Chapter 3

I managed to stay away from Niall the rest of the week. Ignoring him was pretty hard. He was without a doubt the most beautiful man I had ever laid eyes on. I was still pissed at him for how he left me in the locker room. That was fucked up. I would never do that to him, or would I?

On Friday I decided to wear something a little more provocative to school. I tend to wear short shorts and tight jeans. I wasn’t afraid to show off my body but mostly wore sweats. I wore a short denim skirt and low cut tank top.

I walked into history later that day which I dreaded. I hated history and the teacher. And the worst part was that Louis was in the class. I didn’t want to face him or talk to him. It still hurt.

All eyes were on me as I walked to my seat. It’s not like I never got this dressed up before for school. I guess my skirt was a little shorter than school policy. Oh well.

Louis sat next to me and immediately placed his hand on my thigh. He smirked as he said hello. I pushed his hand off of my body. He lost any right to touch me.

I kept my head down avoiding all the stares.

“Okay class, Mrs. Andrews is out today. They didn’t have enough subs so you have me today.” I was too tired to even look up and see who it was.

“What do you think of our new coach?” Louis asked quietly.

“Huh?” I shot my eyes to the front of the room and they landed on Niall. He was in a button down shirt and a tie. Shit. Men in suits are like women in lingerie. It’s the biggest turn on. I dropped my book on the floor.

“Is there a problem Miss Chambers?” Niall asked.

“N-no” I stuttered and blushed feeling like an idiot.

“Good. So today you will be working in pairs for you geography test” he said walking around the room. “Just pair up with the person next to you.” I glared at Louis while he just smiled at me. “I’ll call out names and you can come collect your quizzes.”

“So what are you doing tonight?” Louis asked completely ignoring our assignment.

“That’s really none of your business” I shot back.

“Miss me yet? You’re life must be so boring without me.”

“You wish.” He rubbed his thumb over my hand. “Don’t touch me” I said a little too loud. All eyes were on us.

“Is there an issue you with your partner Mr. Tomlinson?” Niall asked.

“No she’s wonderful.” I rolled my eyes and tried to focus on the project. Niall called my name and I walked to the front of the room. I bent down a little to show off some cleavage.

“What are you doing?” he whispered.

“Picking up my quiz.”

“No dressed like that. Are you trying to torture me?”

I laughed quietly. “Is it working?” He shook his head no. Like hell it wasn’t. I managed to steal his phone from his briefcase and called myself. I snuck it back in before anyone else could notice. “Can I go to the bathroom please?” He nodded without looking up at me.

I walked down the hall to the bathroom. I never do this but I felt the urge. I locked the stall and removed my shirt, a habit it seems these days. I had on a black and white push up bra that made my boobs look incredible. I snapped a shot making sure my face wasn’t visible. As I was walking back to class I sent it to Niall with the caption “lost my shirt again… whoops.”

He responded quickly. “Get back to class!” I walked in swaying my hips and winked. He was not amused. He looked furious. Niall kept quiet the rest of class and didn’t get up once to check on people’s projects like he was doing before.

“Come out with me tonight” Louis states.

“Don’t you think your girlfriend will be mad?”

“She doesn’t’ have to know about it.” His hands found my thigh again creeping up just a little bit more than before. My phone vibrated in my pocket and I pulled it out.

From Niall: Get his fucking hands off of you.

I giggled but didn’t push Louis’ hand away.

To Niall: Jealous that it’s not your hands?

He shot me a look and put his phone away.

“Come on babe. We can go to your house before you family get’s home. Just like old times.” He winked at me. I knew what he was thinking. We used to go to my house after school when we didn’t have practice. We always ended up doing some sexual activity.

“You’re disgusting” I replied turning away from him.

“And you’re a bitch. I’m happy I dumped your frigid ass.” I got up and walked towards the door.

“Miss Chambers” Niall called. I slammed the door behind me ignoring Niall. He came running out and I wiped away a small tear I let accidently slip. “Come back to class.”

“I’d rather not” I responded leaning back against the wall.

“Trust me I don’t want you to either.”

I scoffed. “Gee, thanks.”

“No. I didn’t mean it like that.” He sighed almost too embarrassed to speak. “I can’t get it” he pointed down to his pants. “You know, to soften.” I smiled ear to ear. “Get yourself together and let’s get back to class. Forget about that jerk. He doesn’t deserve you.” I follow him back in. As I sat down the bell rang. I packed up my stuff and went to my locker where Tori was waiting for me.

“Shit. I’m sorry. I have detention today. Can Zayn give you a ride?” She laughed and skipped off to find Zayn. I sat in the detention room waiting for whatever teacher was working today. The room was tiny with no windows. I sat on top of a desk in the back. I folded my right leg over my left knee and leaned back against the wall. The door opened and in walked Niall swinging his tie in his hand with his shirt unbuttoned. He shut the door behind him. His eyes grew wide when he noticed me.

“So you’re the one and only infamous student to get detention the first week and make me stay late on a Friday. They warned me about you” he grinned and sat up at the front desk.

“Well you see there was this incident the other morning. I ran into this hot guy and spilled coffee all over him, which made me late to school. So really it is all his fault.”

“Oh I see” he chuckled. “Maybe if you weren’t so clumsy” he said looking down at some papers.

“I can’t help it” I started to walk closer to him. “Sometimes I just let things… slip” I said letting my shirt fall to the ground.

“You really need to stop doing that.”

“What? You mean this?” I asked as I unclasped my bra and let it fall down my arms.

“Do you want me to get fired?” he asked examining my body. I laughed. He bit his nail as he studied me. “Please put your clothes back on.”

“I don’t think you want that” I said flirtatiously.

