MATURE!

Khloe's POV*

The car ride was quiet for the most part. All but Harry's light snores. I think we were all too invested in our thoughts to say anything. Or to at least have anything to say.

Niall's hand remained on my thigh and my head on his arm. My eyes were tired and I wanted nothing more than for this day to be over. The sun was breaching over the horizon and my bones were completely shattered. Maybe not really, but that's what it felt like anyways.

I felt my eyes finally pin shut as the light melody of Niall's humming played into my ears. I was only asleep for a couple minutes until I felt the car stop and I heard the sound of a door slam shut.

My door then opened and my head jerked as the window was pulled away from the assistance of keeping my head propped.

"Sorry, baby. C'mere." I let out a yawn, and wrapped my arms around his neck, and my feet around his waist. I felt his hands slide around my thighs, hoisting me up further as I rested my head on his back. Burying my face in his neck, I held on tightly as he gave me a piggy back ride up to his dorm.

"Where's Harry?" I mumbled, yawning again.

After we had brushed our teeth and I had washed my face, Niall set me on his bed, walking over to his dresser. "I dropped him off at the frat already. You were asleep for about forty minutes." Oh. It didn't seem that long.

"Oh." I laid back onto his bed, feeling the warmth of his puffy white blankets surround me. I felt a light item hit my chest and I peeped my eyes open to see one of Niall's shirts. "No." I whined, throwing it back to him. "I want the jersey you wore today."

"This one?" He pointed to his chest.

"Yeah."

"But it smells like alcohol." He gripped onto the collar at the back of his neck and pulled it over his head.

"No, it smells like you." I argued, sitting up.

He smirked and crawled onto the bed until he was hovering over top of me. "You saying I smell like stingy alcohol?"

I smiled, staring into his deep, dark blue eyes. "I'm not saying that at all, Mr. Horan." he smiled and bent down to kiss me. I pulled away, biting my lip as I ran my hands through his dirty blonde locks. "I love you."

"I love you too, Pebbles." he blushed right after the words left his mouth and I couldn't help but to let out a laugh.

"Pebbles?" I couldn't deny that I thought it was cute, but really?

"Yes. Have you ever watched the Flintstones?"

"Uh, like a really long time ago." I giggled. "I was a kid." I moved my hand around to his cheek, rubbing light circles.

"Well, that happens to be my favorite childhood show, along side CatDog, and you my dear, remind me of Pebbles." Butterflies soared through my stomach as he came down, capturing my lips with his.

His supporting arms gave out resulting in him belly flopping down onto me. I let out a heavy puff of air, heaving before we both pulled away, beginning to laugh. Niall's voice echoed off the walls resulting me to smile and quickly cover his mouth with my hand.

"Shhhh." I giggled. "Liam's asleep."

"Ve- sold- ve-oo" he mumbled, his voice now muffled. I giggled more and pulled my away, staring up into his eyes.

"What?"

"We should be too." he smiled. I ran my hands down his bare back, lightly itching the skin with my nails. He moaned, pressing a kiss to my jaw as I smiled.

Finally pushing him off of me, I laughed and sat back up, pulling Mrs. Lenard's clothes off my body. I watched as Niall stripped from his pants and picked up the shirt that I had thrown onto the floor, throwing it back at me again. I rolled my eyes at the clean shirt that didn't quite smell like Niall at the moment, but slipped it over my head anyways, along with a pair of my shorts that I'd left here.

Niall flipped the light switch and crawled into the bed again, getting situated as I slipped off my bra through the sleeve of the T-shirt. I threw it to the ground and laid back, smiling as Niall tucked himself into the blanket and wrapped his arms around my waist. My back pressed to his front, relaxing into him while his head found a comfortable spot in the crook of my neck.

His hot, minty breath fanned across skin, goosebumps rising, as he mumbled against my skin. "You're so beautiful, baby."My stomach ignited into flames but my mind quickly took over, shutting the feeling down. I didn't reply because I knew that it wasn't true and I just hoped that Niall wouldn't say anything about me not responding. He sighed, kissing my head. "Night, Pebbles." I felt him smile which caused me to smile.

"Goodnight, weirdo."

