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Rey's POV

"Niall?", I asked after he pulled away again from roughly kissing me against the door.

"Yeah?", he breathed against my lips, eyes glimmering and red lips.

"I'm really cold right now."

"Okay let's go inside."

I smiled and he smiled back, lacing his fingers with mine as soon as we entered the bar.

"So this means that I can change my relationship status on Facebook?", he asked jokingly as we turned the corner.

I rolled my eyes and smiled. Every head at the table turned to us and I could see their eyes drift to our intertwined hands.

"So are you guys like a thing now?", Jake asked and I bit my lip, nodding.

"YASSSS BITCH!", he yelled, standing up and almost knocking over a pint. Then he turned to Katherine.

"You and that bitch Amy owe me fifty bucks!"

"You bet on us?", I asked, attempting to sit down but Niall stopped me so he would take the place next to Luke, since Justin and Soph took his previous seat.

Niall then gripped into my hips and pulled me onto his lap, making me lean against his chest.

"Ugh, great, this place is full of couples. Is everyone here in a relationship?", Jake groaned and I realized Zayn and Liam still weren't back.

"I'm single.", Calum said and Jake turned to him.

"You gay?"

"Nah.", Calum laughed and Jake sighed, returning to his beer.

"Just for me though.", Michael interjected and placed an arm around his shoulder.

Malum feels

Jesus Christ

The food came three minutes later and I couldn't even eat properly because of the butterflies in my stomach. So after half a hamburger and ten fries I shoved my plate towards Jake, who looked at me like a child on Christmas.

"I love you babe, marry me.", he said as he stuffed his face full.

"Of course.", I laughed and felt Niall pat my thigh to remind me that he was still there.

I smiled and leaned against his chest, nuzzling my nose in his neck, breathing in his amazing perfume.

"You're not jealous of a gay man, are you?"

He looked down at me with a serious expression, but not long before a grin spread over his face.

"Jesus you're disgusting.", Jake gagged and Niall showed him his middle finger. I looked back up at the rest of the people around the table, not managing to keep down my smile.

"Oh, well hello!", Niall said out loud when Liam and Zayn came back from the bathroom. "Did you fall into the toilet and Liam had a hard time pulling you out?"

Zayn blushed and Liam rolled his eyes, having a hard time shuffling back to their seats, so Justin, Soph and Katherine had to stand up in order for them to sit down.

"So who got fucked this time?", Niall continued and Zayn buried his face in his hands, groaning.

"Don't put the spotlight on us, what's going on here?", Liam asked, pointing to Niall and I, then to Soph and Justin.

"We're together.", Soph told him and Justin smiled.

"And you two?"

"Us too.", Niall said and placed his head on my chin to look at him.

"Finally.", Zayn smiled held his fist out for Niall to bump.

"Why is everyone so happy anyway?", I asked and Liam ran a hand through his hair.

"Because it was absolutely annoying to see you two guys just lust after each other without actually doing something about it."

"Come on, we couldn't have been that obvious.", Niall said and literally everyone at the table.

"Yes you were! Every time one of you wasn't looking, the other one drooled."

I giggled and tried to change the subject by asking about the upcoming game. It worked, so I finally could lean back against Niall and relax, feeling his chest vibrate against my back as he spoke.

