20 Days *1 Day Left*

"You want me. Every inch of your body wants me," he hissed, "You want me to touch you. You want me to fuck you". "You have twenty days left, Styles," I whispered looking at his delicious lips. "But you don't", he smirked and pushed me to his bed.

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27. Day 20: Five Things

Numbness.

Emptiness.

Loneliness.

Silence.

Pain.

Five things.

I don’t know where I lost myself.

Or how I lost myself.

But I’m here.

“Keira,” he groaned. “Are you sure you want this?”

I looked into his eyes. I wanted this. This was the only way. I didn’t want to end up like my mother did before dying.

I had brought him here. All of us were at the beach till sundown. There was a party going on at the beach since sundown. Everyone was there. I was there. He was there.

But I didn’t care for everybody. I wanted him. No one else but him.

Our eyes had locked when I was dancing and his gaze never left me. It followed me everywhere.

 “I’m sure,” I rasped underneath his touch. “I want this more than you think I do.”

He placed his lips on my collarbone. His hands slowly trailing downwards from my breast to my thighs. I moaned to encourage him. His lips went lower down to my chest.

He was becoming confident. I smiled.

Maybe coming here was a good idea. But going to that part wasn’t. I felt so alone. So damn alone. Then he came. Walking towards me. A smile forming his face. My heartbeat had increased.

Then, he crossed me. He walked past me.

To a girl. Who he kissed.

His one eye was opened, looking at me to show that I was just one of his toys.

I shivered standing there.

He had to break my heart once again.

I couldn’t let him see the tears.

I felt a hand on my shoulder turning me around and kissing me.

I kissed him back. Thinking it was him.

But it was different.

I walked towards him.

I grabbed hold of the first person I came into contact with.

I took him to their beach house.

In silence.

I didn’t even care who it was.

“Are you sure you want to give up your virginity to me?” he asked. “Do you have any second thoughts?”

I pulled in his face towards mine and slipped in my tongue, lapping his mouth. I felt him getting hard and tense. He unzipped my dress and pressed our naked bodies, thrusting it harder every time.

“Please tell me to stop anytime,” he rasped.

I didn’t want to. I needed this. He pulled away from kissing me.

He looked into my eyes, trying to search for answers. There were none.

“Do you want me to do this, Keira?” he asked. “Are you completely sure?”

I looked into his eyes. I could stare at them all day, were it green in color.

“I’m pretty sure,” I said and pulled him in to kiss me again.

I pulled out his pants and threw it across the room. The weight of his body over mine, just reminded me those nights with him.

He became aggressive. Kissing me like he owned me. Not stopping even for a breath.

Pressing his palms against my breasts. Kneading them at his own will.

“I want to do this, Niall.”

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Sorry I haven't been updating for a while. My grandmother became sick again. So I didn't feel like writing. Thanks for waiting and being patient. 

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