Chapter 5

I stood in front of the mirror for what seemed like hours. My mother bought me a dress she thought I might like for the dance. It was hideous in my opinion, though most girls would die for it. My mother had expensive and fashionable taste, something I "lacked". I prayed for Kaci to grow up faster so my mom could start to treat her like her own personal Barbie doll instead of me. My mom hated that I played sports. When I was about six she enrolled me in ballet. I hated it. I hated the tutus and twirling. One day after dance class I came home and my dad and a few of his college friends were playing soccer. He let me play with them and I think that's the first time I ever fell in love. I was in love with the sport. I traded in my ballet slippers for soccer cleats. She wouldn't come to my games. Even almost twelve years later and after all the trophies I have won, she still doesn't support it. She thinks I should be doing more ladylike things like learn how to cook. She'll never accept me for me, no one will.

I only put the dress on to please her. It was bright red, satin, bubble skirt. It stopped around mid thigh. I was surprised my mom actually bought something this short. I kept staring trying to convince myself I looked beautiful. As I was looking at my own reflection I caught a glimpse of a picture hanging on the wall. It was one of Louis and I from our last fall dance. I was in a short black dress that I loved. I felt comfortable in. He was in a tux with a blue tie that brought out his gorgeous eyes. We were so happy then. That's when I started to think about him and Nikki going to dance together. They would look so much better than we did. She's much prettier, way more confident. There was no competition there. Nikki won. She always won. She got the guy that I was in love with for years. It was like with a snap of her fingers she got him.

My door creaked open. My mom stuck her head in. She squealed and ran over to me. "It looks so good on you. We just need to get you the right pair of heels." I rolled my eyes. I don't do heels and she knows that. Of course I would have to wear them with this dress though.

"Don't you think it's a little much?"

"Of course not. It's your last spring formal. With a little make-up and if we fix this mess you call hair it will be beautiful." I smiled weakly and turned away from the mirror. "What's wrong honey? Are upset you don't have a date?"

I nodded my head no. I didn't care if I had a date or not. I wasn't the kind of girl that needed a date at events like these. The only reason I was going was because of Tori and my other friends.

"I'll set you up with a date. Don't you worry." My eyes nearly bugged out of my head. She couldn't be serious but I knew she was.

"No Mom it's really okay. I want to go alone."

"Don't be silly. I'll make a call." I fell back on my bed and let my head hit the pillow. My mom cared more about how other people thought about her than how she thought about herself. Same goes for the family. As long as we looked like a normal functioning family to everyone else, it didn't matter what happened behind closed doors. For example, if my parents ever found out the Shaun is into drugs they would care and obviously try to get him to stop but my mom would be more worried about other people thinking he's a low-life, drug addict.

I changed out of the dress and into my pajamas. It was only two more days until the dance and there was no turning back now.

I saw Niall at school the next day. I haven't spoken to him since that night at his house. I texted him when I got home because I wasn't in the mood for talking. I didn't think he would understand. Actually I didn't think he would care. Maybe I was judging him too quickly. I guess I didn't want him to care about me in that way. I didn't want more than a physical relationship with someone.

I hid behind a sweatshirt and jeans today. I wasn't feeling confident. I barely paid attention in my classes until I got to gym that day. I wanted to let out some aggression. No, I needed to. Since it was fall we played fall sports. Today was soccer, thank god. Something I know I'm actually good at. Coach Martin divided the teams. Luckily Tori was on my team and Nikki was on the opposing. This is the one thing I am better at than her at. She may be able to wave around her sparkly pompoms but when it comes down an actual sport I take the crown.

