The one that got away

I'm Niall Horan's SISTER? Then why did he...

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49. Princess, kitten...

You guys and your ‘whistle comments’ made me burst out laughing in the car. I love you guys :-) xx

*Vanessa’s POV*

He pushed me up against the wall separating my living room and kitchen. His hands found my back and crushed me into him. He lifted me up and I curled my legs around his torso. He kissed me forcefully as he brought me into the kitchen and put me down on the counter. My hands playing in his hair, I grabbed the back of the head and forced it closer, harder to mine. I couldn’t get enough of him. I backed away quickly in horror and out of breath.

“I… I can’t do this, I’m sorry.” I said hopping off the counter. This felt like a déjà-vu from with Harry.

He grabbed my arm. “I know you want to, princess.” He winked at me.

“Is that my new nickname?” I teased.

“Sure is, princess.”

I scrunched up my nose “It makes me look superficial and snotty.”

“I’m sorry, doll.”

I rolled my eyes. “Quit it.” But in reality, every pet name he called me made butterflies erupt in my stomach.

“Come here kitten.” He said gesturing for me to come back to him.

I playfully glared at him, but obeyed anyways.

He tucked my hair behind my ears. “I want you.”

What the hell is going on in my stomach, something’s melting in there.

He grabbed my face and kissed me.

“I love you so much.”

I smiled and kissed him again.

“Tell me you love me.” He groaned, sexily.

“I loooove you.”

He smiled and that’s all it took for him to grab me off the counter and put me back on the floor, basically kissing my face off and grabbing my bum.

***

“I want you to be my girl.” He said as we lay intertwined in the sheets of my bed.

The things this boy does to my insides. I smiled pulling my sheets over my chest, covering myself. I propped myself on one elbow and stared into his eyes. “Well I’m glad to hear that I’m not just a one night stand.”

He chuckled. “Of course not.”

“Or a fuck buddy.”

He completely burst out laughing. “We could be.” He said shrugging.

“LOUIS!”I yelled as I smacked his shoulder.

“Well until you break up with Harry, I mean.”

I rolled my eyes.

“Well you are, right?”

“Yeah..” I said getting off of the bed and putting my bra and panties back on.

“Vanessa!”

“I just, feel like a whore. I don’t know, like I keep switching guy.” I said sitting back down on the bed.

“Well, right now you just slept with your boyfriend’s bestfriend…”

My eyes widened. “Are you calling me a whore?”

He winked at me. I laughed and pushed him so he fell back lying down. I hovered over him. Sitting on his stomach with my legs on each side of him.

I leaned down brushing my lips on his and I noticed him staring at my chest. He puckered his lips as I lowered mine to his, but just as they were about to touch I rolled over and lay on the spot next to him.

“You shouldn’t tease me, dollface.”

“Why not? You called me a whore after all.” I purred.

“Because I will get you back.” He said as he got up, and slipped his boxers back on.

I frowned, confused. As he walked around my room, picking up his clothes as he went. I ran and picked up his T-shirt before he could and slipped it on.

“I want to wear.” I said giving him puppy dog eyes.

He sighed. “Take it off, I need it.”

I pouted sticking my bottom lip out.

“Vanessa.” He growled.

I didn’t like his tone of voice, but I took off his shirt and threw it at him, crossing my arms. I walked over to my closet and put on a blouse, unbuttoned.

Once he was fully dressed he walked to the door. “So, I break up with Harry?” I asked nervously.

He didn’t answer, just looked at me and left.

What the hell has gotten into him? This isn’t the first time he’s done that, acted all into me and then, indifferent. I didn’t appreciate it. I walked into my living room and sat on the couch. I picked up a pillow and threw it on the floor angrily.

I heard a chuckle. What the- And then I felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist from behind. I turned around and glared at Louis. “I thought you left.” I muttered.

“Come on, you didn’t think I was actually mad did you?”

“No.”

“You did, didn’t you?” He laughed.

“Louis, leave me alone.”  

He chuckled as he put my hair all on one side of my neck and kissed my bare shoulder. He knew the power he had over me, and was having way too much fun.

“Loosen up Vee, I’m sorry.”

I sighed and turned around and stared into his deep blue eyes. “You’re lucky I love you.”

He smiled, satisfied.

“I don’t want to pretend with Harry so..”

“Break up with him.”

“I know, you didn’t let me finish my sentence.”

He nodded. “Go see him now then.”

“No!” I shouted, worriedly. I didn’t know what Harry was like when he was mad and surely didn’t want to find out.

“Call him?”

“Can’t I just text him?”

He shook his head. “That’s so… bad, like not genuine.”

“Fine, I’ll go see him. But I’ll be nice.”

“What do you mea-”

I cut off his sentence by kissing him and saying, “Goodbye Louis.” I winked at him.

“You can stay here, if you want, do whatever.” I added, shrugging.

He nodded, speechless, as I left my flat.  

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