His arms were around my waist and everything was finally falling into place.

~~~~

The next two days passed by really quickly, filled with exhausting cheer practice, a lot of assignments and rehearsals. By Tuesday night everyone on campus had learned about Niall and I's relationship.

Two years ago, when I was dating Niall no one really treated me differently, but right now it seemed to be a pretty big deal to date the captain of the soccer team who was also in a band.

I immediately saw the change when I opened Facebook and was met by over two hundred new friend requests and notification. I had also gained over a hundred followers on both Twitter and Instagram.

"What are you doing?", Amy asked, coming to sit down on her chair.

"Just checking my Facebook."

"I see you're quite popular now that you're dating the captain."

"Well, yeah. It's weird."

"Why?"

"Well I've received five different party invitations this weekend from people I've never seen before in my life."

She smiled.

"I'm so happy for you guys."

"Really?"

"Mhm."

"Did he ever come to you to talk about me?", I asked her, closing my Facebook to concentrate on our conversation.

"Uh, not really. But he talked to Ryan or Zayn."

"Seriously?"

"Mhm."

"Do you know what he talked to them about? Like, what he asked them?"

"Well not really, but I do know he talked to Ryan once when I was in his dorm, right after you 'got together' with Justin. Um, he was drunk and kept asking what did Justin have and he didn't. And then he told him about how he was in a pretend relationship with Soph."

"So you knew?"

"Yeah...are you mad at me for not telling you?"

"No.", I smiled. "I'm too happy to be mad."

"Be careful though."

"Why?"

"Guys like Niall...I don't know. I mean, don't get me wrong, he's a doll, but he has a reputation you know. And once he gets drunk he's not himself."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, there are a lot of girls willing to fuck him in a blink of an eye, and if they catch him intoxicated I don't guarantee he'd be opposed to that."

"That would be rape."

"Yeah. But still."

I shrugged.

"Do you love him?"

"Uh. Yeah."

She smiled.

"Do you think he loves me?"

"Definitely."

"Really?"

"Yeah, but as I told you a few months before, he probably won't say it anytime soon because he's scared."

"You never told me that."

"I told you about broken people. You think I'm that stupid not to realize he's the one you were hypothetically talking about?"

I laughed and she opened her laptop, asking me if I wanted to watch a movie with her and I agreed, putting a jacket on because it was getting cold again.

The next day in Literature I noticed Mr. Grey acting weirdly. He was less...forward during class and I was kind of relived.

"Psst, baby.", Niall whispered in my ear from behind while we were watching a short documentary about Charles Dickens.

"Hm?", I asked, tilting my head slightly so I could listen to him.

"Want to go out tomorrow?"

I nodded. "Where?", I whispered back and he smirked.

"Please don't say your bedroom I'm begging you."

"No idiot. I meant like to a movie and dinner."

I nodded again.

"What would you like to see?"

I shrugged. "We can look at the-"

"Ms. Parker and Mr. Horan if you have something to talk about that is apparently far more interesting than the documentary, please do share with the class."

"Sorry Mr. Grey.", I said but he wouldn't have it.

"No, Ms. Grey, please entertain us with your topic of discussion."

"Uh, okay. Well we were just talking about-"

"How I couldn't wait to get my girlfriend home so I can fuck her until she screams my name."

Mr. Grey slammed his hand against the desk, standing up, startling everyone.

"Get out! I'm going to have a talk with the principal!", he yelled and wow, I've never seen him so angry.

"Jesus Christ, calm your tits. See you later baby.", Niall said and tangled his hand into my hair, pulling me back so he could press a strong kiss to my lips.

Even though my stomach was doing flips I couldn't help but feel embarrassed. I watched Niall exit the lecture hall and blushed, knowing that half of the people present were staring at me.

The rest of the lecture went by agonizingly slowly, and of course Mr. Grey asked me to stay behind after the lecture so he could have a word with me.

"Yes?", I asked when everyone was gone.

"Are you Niall's girlfriend?"

"What does this have to do with school?"

"Just answer me Renee."

"Yes.", I answered, suddenly getting a bit scared of him.

"Why? Do you love him?"

"Uh..."

"He's not a real man...", he trailed off, stepping closer.

Whoa there

"I could make you feel so good Renee...", he said stepping closer.

He suddenly gripped into the back of my neck and brought my face to his, pressing our lips together.

Alarm bells went off in my head and I immediately pushed him off of me.