I wanted badly to get her back for the stunt she pulled when we played kickball. I was playing offense and she was playing defense. There was no way she would be able to stop me. I decided to have a little fun with it. Coach Martin blew the whistle and I took off down the field. I passed the ball over to Tori and she dribbled it and kicked the ball right into the net. Not that the score mattered, but I cheered anyway. The only thing that counted was participation. As soon as Coach Martin blew the whistle again the other team started dribbling down the field. Tori was quick to take possession of the ball. She gently kicked the ball towards me. I swore I could have made a bowl of popcorn in the time it got to me. It was just too entertaining how bad the other team was at such a popular sport. As soon as I got close enough I prepared for my shot. I wasn't aiming for the goal though. All I could think was Nikki would look beautiful in her photos with a black eye. I kicked the ball as hard as possible towards her. Mean? Of course but if you only knew half the shit she has done to me since middle school. Her reaction time was too slow and the ball collided with her face. The sound wasn't pleasant. She fell to the ground and started crying like baby. I laughed to myself but not letting it show. I quickly ran over to her and pretended like I was concerned.

"She did that on purpose" Nikki whined.

"No I didn't. It's not my fault she didn't get out of the way" I argued.

"That's enough" Coach Martin said. "I'll take her to the nurse. Kellie you're out of the game. Go sit on the sidelines until class is over." I scoffed and stomped off the field. Niall was standing on the other end of the field. He came jogging over as I took a seat on the bleachers.

"Why did you do that for?" he asked while laughing.

"I don't know. It was stupid."

"Payback?" he joked.

"She deserved it." I spent the rest of class watching them play. I stayed on the field for practice. When Coach Martin returned she wasn't too pleased. There was no way to prove I kicked the ball in that direction on purpose. I mean she was standing in the way of the goal. She could have easily moved.

"Can I talk to you Kellie?" I bit my inner lip and jogged over to her. "Look you are my best player and I know you get aggressive. Nikki actually thinks you did it to hurt her. I just want you to apologize to her and tell her that wasn't your intentions." I nodded and apologized to Coach Martin for what happened.

Practice was pretty good today. Our team looked good. We were all playing well together. I got to let out some more aggression while playing against people who actually understood who intense this sport can get. After practice I showered and went home.

I opened the front door and threw down my duffle bag. "I'm home" I shouted to no one in particular.

"We're in the kitchen" my mom called. "Honey you remember Mrs. Payne, right?" I nodded and said hello. "Well great, her son will be taking you to the dance." I stood still for a second letting it all sink in. Liam would be taking me to the dance. Liam, captain of the boy's soccer team and one of the hottest boys at school. Liam, Louis' best friend that hates me. Well this should be fun. Liam was tall and buff. He has a buzz cut and nice brown eyes. He was a total catch, just not my type at all.

"They'll be joining us for dinner." I faked a smile and went up to my room.

I opened the door and he was just standing there. In my room! "What are you doing?" I shouted.

"I was looking for the bathroom" he smirked.

"What do you want?" I plopped down on my bed.

"So how does a hot girl like you not have a date for this stupid dance?" He thinks I'm hot? He only goes for cheerleaders. Must be where Louis got his idea to go after Nikki. I ignored his question. I laid back on the bed and started throwing my soccer ball in the air and catching it. He laid down next to me. As I threw the ball up he stole it. I glared at him. "We'll take some pictures and act like were having a good time. Does that work for you?" I nodded. I knew he hated this as much as me.

"You could always just back out."

"And miss the fun? Louis going to be pissed when he finds out I'm taking you" he laughed.

"Why would he be mad?"

"Well you know-"

"No I don't know. Tell me Liam." He just chuckled nervously. "Spill it Payne." He turned his head the side. I jumped on top of him and forced him to look at me. "Why would Louis be mad?"

"I like it when you're feisty" he grinned. I rolled my eyes and got off of him after I felt him growing against my thigh.

"He has no right to be mad. He left me. He never loved me or cared about me." Liam shrugged and got up. He adjusted his pants and made his way downstairs. I quickly followed. Dinner was all set on the table. I was still fuming. This was ridiculous. I couldn't take the fake conversations that were going on at the dinner table. Not to mention, Liam kept placing his hand on my upper thigh. I squirmed in my chair. He probably thought he was turning me on but I really just didn't want his hands anywhere near me. Halfway through the meal I excused myself and told my mom I forgot I had a project to work on with Tori. It was a complete lie but I just couldn't sit there anymore. I called Niall and hoped he would pick up.

"Hello troublemaker."

