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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15. Well This Is Awkward

The ride out of the airport was startlingly quiet. Greg was staring out a window from the passenger side, their mom was driving, and Niall and I were sitting in the backseat holding hands. Maura kept looking back and glaring at me, and at my hands interlocked with her sons. Unintentionally, I pulled him closer and leaned on him without thinking, earning myself another glare. I cringed and pulled away, staring out the window.

It was painfully obvious Niall’s mom didn’t like me. Why, I didn’t know, but it hurt that she was being so unaccepting. She didn’t even know me.

I continued to think until we pulled up to a house and everyone started getting out, so I assumed it was his moms house. Niall was already out and over to my door by the time I was taking off my seat belt. He opened the door for me and helped me out of the car, taking my hand and leading me to the house.

"We’ll spend the first night here, but after that we’ll stay in my apartment." He said, giving me a knowing look. He’d seen the looks his mom had been giving me. I nodded and smiled and we headed into the house.

"Go settle in, dinner will be ready in about two hours." Maura called from the kitchen, starting to prep.

Niall grabbed my hand and pulled me up the stairs and down a hallway, opening a door at the end. “This was my room, but I haven’t slept here in a while, so it’s a bit.." He opened the door to a completely clean room, bed perfectly made, everything organized on his shelves and desk, everything in pristine condition.

I let go of his hand and walked over to the dresser on the far wall, inspecting the pictures. There were a few of family, cousins and such, but one in particular caught my eye. “Niall…is this you..?" There was a picture of a little blonde boy in his underwear, covered in chocolate ice cream and laughing, with another boy a bit older with vanilla ice cream down his front.

Niall came over and looked at the picture, his face falling as he tried to grab it from me. “No, don’t look at that! It’s so old!" He tried, and failed, to get the picture from my hands.

I turned and ducked, clutching the picture to my chest. “No, it’s cute!"

He was still attempting to get the picture from me, his arms around my waist as he tried to wrestle it from my grasp. I curled into a ball and shoved the picture up my shirt, trying to keep him from getting it out of my hand. I turned my head to look at him and he growled, low and deep in his throat, his eyes getting dark.

The next thing I know, he has me in the air and flopping down on the bed, tickling me mercilessly. I was laughing so hard, no sound was coming out, and I was writhing and squirming so much, I didn’t notice him reach up my shirt and grab the picture. The second it was out from under my shirt, Niall threw himself on top of me, pinning my arms and legs down with his own, and kissed me. I immediately stopped moving and moaned, wrapping my now free arms around him as his went to either side of my head. His tongue slid through his lips and pried mine open, tangling with my own. He rolled onto his side, not breaking our contact, and I nipped at his lip lightly. He moaned, pulling me tighter to him, his fingers dancing lightly over the bare skin on my hip. I smiled into the kiss as I slid my hands up his chest and clutching his shoulders, pulling myself closer so there was no distance between us.

Just as Niall was slowly sliding his hand further up my shirt, there was a light knock at the door and in walked his mom.

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