Stole My Heart

Leah's dreams were coming true. She's made it onto the X-Factor, and she was going places. The last thing she imagined would happen was that Niall Horan from One Direction would ask her out. Suddenly, her life is turned upside down as love, heartbreak, ex-boyfriends, distance, and complications stress their relationship to the max. Can they overcome everything?

*WARNING: SEXUAL CONTENT*

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10. No Cover

My hair was splayed out on the bed around Niall’s head as I leaned over him, pressing my lips to his. He immediately responded to my touch, his hands going to my hips and holding me in place while I laid my hands on his chest. I slowly slid my hands to the collar of his button up shirt and started to undo them, one by one. When I reached the last button, I opened his shirt, placing my hands lightly on his abs and slowly moved them up his chest, causing him to shiver. I pushed the shirt off his shoulders, and he sat up with me in his arms to discard it, throwing it somewhere in my dark room, our lips never breaking apart. I moved my hands lower and started running my fingers lightly over his lower abs, making him groan. Niall brought his hands up slowly to the hem of my shirt, as if asking permission, and he started to pull it up. We broke our kiss only long enough for me to quickly remove my shirt and throw it behind me.

Niall quickly changed course by grabbing my hips firmly and rolling over so he was on top, catching me by surprise and making me gasp. He started smiling through the kiss, and then pulled away, kissing down my jaw, chin, neck, making his way down to my collarbone, nipping me lightly as he went. One of his hands was feathered lightly against the side of my breast, the other next to my head, holding his weight off of me.

He moved to unclasp my bra, but I put a hand on his chest, stopping him. “Niall, wait.” I said breathlessly.

He pulled away, giving me a confused look. “Did I do something wrong?” he asked, frowning.

I chuckled and shook my head. “No, I’m just not ready to…I’m not…Niall, I’m a virgin.” I said bluntly, keeping eye contact with him.

His mouth made an “oh” shape, but no sound came out. He just nodded and rolled off me, understanding in his eyes. “I wouldn’t want to pressure you into something you aren’t ready for.” He said as I rolled and laid my head on his chest, his arm going protectively around my shoulders.

I was too tired to bother with getting a bed shirt, and Niall wasn’t making any moves to get up, either. Within a few minutes, I was out cold.

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Niall’s POV:

I woke up the next morning, the sun shining brightly through the window. I stretched and became quickly aware of my surroundings, and the beautiful girl sleeping on my chest. Leah. I couldn’t help but smile, looking at her. I adjusted a bit so I could see her face, and she snuggled closer to me. She looked so peaceful, her mouth in the barest of smiles, her hand forming a small fist near her chin. Her knees were pulled up next to me, her ankles crossed, and her hair across her face. I moved to brush it out of her face and behind her ear, just as her eyes fluttered open. She smiled and stretched her arms above her head, yawning. “Morning.” She whispered, smiling at me and placing her hands back on my chest, her chin perched on her arm.

I shifted to kiss her forehead. “Good morning, love.” I smiled down at her, brushing my fingers across her cheek.

She smiled at me, then looked over at the clock on her bedside table, then flipped around and bolted upright. “Shit!” She said loudly, flying off the bed and into the closet.

I stood up and followed her to see her flipping through her closet, looking for something to wear. “What’s wrong?” I asked, leaning against the open doorway.

She grabbed a pair of blue skinny jeans and red quarter sleeve shirt with roses on it. She quickly bolted out of the closet and tossed it on the bed as she went and pulling open a drawer to the dresser. “I have a bunch of errands to run and it’s almost noon! I need to get going!” She said, frantically pulling on a tank top and throwing off her PJ pants. She grabbed her jeans off the bed and quickly threw them on, pulling the red shirt over her tank top. She looked at him and bit her lip. “Do you want to stay here or come with me?” She asked as she walked back into her closet and brought out a pair of black boots. She set them down next to the bed and grabbed a pair of socks, sitting down to pull them on.

I sighed and ran my hand through my hair. “I suppose I’ll come with.” I said, eying my suitcases where we’d left them by the door.

She smiled at me as she pulled on her second boot and stood up. “Great! You can help me with some Christmas shopping.” She said, standing on her toes and kissing me on the cheek.

I smiled and tried to kiss her, but she quickly evaded me, slipping into the bathroom. “Get ready! I’ll be out in a few minutes!” She called from behind the door. I sighed and grabbed one of my suitcases from the door and lugged it over to the bed. I threw it up onto the bed and unzipped it riffling through my shirts and pants, and going with just plain jeans and a grey t-shirt, quickly pulling them on, as well as socks. I grabbed my other bag to get my blue sweatshirt out, and slipped it on. I slipped my shoes on, and went to the mirror attached to the dresser to check my hair, which was a bloody mess. I grabbed my Axe out of my bag and quickly restyled it how I like it.

Just as I was putting it away, Leah came out of the bathroom, her hair brushed and some make-up on. She smiled at me. “You almost ready?” She asked me.

I nodded. “Yeah, I just need to brush my teeth quick.” I said as I pulled my toothbrush out of my bag. She nodded and motioned to the bathroom door as she walked back to her closet. I slipped in and brushed my teeth quickly, leaving the toothbrush next to the sink.

I walked out and she was pulling on a leather jacket, zipping the bottom a bit. I grabbed my keys and jingled them at her. “Shall I drive?” I asked, taking her hand.

She smiled at me. “Sure.” She led the way out of the building and out to the car. We talked the entire way to the mall, laughing the entire time. We parked at the food court and walked in, hand in hand. By the time I realized I’d forgotten a hat and sunglasses, it was too late.

“Holy shit. Is that Niall Horan?!” Someone screamed.

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