"Can I come over?"

"I have a lot of papers to grade."

"You're a gym teacher. I could really use someone right now."
"Tori?" I scoffed loud enough so he could hear me through the phone.

"Forget it." I started driving back to my house.

"I'm sorry. Please come over." I stopped the car for a second and thought about what I wanted to do. He clearly didn't want me to come over and now was only asking because he felt bad. He had a reason to be mad at me. I was ignoring him all week. I just didn't want him to get tired of me if was needy or around too much.

"Okay." 
When I got to his house he greeted me with a tight hug. He was sitting at the kitchen table grading some papers and going over plays for the boy's team. "Let me help you." I sat down next to him at the table and he pulled the papers closer to him, gathering them into a pile.

"I can finish these later. So what's going on? You've been different lately." I looked down, ashamed almost. It wasn't like me to not act like myself. I was outspoken, rebellious and as he said, a troublemaker.

"It's really stupid. I'm sure you don't want to hear about it." I straddled his lap. This is what I needed, a distraction. I pressed my lips against his, my tongue begging for entrance. He didn't kiss back. I pulled away and buried my face in my hands. "I'm such an idiot." I got up off his lap, collecting my things.

"Kellie, where are you going?" he called after me.

"I made a mistake coming here. I should have just gone to Tori's." He rushed over to the door and slammed it closed before I could exit.

"I'm sorry. I think we have a lot to talk about. I'll make some coffee." I nodded and sat down on the couch. I fiddled with the strings of my sweatshirt waiting for him. He jumped over the back of the couch, managing not spill either coffees and pulled me closer to him. "Tell me what's going on. I want to help."

"I know you have bigger issues than this and what I'm going through is going to sound so petty and childish to you."

"Try me."

"Okay. So you know how the fall dance is this Friday?"
"Yeah I'm chaperoning." I sighed. Great he's going to be there too.

"Well my mom bought me this ugly, poofy dress and forcing me to go with someone. I hate him and he hates me but there is no sense in arguing about it because I won't win. Then there's the whole Louis thing. He wants to be friends and I don't think I can even though I feel like I owe it to him in some twisted way. And Nikki. Jesus Christ I kicked a ball at her face today just so she'll have a nice bruise for pictures." Niall looked at me for a second and then began to laugh. Exactly what I didn't want to happen. I shot him a look. He could tell I was unhappy. He cleared his throat to stop him from laughing.

"I think it's funny what you did to Nikki. Don't tell anyone I said that. That girl is such a bitch. I subbed for a class she was in one day. I don't know how anyone puts up with her." I giggled hearing Niall call one of his student's a bitch. I never really thought of teachers talking about their students. I wonder what they have to say about me. "You don't have to be friends with Louis if you don't want to be. I'd rather you not talk to him at all."

I laughed. "It's just that we were such good friends before we started dating. It sucks that our friendship had to end with the relationship."

"So who is this kid you're going to the dance with?" he asked looking away. I bit the inside of my lip. I debated telling him. He would know the minute he saw us at the dance so why not just tell him now.

"One of your players."

"Good. So I can kick his ass in practice" he joked. I laughed nervously.

"It's Liam, Louis' best friend, which brings me to my next problem. Liam is at my house right now. He went in my room and started going through my stuff. He pisses me off so much. Then he has the nerve to say that Louis is going to be pissed that he's taking me." Niall rubbed his hand on my thigh. Niall's hand I wanted there, not Liam's or anyone else's. I placed mine on his. "And want to know the worst part?" He nodded and immediately regretted saying it. I wasn't trying to get Niall jealous or worked up.

"What?" he asked when I didn't say anything.

I swallowed hard. "Well I kind of straddled him to beat answers out of him and he got hard. Why the fuck would he get hard? He absolutely hates me."

Niall's face was serious. Poor Liam would probably be running laps and cleaning up after practice for that one. "You're beautiful Kellie. Any guy would be lucky to have you on top of them. I would know." He wiggled his eyebrows, which caused me to giggle. I love how Niall could alter my mood. I was happy around him.