-

I smiled as I rolled over, the sun blinding my vision as it burst through the white satin curtains. I quickly blinked trying to get my eyes adjusted to the light. Taking in a deep, fresh breath of air, I relaxed into Niall's -who was still sleeping- hold.

His angelic like features were relaxed and his heart was calmly beating against the palm of my hand. I slowly inched my fingers up to his face, running the pad of my thumb across his ear and down his jaw. I traced his bone structure, rolling lightly over his right eye, down his nose, across the line of his lips and back to his jaw. I did it once more, not trying to wake him, but instead trying to just memorize him. The way his jaw becomes more prominent the closer you get to his chin that then dimples in the center. The way his lashes rest lightly against his pale cheeks, and his lips trail slightly inward at the corners.

I felt his lips twitch as my finger ghosted over them, making my hand flinch back. His eyes were still closed so I took the time to just simply admire him.

"Why'd you stop?" His groggy morning voice made my heart just about stop as it whispered through the air. So raspy yet so quiet that if you were to stand ten feet away, you'd think it was just a whisper in the wind.

"I didn't want to wake you." I whispered back just as quiet; the fluttering inside my stomach starting to become more noticeable.

"I liked it." Niall's eyes continued to stay close, blocking me from seeing the deep sea blue that they possessed. His lips curled into a soft smile as I once again started to outline him. He tighted his grip around me, overlapping our knees, so that way my stomach was now pressed against his lower abdomen. I arched my back slightly so I could move my hand while still being able to see his face.

I smiled, releasing a small giggle as he then burried his head into the crook of my neck, leaving small kisses along it and the top of my chest which his collar-cut ,white shirt had left exposed.

"Gosh, you're beautiful, Khlo. How did I get so lucky?", he mumbled, his hot breath heating my skin and creating goosebumps along the surface.

"Niall..." I groaned, laughing as I pushed him away. I ran my fingers through his fluffy, bed head hair while he just continued to stare at me, a small glint in his eyes. "What?" I asked, a smile tugging at my lips.

"Why can't you just except my compliments?"

Uhh... maybe because I know that their lies..

"Can we not talk about it, please?" I sat up, adjusting the blue shorts that were slightly twisted, before I turned toward him, intertwining our fingers and pressing our palms together. I watched as he kissed the knuckles on each hand before finally finding my eyes.

"I'm just asking. I don't know why you do it, maybe someone told you otherwise or something, but then that person was wrong. Way wrong." He stretched the 'way' making me smile and bite my lip. "Because you are the most beautiful girl I have ever laid my eyes on." He paused, looking up. "Well, except my mother of course." I giggled as he smiled.

"Glad to know that I love a guy who's a complete mommy's boy." I teased, chuckling more as I lent down to press a kiss to his smiling mouth.

He seemed to beam at the fact that I called him a mommy's boy. As if it was the greatest thing someone could have told him.

My lips moved against his in rhythm for a few seconds before I pulled away and sat back up. He squeezed my hands twice, receiving one back from me.

"What do you say about breakfast in bed?" I asked, smiling as I watched him rub small circles across my thumb.

"I would say that you are the best girlfriend in the whole world." He smiled, staring up at me. I probably looked like a deer in headlights. I could feel my smile slowly sink as I just stared at him.

He didn't. I had to have heard him wrong. He doesn't do labels. I'm just his girl. Stop playing games, you stupid brain. He did not just label us..

"Khlo?" I blinked a couple times, taking in his concerned, yet beautiful face.

"Did you.." I was at a loss for words, not wanting to say it in case I really had heard him wrong.

"Hmm?" He knitted his eyebrows together, small creases forming at the corners of his eyes.

"Did you just say that- um, I'm your girlfriend?" I asked kind of hesitant because I know that he's not exactly keen of the topic. But I couldn't help the smile that was ready to explode.

He just shrugged, looking nonchalant. "I don't know. I don't remember what I was sayin'" Oh, uh.. okay. So much for getting my hopes up.. I sighed lightly, trying not to let it get to me as I forced a smile his way.

"Oh, um, okay. Breakfast?" I felt my voice crack, but I ignored it as I let go of his hands, quickly trying to untangle the blankets so that way I could get off the bed because I could feel the pressure starting to build under my eyes. Don't judge me for wanting to cry, I've just waited so long for us to finally be one hundred percent official. I want so badly to introduce him to my family and friends next week as my boyfriend and not my date. That makes it sound like we just mess around with occasional dates. But to me, it's so much more than that.

