Blondy

17 Year old Ashley hasn't ever had a childhood. She spent most of it taking care of her little sister, Amelia. Before that, her and her sister were abused by her step dad when their mother died. Now that Ashley's in school, she's had a unwanted, sexual abuser. She doesn't know his name, his age, his reasons for hurting her like he has been. All she knows is if she tells anyone, or if she doesn't do exactly what he tells her too. He'd kill her. Her whole life she's only felt harm, hate and beatings from the male species, that is until Niall. No male has ever been so gentle with her. She gets caught up in what she thinks is her trying to protect and take care of her little sister that she forgets to take care of herself. Can Niall help her with all this damage she's been forced to live through? Or will she shut him out like everyone else in her life.

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21. Chapter 21

Nialls POV:
I woke up the next day with Ashley wrapped perfectly in my arms. Her hair was down and messy, yet it was still so pretty. Her eyes were shut, yet they still lit up my world. She wasn't even awake, yet she couldn't have been more beautiful. I smiled at myself and kissed her head. She started to wiggle awake as I brushed her hair back. She smiled at the touch. "Good morning." I said quietly, she smiled at me. "Morning" She whispered in a sexy sleepy voice as she traces circles on my bare chest. "What do you wanna so today?" I asked, knowing it was a Saturday and Amelia was apparently invited to Jeff and Mark's son's birthday party. Jeff said he'd watch her for the day. All I know about his son is that he's thirteen and his name is Jackson. I heard he's a good kid, so I figured Amelia would be fine. "I wanna sleep..." She murmured, snuggling back into my chest. I chuckled at her answer as I continued to brush back her hair. "You wanna sleep all day?" I asked. She nodded in my chest. I laughed again. About 20 minutes pasted by as I knew we had to eventually get up. I shook Ashley and patted her shoulder. "C'mon babe, time to get up." I whispered, she grunted. "Five more minutes..." She mumbled as she clung to my torso. "Alright..." I laughed. We did have a busy day yesterday, I might as well let her get some sleep. While she shut her eyes, I continued to run my hand up and down her back. She was only in a tank top and I'm assuming pajama pants. I rubbed my palm lower and lower until I reached the top line of what felt like a pair of lace panties. I ran my finger along the confusing fanfic until I was positive she wasn't wearing any pants, instead, still in her black underwear from last night. I got nervous and moved my hand quickly and swiftly back to its original position. I didn't mean to nearly touch her ass, I thought she was wearing pants. I didn't know, I hope she doesn't get mad at me. I then heard Ashley chuckle in my chest as I blushed hard out of embarrassment. She just continued laughing. "You're too cute Niall..." She whispered. I laughed awkwardly. "Heh... S-S-Sor-Sorry." I stuttered. She smiled, eyes still shut. "It's fine silly... I'm hungry, you wanna go get something to eat?" She asked looking up at me, completely ignoring the fact that I practically grabbed her ass while she slept. I smiled at her. "Sure."
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"Hey Niall..." Ashley looked up at me as we sat on the couch, flipping through the channels together. "Hm?" I said. "I love you." She smiled at me. "Ew." I joked with her, she hit my chest. I started to laugh. "I love you too, Ashley." I kissed her as I felt her smile against my lips. "Damn Ash, who gave you the right to use all that perfection." I said whilst winking, knowing that always made her blush. She giggled in my shirt. *Ding Dong* The doorbell rang. "I'll get it." I whispered, kissing her head as I sadly walked away from her warmth. I started to walk towards the door as I pulled on the handle. "Hey Niall." The obnoxious voice of my neighbor annoyed me. Shit. "Can I come in?" She asked, brushed her fingertips down my torso. I grabbed her hand and pulled her outside. "No." I simply said, shutting the door behind me as we both stepped outside. "Oh c'mon baby, let me in." She flashed me a pouty face as she pressed her busty breasts against my chest. "Lindsay." I said, pushing her away from me. She was always such a flirt, ever since we moved here she hasn't stopped bothering me. It's not like I showed any interest in her though, god she's a pain in my ass. "What do you want." I said firmly. A seductive smirk was plastered on her lips as I rolled my eyes. "Damn Niall, you're sexy when you're angry." She walked closer to me. I wanted to push her away so badly but- I made a promise to myself to never lay my hands on a woman in any hurtful way. "Talk dirty to me." She whispered in my ear as she ran her fingers through my hair, my anger grew as I grabbed both of her wrists and pushed her off. "What the hell do you want?!" I nearly screamed. She started laughing. "Geez Niall, I just wanted to say hi. God you can be so rude sometimes." She murmured. I glared at her. "Just- just go back home." I demanded as I started to walk away. "Wait, Niall." I felt her cold hand grasp mine as she pulled me around, forcing her body onto mine as she kissed me with all her might. I grabbed her shoulders, shoving her off and giving her a disgusted look. She started to smile as she lent in and kissed my cheek. "Come to my house at three, or I'll tell your little girlfriend about our little kiss." She whispered before walking away. She looked back at me, probably hoping I'd be staring at her ass. Though I wasn't, instead kept my vision on the floor as I wondered how the hell she knew about Ashley. They were the last two people in the WORLD I'd want to meet each other. Though why am I not surprised, she's always been like a stalker, waiting until I get home, coming over right in the morning, always texting me non-stop. She's so annoying. Last time we talked I told her to stop bothering me, she did for a little while, but now she's back. Why though? God she's annoying. "Hey." A beautiful faint voice interrupted my horrid thoughts. "Who was at the door?" Ashley nearly whispered as she brushed her hair back. "Oh it was- uh- It was just a package." I said. She frowned, looking at my hands and realizing I wasn't holding anything. "Where is it?" She asked. "Oh, I-I-It wasn't mine... They got the wrong house." I lied, she just lightly smiled. "Oh, okay." She said, holding out her hand for me to hold. I smiled at her and began to walk toward her. As I took her hand I couldn't help but glance at my watch. 2:28. Damn. I had to find an excuse to sneak away from Ashley, as much as I hated lying to her, I didn't want to hurt her. If Lindsay even got to talk to Ash, she'd convince her within ten minutes that we used to be an item, which we weren't and will never be. It took alot of work to get Ashley to trust me, and no way in hell I'm letting her down now. "Oh shit." I said. "Whats wrong?" She asked as we walked to the living room. "I forgot I have to check up on my neighbor's dog at 3:00 today." She had the saddest look on her face that made me want to shoot myself. "But it'll only take ten minutes, I promise." I said, trying to cheer her up. Yet her depressed look didn't leave her face. "Hey." I stopped in my tracks, causing her to stop as well. "Ten minutes. Then I'm all yours." I whispered as I brushed her hair back. She finally brought me a smile. My desire in her lips got the best of me as I slowly lent in and brushed my lips softly against hers, waiting for her to return the kiss. I could feel the passion she had for me in her fingertips as she wrapped her arms around my neck and began to press her body closer to mine. I took what she was giving me as I ran my fingers through her hair, slowly and carefully holding her safely in my arms. "Ten minutes?" She asked me. "I'll cut it to nine minutes for you." I whispered. She smiled, giving me one more kiss before we sat on the couch and enjoyed each others company until I had to leave.