"Do you now?" I asked in a flirtatious tone. He pushed me down on the couch. He hovered over me and placing himself between my thighs. He pushed himself harder against me.

"See Kellie. As much as I want to, try to resist you, I can't. This is what you do to me." I wrapped my hands around his neck and feverishly kissed him. This time he kissed me back, our tongues swirling against each other's. "We need to talk about this" he said trying to pull away.

"Not now." I pulled my sweatshirt over my head and bucked my hips against his. "I just need to forget about all this. That's why I came here." I started sucking on his neck and he grew even harder. He removed the rest of our clothes and threw them on the floor. "Harry?"

"He has class until nine. He won't be back." His lips reattached to mine. He stroked his tip between my folds a few times before positioning it at my entrance. He lifted my right leg over his shoulder while my left one hung off the couch. This position allowed him to plunge deeper into me. I cried out when he entered fully. He stretched me so much. He was a lot bigger than Louis, thank god. Not that Louis wasn't good or anything. Niall was more... experienced.

"Fuck!" I screamed as he started to move. He didn't wipe the grin off his face as he started to thrust faster.

"You feel so good" he groaned. I bucked my hips to meet his movements. Each time he was hitting my g-spot. He licked his thumb before placing it on my clit. I tried to push it away, knowing that I was going to cum any second. He chuckled and started moving his thumb harder and faster against it.

"Shit Niall. I'm so close" I moaned.

"Let go. I love the sounds you make when you explode." I bit my lip as he thrusted deeper inside me. He leaned forward to kiss me, causing him to enter at an even more pleasurable angle. I bit his bottom lip as my thighs began to shake. I bent my toes and let myself go, moaning into his mouth. My walls clenched tight as I came around his hard cock.

"Keep it tight" he said as his thrusts got sloppy. I squeezed even tighter to bring him to his release. "Fuck" he groaned and shot into me. He pulled out and wrapped his arms around my waist. He sat back and pulled me onto his lap. I slid down to position myself in the corner of the couch, my legs still draping over his thighs. He put a blanket over us. He pecked my lips and rested his head on my shoulder. "We really need to stop doing this."

"I don't think you want that."

He laughed. "Like I said, of course I don't want to, but I have to be the responsible adult here. You are my student. I could lose my job. Plus you're underage. I could go to jail and let me tell you I would not look good in those jumpsuits."

"But think about all the action you'll get in there" I giggled. "All the guys would go for the hot blonde with dreamy blue eyes." I batted my eyelashes at Niall earning a laugh from him.

"We need to make some rules even though I know how much you love to break them. No flirting at school, with me or anyone else."
"But Mr. Horan-"

"No flirting" he said sternly, pointing his finger at me. "You can't tell anyone about this, not even Tori." I nodded because that was obvious. I trusted her more than anyone, but still she could always slip up. "And I guess my final rule is dress code. At school, you don't wear anything short or tight fitting."

"Why? I'm not going to dress like a bum everyday."

"It gets me painfully hard. You could be wear sweats everyday and I would still get that hard. I just don't want to see these stupid boys drooling over you. It sucks watching them eye you all day. I think you oblivious to it though."

"No one checks me out."
"You're insane Kellie. Guys are constantly looking at you and talking about how hot you are. No wonder Nikki is so jealous of you." I laughed. Nikki was not jealous of me. She has everything I used to want.

"I better get back home before my mom gets even more mad at me. I kind of just left in the middle of dinner with the Payne's."

"Okay. I'll text you later babe."

"Babe?" I questioned. It was weird to hear a term of endearment from him.

"What? I like you, okay? I wish I could take you on dates and hold your hand in public. You're better than half the girls my age. I would give anything to push you up against those lockers and kiss you fiercely while Louis and Liam watched so they would know to back off."

"I want you to be mine Niall. Why couldn't we just have met at the coffee shop and you be a lawyer or a mechanic? Why did you have to be a teacher?"

"Because I'm an idiot" he laughed. "I'll see you tomorrow in class. Remember the rules."

I tapped my finger on my lips. "You know I have a problem with that. Good night Mr. Horan" I winked.