I quickly started off the bed, irritated with the sheets and just everything as I pushed them towards Niall. I was expecting myself to make it to the end of the bed and just calmy walk out of the room without showing any emotions towards the subject, however that was never able to happen as I felt two hands place themselves onto my waist and throw me back onto the bed.

I gasped at the sudden action, looking up to see the smiling boy above me. He hovered over top with one leg beside me, the other between my legs. His arms rested beside my head, locking me in my position as a sloppy smile was plastered on his lips.

"Why- What are you doing, Niall?" I asked, looking up at his eyes which still held their sparkle. Instead of answering the question, he just burried his head back into my neck, kissing me all over. I giggled and gripped ahold of his biceps, my eyes taking in the few tattoos that were spread across the tops of them.

An involuntary moan escaped my lips as he began to suck on the sweet spot just under my ear. "Niall.." I groaned knowing that he was for sure going to mark me.

"Khlo." He whined back before he nibbled on my ear lobe, fully aware and cautious of my earrings that were in. "Please do me the unjustified honor of becoming my official girlfriend." He whispered, kissing my cheek, then pulled away to look at me.

So he did... holy fuck.

I smiled, pulling his head down so that way his lips could meet mine for a sweet and gentle kiss.

"I thought you.." I stumbled on my words, glancing up to him as I pulled away.

"I was just messing with you, babe." He smiled big, pressing another short kiss the my lips.

I slapped him on the arm playfully, giggling as I shook my head. "Well, I'm glad that you asked." I smiled bigger, returning my lips back to the place they belong most; onto his. He shuffled slightly before grinding his hips into me, causing a moan to escape into him.

"Please don't tease.." I whimpered.

"I think the breakfast can wait." he mumbled into my mouth as he tugged at the hem of my, well his, shirt. I let it slid off with ease, gaining a small breather in the time that we had to pull away in order to get the shirt completely off. He dropped it over the edge of the bed, his hands then automatically gripping my exposed breasts as he reattached his lips to mine.

I moaned into his mouth, the heat instantly spreading throughout my body. I whimpered at the loss of contact from his lips as he pulled away, pressing his forehead to mine. "You know that I love you, right?"

"Yes." I smiled.

"And that I would never do anything to hurt you?"

I bit my lip, smiling. "Yes. Niall, what are you getting on to?"

He smiled before fully pressing his lips to mine, leaving my question hanging in the air. I moaned as his hands worked at my skin, his mouth sucking all of the air out of me completely.

A sudden click in my brain caused me to push against him, rolling us over so that way I was on top and he was now under me, smiling up at me as I intertwined our hands. I leant back down, pressing my lips sweetly to his heated skin. He tensed as I got lower and lower, kissing around his v-line and down his naval to the band of his boxers.

I glanced up at Niall through my lashes to see him staring down at me intensely. I smirked as I dropped my head, kissing his bulge through the cotton material, hearing him whimper above me. I smiled and curled my fingers into the rim, pulling his boxers down his bare legs.

He sprung free, and I couldn't help my look of shock. Jesus fuck. He somehow seemed even bigger than usual. My insides quivered at the thought.

I crawled back up him, pausing at his midsection. Glancing up at him under my lashes, I grinned at the look of anticipation on his face.

I licked my lips in a teasing manner, before taking him into my mouth. He groaned, his eyes closing. I licked up his underside, swirling my tongue around him before taking him in again. I sucked gently as I pulled back, each time taking more of him in. His noises were such a turn on it was driving me crazy. I decided to be bold, and took him in until his tip hit the back of my throat. Niall's hands flew into my hair, a loud swear word leaving his lips. I moved my tongue around, keeping him deep throated, and his hips bucked.

"Oh my fucking- Khlo!" he yelled, throwing his head back against the pillows as he harshly bit down on his lip.

I released him slightly, giving him a few more strong sucks for good measure before he grabbed my shoulders.

"Fuck, babe, stop. Your mouth is killing me." He said breathlessly. I didn't release him, though. Instead, I pressed back down, taking him to the back of my throat again.