"I have to...get to my next class.", I mumbled and didn't even look back as I hurried to get out of the lecture hall.

I saw Niall leaning against the wall further away, looking at something on his phone. He looked up when he heard me coming closer, frowning.

"What's wrong?", he asked and I immediately knew he was going to figure it out so I had to tell him.

"Um..."

"What did he want?"

"He asked me if you were my boyfriend and I said yes."

"That's it? You're lying because your eye just twitched."

"Fuck. Okay. He told me that he could make me feel better than you."

"WHAT?", he exclaimed and made a step towards the door.

"Wait, no. Niall.", I said gripping into his shirt.

"No what?"

"Don't do anything about it please."

"About what? I was just going to tell him off about talking to you like that, but now that you mention it, did he say anything else?"

"He didn't say anything else."

His expression got more hard and serious.

"What did he do? Did he kiss you again."

He took my silence as an answer. He freed himself from my useless grip and walked with sure paces to the door, opening and slamming it behind him.

I ran after him, reaching the hall just in time to see him punch Mr. Grey straight in the face, sending him to the ground.

"You sick pervert! She's nineteen for God's sake and you're her teacher!"

"Horan step back before I call campus security!"

"And what are you going to tell them? That I punched you for making a move on one of your students?"

Mr. Grey remained silent.

"If you as much as look at my girl from now on I'm going to beat you up until you can't walk anymore!", Niall threatened and I smiled, pretending that I wasn't turned on by this.

"Did I make myself clear?", Niall yelled and kicked his side.

Mr. Grey nodded and held his hand to his nose to stop the bleeding.

"Fucking pervert.", he mumbled as he walked away from him.

He wrapped and arm around my shoulders once we were out of the lecture hall, pulling me into him.

"Let's go to lunch baby.", he said, still serious.

"Starbucks?"

"And you say I'm a white girl."

He was smiling so I relaxed.

"Well I am a girl and I am white so.", I replied, which made him pinch my cheek.

We walked to Starbucks and it was nice because he still had his hand around my shoulder and he was telling me about how hard he was training for the new season.

"I'm being serious!", he exclaimed when he saw the doubtful looks I gave him as a joke, knowing it'd make him mad.

"I know."

"You're such an idiot.", he said and removed his arm as we stood in line.

"Aw, you're mad now?"

He crossed his arms.

"Jesus don't do that your huge, muscly biceps are going to rip that shirt."

A smile spread over his face but he raised his eyebrows, trying to look serious.

"Fine then I'm going to go and make friends with that guy over there that looks like Ryan Gosling.", I told him and stepped away, just for him to grab my arm and bring me into his chest.

"You're getting on my nerves.", he smiled down at me and I stuck my tongue out at him.

"That's disgusting."

We heard a cough from behind us and I tried to look at anywhere but the lady that was angry because we've been holding the line back.

I ordered the Caesar Salad and the Mozzarella Panini with a chocolate muffin and a strawberry smoothie. Niall ordered the same but he got himself a Frappe instead.

We sat down outside because it was sunny today.

"This is absolutely ridiculous.", Niall muttered, referring to the fact that the salad and the sandwiches were extremely small.

"I thought Starbucks is your natural habitat."

He rolled his eyes and finished his salad in like two minutes.

"I'm sorry but I'm going to Subway after this. I can't."

"Don't you have some class to attend after this?"

"I do, but I'd rather eat than actually learn."

"That's exactly what I thought when I was twelve."

When he finished everything he ordered, he got his phone out and looked for cinema programs.

"Manhattan or Brooklyn tonight?", he asked and I said 'timeh care' with my mouth full.

He found a good theatre and looked at the program, eyebrows rising in a sign that he found something.

"What?"

"Nothing. I don't think there are any movies you'd be interested in watching."

"Give it to me.", I told him, holding out a hand.

He handed me the phone, sighing. My eyes fell on the movies available and I smiled.

"Really? Because there is a Channing Tatum movie screening tomorrow at eight."

He buried his face in his hands and I smiled. "Can we go? Please?"

"You know I'll say yes anyway so why bother. Yeah babe we can."

"Make reservations okay? I want to be in the first row.", I teased and he rolled his eyes as he got his phone back.

After we finished lunch he walked me to my Spanish class and pecked my lips before he told me that he was going to get proper lunch.