“Of course I don’t. We’re at school. During school hours your clothes stay on.”

“Fine” I scoffed and put back on my bra and shirt.

“Since it’s the fist week, why don’t we end this a little early?”

“Big plans Mr. Horan?”

He started packing up his briefcase. “Going out with some buddies of mine. You?”

“I don’t know” I sighed. I stroked my hand along the desk. “Tori’s going out with Zayn. I’ll probably just watch a movie all alone.”

“What movie?” he stood up and walked closer to me. I felt my cheeks start to burn.

“Something to get off to” I teased. “A Ryan Gosling movie most likely.”

“So you like hot blonde guys with blue eyes?” he questioned assuming that he was my type, which of course he was. I just hummed in agreement. “Would you want to bring that movie over to my place?” I was surprised by his offer. I thought he was serious on this whole “this ends now” shit.

“But Mr. Horan I thought you had plans.” I covered my mouth and pretended to be shocked. He nudged me a little and we left the detention room.

Later that night I sat around waiting for something to do. I wasn’t sure if Niall’s offer was a joke or not. I decided that it was and sat in my room alone. My phone buzzed. I quickly grabbed it hoping it was a text from Niall. It was from Louis. He apologized and wanted to talk.

I got up off my bed and told my parents I was going out. It was almost ten but I ignored their questions as I grabbed my keys. I called Niall. He answered on the fifth ring. He sounded out of breath. “Hello?”

“Hi Niall.”

“Who is this?” Guess he never saved my number.

“Kellie.”

He let out breathy laugh. “Took you long enough.”

“Do you have a girl over?’

“What? No?”

“Oh you just seem out of breath.”

“I was, um. Don’t worry about it.” I laughed assuming that he was just jerking off.

“I have Drive and popcorn. Still want to watch it with me?” He gave me his address and in minutes I was pulling up to his house. It was nice and clean. He took the movie from me.

“I expected the Notebook or Crazy, Stupid Love.”

“I said I wanted to get off, not dry up.” I hated sappy love movies. They were so unrealistic and boring. He popped in the movie and sat next to me on the couch. He wrapped his arm around me and pulled me closer. It felt nice. Comfortable.

Someone walked passed us and then turned around when he noticed me sitting on the couch with Niall. “I’m going to McCleary’s, you coming?” a curly haired guy asked. He was really good looking. Tall, skinny, green eyes. Gorgeous.

“Nah” Niall responded.

“You can bring your friend” he winked at me.

“We’re good” I answered for us.

“She’s hot. Do not screw it up man.” Niall chuckled and threw a pillow at him. The curly haired guy left.

“Sorry that’s my roommate, Harry.”

“You could have gone out with him.”

“Why, when I have the prettiest girl right here?” My heart fluttered when he called my pretty. It made me feel good that he wanted to be with me and only me tonight. He cupped my cheek and leaned close to me. At first he pecked my lips. I closed my eyes as he slid his tongue into my mouth. I straddled his lap and felt his bulge against my thigh.

“Do you know how hard it is to resist you?”

“I bet” I wiggled my eyebrows up and down.

“Damn you Cohen.” I deepened this kiss wanting to taste more of him. I rocked my hips to create more friction. He reached for the hem of my shirt and pulled it over my head. “Oops” he mocked me. I laughed and reconnected our lips. His hands crept up my thighs. I nodded for him to continue. His fingers slid across my dripping core.

“Did Louis ever make you this wet?” he asked with a devilish grin.

“Not even close.” He started to move his fingers faster pressing hard against my clit. “That feels so good” I moaned. His lips sucked on my neck. He slipped two fingers inside me thrusting in and out at a quick pace while his thumb circled my clit. I bit into his shoulder as I moaned. With his free hand he held up my chin. Our lips were reattached and I bit his lower lip. He let out a deep grunt that turned me on even more. “I’m so close” I whined. He worked his fingers faster trying to push me over the edge. I screamed out as I reached my orgasm.

“You’re hot when you cum” he smirked and wiped his fingers on the blanket. I climbed off of him and put my shirt back on. He seemed upset that I did that but hey he was always the one telling me to put in back on. I sat next to him and started tracing him over his sweats. He was really hard. “Don’t tease.” As I went to reach inside his pants the front door flew open. Harry walked in and plopped on the couch across from us. I removed my hands from Niall and he let out a deep, angry sigh.

“What are you doing?” Niall asked Harry.

“It was dead. So what are we watching?”

“We” Niall said pointing between the two of us. “Are watching Drive.”

“Oh. I love this movie” Harry ignored him and grabbed the bowl of popcorn from the table. I laid down and rested my head on his lap. He pulled a blanket over me and started rubbing my back, occasionally pinching my ass. He was still solid as a rock. I felt him twitch a few times under my cheek. When the movie ended Harry went to his room.

“Where were we?” Niall asked. I looked at my phone. It was one in the morning.

“It’s late. I should be going home” I lied. This is my way of getting revenge for what he did to me in the locker room. If he wanted me to do something for him he was going to have to work for it. He groaned then nodded his head.

“And what about this?” he asked pointing to the prominent bulge in his pants.

“Looks like it’s just you and your hand again” I smirked. He gave me a questioning look.

“I wasn’t doing that when you called.”

“Mhmm.” I grabbed his phone. I unlocked it and the picture I sent him was still up on his screen. “Use it again. Good luck.” He smiled and I kissed him on the cheek. He spun me around and roughly kissed me while pushing me against the door frame. I pushed him away and tried to catch my breath. “Good night Mr. Horan” I winked and left his house.

“Text me to let me know you got home okay.” I waved as I got in my car. He cares. No one ever asked me to do that. Not even my parents.