"Fuck!" he groaned breathlessly, his hips shifting. "Baby, stop! I don't want to come yet."

I couldn't help it. I loved what I was doing to this beautiful boy. I had him writhing under me, and it made me feel incredible. I pulled back slightly, circling my tongue as I went back down, taking him in again and again. I sucked harder, feeling him quiver in my mouth.

"Shit!" He just about yelled, and I felt him sit up in the bed. He grasped my shoulders tightly, pulling me off him. I released him with a 'pop' and he groaned. He flipped me over onto my back, his eyes burning into mine.

"You are fucking stubborn as fuck!" he scolded, before dipping down to kiss me fiercely. I smiled against his lips. He pulled back, giving me a look in which made my nerves hammer in my body.

He slipped down my stomach quickly, pulling my underwear with him. Before I had the chance to react, he was climbing back up me, pausing at my midsection as I had with him.

I felt a strange combination of excitement and nervousness at the look he was giving me.

He tucked himself under my legs, running a mixture of kisses and his tongue along the inside of my thigh. I began to feel anxious. I had a feeling I knew where this was leading to since he didn't let me finish him off... I suddenly began to feel self conscious.

"Ni," I said, looking down my body at him. "Don't."

He paused for a moment, giving me a look. "Why?"

I avoided his eyes, not sure how to say it. "Babe, remember what I said." He answered my thoughts again. "Stop. You're perfect."

"But..."

"Lay down, shut up, and let me have you." He said sternly. The forcefulness of his tone surprised me. And turned me on even more.

I laid down on the bed, staring at the ceiling nervously. I felt his lips go back to work on my thighs, giving a little suck here and there. My mind was racing stupidly. Thank god I had shaved properly yesterday.

When I felt his breath at my middle, I tensed. I felt his tongue slide up my center, the warmth causing my eyes to close. He wrapped his lips around my clit and sucked. Hard.

I bolted up in the bed, shouting a profanity. My hips bucked, but he held me down firmly, not releasing me. He sucked again, and I threw myself back down onto the bed.

I felt his tongue go to work on me, and I was writhing under him within seconds. I swear it probably looked like an exorcism was going on in my body thanks to this boy and his mouth. I fisted the sheets, his hair, myself, really anything I could get my hands on as the shaking in my core rose. "Jeez- oh my fuck!" I moaned, covering my mouth with my hand. I bit down on it, panting as Niall continued to draw me closer and closer to the edge.

Niall released me then, and I fell to the bed spent. He laughed, teasing me with kisses as he crawled back up my body.

I felt exhausted already, but every nerve in my body was on high alert. He kissed his way back up to my mouth, one hand running across my cheek in a romantic gesture, while the other slide down to where his mouth had vacated. He wasted no time slipping two long fingers inside me. I groaned against his lips, and he grinned.

He started a mixture of circles and curls of his fingers while his thumb worked over my center, and I swear I have never felt anything like it. I remember thinking how good his fingers moved across his guitar, and I realized now that the talent didn't just belong to the instrument. Yet again, I was writhing under him, a moaning, whimpering mess.

I felt myself increasing, coming to my high. "Ugh, Niall, Im gonna..."

He stopped. Abruptly. Maddeningly. He pulled his hand from me and I whined, causing him to laugh.

"Payback, babe." He said with a quick kiss to my lips.

"Ugh!" I groaned, swatting his shoulder as he laughed. "That's not fair! You made me stop." I whined. "I hate you."

He smirked. "No you don't." He kissed me again gently, his hand cupping my face in a romantic gesture. I folded into him, relishing the feel of his body against mine.

He pulled back, looking into my eyes. "If I do this, I want you to be sure. 100 percent positive."

I knew what he was saying. If we really crossed this...this line, our relationship wouldn't just be changing one way this morning, but in multiple. Despite all the confessions and exploration that had already occurred, this was the step that changed everything.

"Im sure." I said with no doubt, even though I was scared as hell.

He leaned down, kissing me gently again. His hips shifted until he was settled between my legs. While he reached into his nightstand, I sat still, freaking out on the inside, as I watched him pull out the aluminum package. He ripped it open with his teeth and I swallowed deeply as my eyes stared at him, watching intently as he slipped the condom over his length.

"Are you sure?" He asked again.