~~~~

"Date night?", Amy asked the next day as I got ready for our first official date.

"Yeah. He's coming to pick me up at five thirty so we can go to a restaurant. And then we're going to see a Channing Tatum movie."

"Ooh I love him."

"Yeah me too."

I decided on a suspender skirt and a cute shirt with print-tights and sneaker wedges. I smiled at my newly blonde dip-dyed hair.

"You look great."

"Thanks."

There was a knock on the door and Amy wriggled her eyebrows as I went to open it. Niall stood there, leaning against the doorframe, probably trying to seem cool.

"Hi.", he said and I returned the greeting.

He was wearing a black hoodie a black button-up shirt underneath. He had black skinny jeans that were still kind of loose on his chicken legs and black Vans.

So much black

His hair was up in a quiff and he was extremely hot.

Reyall: http://www.polyvore.com/date_night/set?id=119928008

"C'mon, we have reservations at six.", he whined as both Amy and him watched me while I tried to apply some last touches to my mascara.

"I expect her home by ten! And no funny business!", Amy said as I put my leather jacket on, then pulling the hair out of the collar.

"Eleven.", Niall told her and she winked, before I waved and followed Niall out of the dorm, shutting the door behind me.

"We have a game tomorrow so you probably should get to sleep early tonight.", I told him and he nodded.

"Also, you're driving so don't forget that.", I reminded him.

"Jesus, I know mom."

I smiled up at him and he smiled down at me and everything was great.

The restaurant was fancy and looked extremely expensive, right in the middle of Times Square.

"So this is like, our first official date.", I told him after our food came.

"Second first official date.", he corrected, stuffing his mouth full of pasta.

"That's so attractive.", I said and he made a funny face, which made me almost spit my water out.

"So after this we're going to the movie and then you'll take me home so I can be home by eleven?", I asked just to clarify.

"I'd like to take you to my place. But we have a game tomorrow so that sucks.", he admitted and took a sip out of his water.

"Mhm but can we walk through that park on our way back to the car? It's romantic.", I smiled and he nodded, shrugging.

Dinner went by quickly, we mainly ate because we were hungry but he made a few funny comments that made me almost choke.

He then linked our fingers as we walked along the busy street towards the big theatre where we were going to watch the movie.

"Hey remember that book you read two years ago and almost cried?"

"The Fault in Our Stars?", he asked as we got in line to buy tickets.

"Yeah. It's nice that you remember."

"It was literally the only book I've ever read."

"You're joking."

"I'm not!", he laughed. "And it's not like you read either."

"I read fan fiction, and that counts."

"Fan flick what?", he asked confused and I rolled my eyes.

"It means like...basically books written by fans about someone or something...completely fictional. For example, if you like two people together and you write a story about them."

"Who do you read about?"

"Dean and Castiel. I've even read something about Luke and Ashton."

He raised his eyebrows in surprise. "Seriously?"

"Yeah."

"So like, porn on paper.", he stated.

"If you will."

"Do you get yourself off to these things?"

"Okay discussion over.", I said blushing.

"No, seriously. Come on, we don't have anything else to do anyway, you can tell me what gets you off."

"Niall, we're in public."

"So?"

"I'm not talking about my turn-ons with you in public."

He pouted and I shook my head, pushing his face to the right so I wouldn't have to look at his amazing blue eyes.

"Go and stay in line for the food.", he instructed when he saw a long line at the food bar. I nodded and he smiled before I walked away to get in line.

As I waited, I picked at my nails and smiled because I was on an actual date with Niall, something I've been dreaming for a couple of weeks now, if not months.

I ignored the butterflies in my stomach and looked at the menu, when two arms wrapped around my waist and someone whispered in my ear:

"Boo."

I jumped and turned around, knowing it wasn't Niall.

My face fell when I saw who it was.

"Chris?", I asked, surprised.

"Hey Rey.", he answered and I hugged him, before he lifted me off my feet a bit, hugging me back.

I saw a girl behind him, smiling shyly as she watched us.

