped over and my lips were being attacked by another persons. My eyes quickly closed, but before that happened I got a glimpse of curly brown hair. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he picked me up and set me on the counter. I felt him Suck on my neck. I moaned in response. things kind of escalated from there. He pulled down my pants and before even giving me a warning he was inside me.  I cried out on both pain and pleasure. He went in and out, faster and fast, deeper and deeper. "Niall!" he exclaimed as he came inside of me. That was enough to make me cum only seconds later. Our breaths were labored. The only thing that crossed my mind was that he must love me. I smiled at the though. Someone loved me.


That's why I'm so upset. I thought he loved me, but I'm only his toy. I curled up in a ball on the bed I had been placed on. " Niall, are you okay?" Liam whispered. " No, not really." Do you want to tell me what happened. You looked well, broken when Harry said that him and Louis are together." Liam whispered again wile sitting next to me and rubbing my back. Should I tell him?

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