"Niall, I'm starting to think that you're the one doubting this." I quietly laughed.

"Oh, trust me. I am." he bit his lip staring at me. "But, God, I need you." the inside of my body blew up into a giant explosion due to his words and my mind had completely gone blank.

I gave him a small nod which he paired with a nervous smile before he leant down to kiss me. I felt him position at my entrance, and he pulled away from my lips to look at me. His gaze locked with mine as he started to slid in slowly. I felt myself stretch painfully, and couldn't help the whimper that escaped me. I clenched my eyes closed, biting my lip.

Oh, fuck, was it painful. Definitely not what I was expecting at all. I gasped for air, squeezing my eyes tighter as I felt my breath hitch in my throat. My whole body tensed and I couldn't opened my eyes at all, even with Niall's pleads flowing into my ear.

I felt a tear glide down my cheek as I whimpered some more. Niall came to a halt, intertwining our hands next to my head. "Baby, look at me." I couldn't though. "Do you want me to stop?" He started to panic. His voice was shaking and I knew that he was now double thinking this.

I shook my head 'no', my heart beating irrationally. "No, please." He sighed, and whipped the tears from my cheeks, whispering encouraging little words into my ear as he continued to stretch me, pushing in more. I gasped again, my eyes blinking open. His head came down, smashing our lips together as he sat still, allowing me to adjust.

This was my first time ever having sex, so it was bound to hurt and it didn't help that Niall was, shall we say, not lacking in the size department.

His head hung down as he panted, his forehead pressed to mine. He gave me a smile and kissed me gently as he slid in even more, groaning loudly as I whimpered. When he was finally all the way in, I felt like I was going to split at the seams. I had never felt so full in my life. I tried to relax, calm my breathing, but it was useless. My hands moved from his and were now digging into his hips, and I was shaking slightly.

"I'm sorry, baby." He whispered against my neck. He stayed still for a long while, allowing me even more time to adjust, kissing my neck, my shoulder, and my face, leaving not even one inch of my flesh untouched. Finally, I had relaxed enough to allow him to start to move. I nodded, my lip still trapped between my teeth.

He slid out slowly, then in again. His rhythm was slow. Agonizingly slow. "Niall..." I whispered, whimper due to the friction between us. From the frantic torture of our foreplay, this was a drastic change. He was being so careful with me. Gentle. As he pressed into me, I found my hips curling with his and my nails digging into his skin. The pain started to slowly subside, and was slowly being replaced with an incredible satisfaction. I turned my head and kissed his neck, showing him I was okay now. I moaned and was panting into his ear, my eyes shut lightly. He propped himself up slightly, his eyes meeting mine, never losing his rhythm as he smoothed out the lines on my forehead. He kissed me gently, stroking my cheek with the backs of his fingers. I closed my eyes, moaning as a deep groan left his throat.

We continued in our slow movements for a long while, curving into each other, wrapped up in a tangled mess of limbs. He reached down and grasped my bum, pressing me into him further. "Oh my god, Niall!" I called out, followed by a loud moan. My nails dug into his shoulders blades, and I relished the feeling of his body moving against my own. His pace began to hesitantly increase, his head at my neck, and his breath hot against my sweaty skin. I was enveloped in him. I reached up and tangled my fingers in his hair, my other hand dragging along the skin on his back.

Niall was groaning into my neck and I could tell he wasn't far off. But whenever I thought he was close, he would slow again, stopping his climax to keep going.

Jesus fuck, how long can he go? Im not going to be able to walk for a week!

I pressed one foot into the mattress, the other wrapping around to curve around his hips. Digging my heel into the bed, I shifted my hips up to his, causing him to moan loudly. I giggled breathlessly, feeling the tears that had dried on my cheeks.

"Fucking shit, you're so tight, baby." Niall groaned into my neck, his rhythm faltering at the change in friction.

My stomach tightened, and I knew I wouldn't last much longer.

"Ni, I...." I lost my words. I was in such a euphoric state that I couldn't do anything but just feel everything.

"Go, babe." He said, his accent thicker, thrusting harder to give me my ending. "Just let go." I breathed heavily against him, whimpering as I felt my high envelope me.