"What are you doing here?", he asked and I took a moment to take in his figure. He was a lot taller than the last time I'd seen him and he had a slight beard.

"I haven't seen you in...almost a year!", I exclaimed and he smirked at me, putting an arm around my shoulder, pointing to the girl.

"This is my girlfriend, Chloe."

"Hi.", I said and was about to hold my hand for her to shake, when someone shoved Chris to the side.

I wasn't surprised to see Niall getting in his face.

"Who the fuck are you?", he asked, putting an arm around my waist and pulling me closer to him.

"I could ask you the same thing.", Chris replied and I rolled my eyes.

"I asked first you dick, who the fuck do you think you are touchin' my girl like that?"

"Who the fuck do you think you are touching my sister like that?", Chris replied relaxed and Niall's face contorted in recognition.

"Oh. OH.", Niall said and stepped back, closer to me, like he suddenly realized Chris was a bit taller and muscled than him.

"So this is your boyfriend?", Chris asked me, pointing to Niall.

I nodded. "Niall, this is my lovely big brother Chris. Chris, Niall."

Chris looked Niall up and down.

"You're extremely protective and jealous.", he observed and Niall's eyes drifted to the floor.

"I like you.", Chris added and held his hand out to Niall.

Niall's eyes lit up and he shook my brother's hand.

"So what are you guys going to watch?", Chris asked us.

"Um, that Channing Tatum movie, you?"

"Something with Andrew Garfield.", he sighed and Chloe smiled.

"Hey you still didn't introduce us properly.", I told him and looked at his girlfriend.

"Hi, I'm Rey.", I introduced myself and she shook my hand. "How long have you guys been together?"

"Three years this June."

"Wow. How come you never mentioned her?"

"I did, you just weren't listening because you were too busy sucking faces with that dick Sam."

"Ha.", Niall snorted and I swatted his arm.

"Her old boyfriend was such a loser, he cheered for Real Madrid instead of Barcelona. That's like, no.", Chris said, watching Niall's reaction.

"Fuck Real Madrid.", Niall agreed and I had no idea what the fuck they were talking about.

"I like him.", Chris told me. "He's a keeper Rey."

"Jesus.", I sighed and Niall grinned at me.

"Man United or Chelsea?", Chris asked and I held my breath because he asked this from every single friend of mine, boy or girl.

"What kind of name is Chelsea?", Niall answered and Chris smiled.

"Definitely a keeper little sis.", he told me and patted Niall on the back, so hard it literally made Niall lose his balance for a moment.

"How do you know he's not an abusive asshole in private? Are you seriously going to judge him by the team he supports?", I asked my brother as we moved forward.

"Am I wrong?", he replied, raising his brows.

"No, but-"

"Then I rest my case."

"You're full of shit."

"You're full of shit.", he said.

"Oh how mature of you."

"How old are you again?"

"Nineteen."

"No way. Last time I checked you were seventeen."

"You're a dick."

"Are you old enough to use that term?"

"Stop making fun of me.", I pouted, feeling a bit embarrassed because he was making fun of me in front of Niall.

"Remember when you used to w-"

"Okay you might be her brother but you shouldn't be rude to her.", Niall intervened and I smiled, leaning into him when he squeezed my waist to show me that he was still here.

Chris just smiled.

"You're kind of an asshole by the way.", Niall continued and I stepped on his shoe to shut him up.

"Thanks.", Chris replied and I sighed relieved when it was finally our turn to order food.

I got small popcorn and a soda and Niall got a big nacho box with salsa and a coke. We said goodbye to Chris and Chloe before we walked towards our theatre.

"Your brother might be hot but he's a douche."

"He's actually cool but he likes to tease me. But thanks for standing up for me anyway."

After we sat down in the last row he turned to me and asked:

"What did you want to ask me about that book? You started talking about gay fiction and never got to finish.", he smirked.

"Um, I wanted to tell you that's the movie for the book is going to air this June and we should go."

"What makes you think I'd go to see a chick flick with you in two months?"

"Niall can you please tell me what movie we're about to watch?"