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*Knock Knock* I started to breathe heavy as I knocked on the door to Lindsay's house. "Hey you." She said seductively. I frowned. "What do you want, Lindsay." I asked. "You." She whispered, biting her lip and grabbing bottom of her booty shorts as she stared at my lips. I laughed at her stupidity. "Oh, you think I'm joking?" She said. I rolled my eyes. "I think you're ridiculous." I murmured. "C'mon baby, please? For me?" She said. "No. Not a chance. Ever." I turned around and attempted to walk away. I felt her cold grip on my wrist once again as she pulled me in her house. She shut the door and throwing me against the wall, forcing kisses on my neck and all over me. "Lindsay get off." I demanded, trying to keep my anger under control. She wouldn't stop, instead getting more intense with me. I regretted being forceful with her but, I had to get her to stop. I moved swiftly and grabbed her shoulders, pushing her off as I glared at her. "I'm going home." I said, reaching for the doorknob as I walked away. She kept calling my name, but I ignored her. God she disgusted me. Once I reached my house I hesitated to reach for the door. What was I going to tell Ashley? I didn't want to keep this from her, I hated lying to her. But I didn't want to hurt her. I had to tell her. I'd be the right thing to do. Before my fingertips touched the doorknob, it quickly opened before me. "Hey." Ashley whispered, I smiled like a fool at her beauty. I walked up toward her and wrapped my arms around her, holding her in my arms as I kissed the girl I loved. "I missed your lips." I whispered. "And your hands." I added between kisses. "And your smile." She started to giggle against my lips. "Niall, it was only like ten minutes." She laughed at me. "I know I just- I love you." I said looking deep into her beautiful eyes. "Ew.." She joked as I laughed. "I love you too, Niall." She said, kissing me one more time before we both headed back inside. "Um... Ashley?" I started. "Hm?" She said.

 

 

"I um-"

 

"I need to tell you something..."

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