He pulled my hips against his harder, and that was all it took for me to come undone underneath him. I saw stars as I tightened around his sweaty body. A feeling I'd never experienced before flooded through my body, striking each and every nerve. My back arched, pressing my body even tighter against his.

"Fuck." He groaned loudly, feeling me quiver against him, causing his own release in a string of cuss words.

We collapsed onto the bed together, panting, sweating, and content. Neither of us moved for a while, before he pulled out of me painfully and rolled to lay on his back. He pulled off the condom and threw it in the trash before her tugged me against him, tucking me in to curve around him.

"Wow" was all I could breathlessly say. I had no words. I felt really emotional for some reason, like a part of me was missing. The only thing that helped me force away my tears was knowing that Niall was to one to take it from me.

He snickered. "All I get is wow?"

I smacked his stomach, smiling briefly. "I think you got more than wow a second ago, Horan."

He laughed, kissing my hair. "True."

We laid on the bed, neither moving for a long while. Finally, he shifted. "Well, I don't know about you, but Im chilly." He said, sitting up and searching for his pants.

I laughed lightly as I stretched my sore body, feeling a burn erupt from my center up through my core. I winced in pain, inhaling sharply before I let out a shaky breath. "Then put some clothes on, moron." I sat up and I felt all the blood flush from my body as I glanced down.

The white sheets that once covered his bed her now painted red underneath me and I noticed a little line of dried blood down my bare leg. That was enough to push me to the edge as I felt me lip quiver. I closed my eyes tightly letting all my emotions flow out.

Niall noticed and rushed to my side. "Shhh... baby, what's wrong?" He ran his hand over my head, an unsure look on his face. I don't think he was expecting me to be emotional and he have me a concerned and worried look. He didn't know what to do and I didn't blame him because I didn't either as the tears continued to stream.

"I'm so sorry, Niall!" I continued to cry wrapping the sheet around my naked body. I didn't mean to bleed on his bed. I didn't mean to bleed at all. Did I really ruin my first time by starting my period?! That'll be a great story.

I sobbed harder, hiccuping into Niall's pillow as I felt the bed sink, meaning he had sat down.

"Khloe, babe." he comforted me, running his hand through my tangled hair. "It's okay. It happens! It just means you're not a virgin anymore." he whispered, leaning down to kiss my forehead.

"No, Niall! I fucking ruined this by starting my fucking period!"

The room grew quiet suddenly and I jumped as I heard his bellowing laugh echo the walls. Why the fuck is he laughing!? I'm so embarrassed right now and he's not helping any by laughing at me!

"Niall, I'm-"

"Khlo, chill babe. You didn't start your period." he laughed more and my crying suddenly came to a halt as I turned to look at him. Is he stupid? You can clearly see the damn blood! "I um... I... when a girl loses their virginity they usually bleed. it's called cherry popping." he awkwardly scratched the back of his neck. "It just means that I took your virginity away. Nothing to worry or feel embarrassed about. it happens to everyone." Niall sighed, pulling me into him. His hug should have helped but for some reason, it didn't.

I felt really stupid now and I just wanted to cry all over again. I think Niall noticed though as he quickly wiped my cheeks with the pad of his thumb before placing a kiss on my lips. "It's going to be okay, alright?" I nodded. "Okay, now you go get cleaned up and I'll take care of these and meet you in the kitchen to start on that breakfast in bed deal." he smiled his charming smile which somehow automatically calmed me. I felt like an emotional roller coaster right now.

I agreed however and shakily stood up, feeling like my legs were going to give out on me. I wrapped the sheet around my body before sighing and kissing Niall once more. I dried my cheeks with my fingers, feeling a bit better now knowing that it was completely normal.

Even though I felt shitty on the outside, my body was still rushing with adrenaline and I mentally felt like could run five miles.

I was officially Niall's girlfriend, I was officially not a virgin anymore, and in four days, Niall and I will have officially been dating for one month. I could only hope that all of this would add up and there would be plenty more to come.

Okay, I didn't know how to end it, but whatever, this works haha THERES PROBABLY A LOT OF MISTAKES BUT I DIDN'T PROOF READ SO ILL DO THAT TOMORROW.

A Khloe's no longer innocent, BUT THEYRE OFFICIALLY BF/GF holy shit! Haha

Okay, I'm going to bed now, so night guys!!! Love you! Xx