He squinted his eyes, a smile spreading over his face.

"Also, why did you pick seats in the back? It's a Channing Tatum movie, I'd like to be close to his face."

"That's why."

"Are you jealous of an actor Niall?", I asked him, smiling.

"No."

The movie started a few minutes later and I could see that throughout it Niall was rolling his eyes whenever Channing came on shirtless.

"Niall oh my god.", I whispered to him during a sex scene.

"What?", he whispered back.

"I can see your six pack through that jacket."

"Shut up.", he smiled and gripped into the back of my head, bringing our lips together.

And that's basically what we did for the rest of the movie.

We bumped into Chris and Chloe at the exit, and of course Niall was nice and asked what he was doing tomorrow.

"Nothing really.", Chris told him and I saw a plan forming in Niall's head.

"Well I have a game tomorrow and your sister is a cheerleader if you and Chloe want to come?"

"Yeah sure. Rey will text me the address."

"Are you on break?", I asked him.

"I'm graduating next week and we thought why not take a small break and visit New York for a weekend."

"Amazing.", I said sarcastically.

"Always loved your sarcasm sis.", he smiled and ruffled my hair. "See you tomorrow."

"Bye!", I yelled after him and we watched him disappear together with Chloe.

"What is he studying?"

"He's studying Economics and Mathematics at Yale in Connecticut.", I answered and Niall made a face.

"He must be really smart."

"He doesn't act like it.", Niall asked me as we walked towards the entrance of the park.

He squeezed my hand and fell on a bench next to a light pole.

"What are you doing? It's almost eleven.", I asked when he pulled me over his lap, sideways.

"So let me guess, he's the favorite child in the family?", Niall asked.

"Yeah."

"If it makes you feel any better, you're my favorite person.", he said and I smiled down at him.

"Doesn't make it any better."

"Doesn't it?", he asked, playing along.

I shook my head.

"Not even a little bit?"

"Maybe."

His right arm came around my neck and the left hand came to rest on my leg.

"So can you tell me now what gets you off?"

"I don't have turn-ons.", I lied and he squinted his eyes at me, obviously not falling for my lie.

"That's a lie bigger than my dick."

"Then you know it's not a lie at all."

"You're getting really good at come backs.", he observed as I leaned into his chest.

"I'll tell you my turn-ons if you tell me yours.", I told him and he smiled.

"Fine."

I closed my eyes and relaxed against him, concentrating on only his voice and the movement of his hand against my leg.

"I like it when you kiss my neck and how you scratch down my back when I fuck you really hard."

"Niall."

"Let me finish."

"You always finish."

"I also like when you make sexual puns, because you may seem innocent but you're far from it. But the thing I wank to the most is to the image of you on your knees, so desperate and needy."

I opened my eyes to see him looking straight at me.

"Your turn."

"Okay. This is going to be embarrassing. Well... I like it when you kiss my neck too...and when you...uhm, grip into my hair and...when you give me hickeys because it means I'm yours. And when you talk dirty to me."

"You like it when I talk dirty to you?", he asked, his face coming closer to mine.

I nodded.

"Yeah? You like it when I tell you how good you are for me?"

I bit my lip.

"Do you think of me whispering dirty things in your ear when you get yourself off?", he asked, his voice in an almost whisper.

It was so hot Jesus.

"Tell me princess.", he said and started kissing my neck, his teeth slightly grazing my skin.

"I don't...I don't actually get myself off."

He abruptly pulled away.

"What?"

"What what?", I asked.

"You don't... you don't masturbate?"

"Um, no?"

"But-wh-never in your life?"

I shook my head, feeling my face heat up.

"Why?"

"Because..."

I don't know how

"You never felt so turned on that you had to pleasure yourself?"

I shook my head. "I don't...I don't know how."

"I can teach you.", he breathed and then closed the distance between our lips.

My hands went to his neck and I felt my cheeks cool down as his tongue entered my mouth. My stomach was going crazy and I tried to ignore the feeling by pressing more into him.

His hands gripped into my waist and they squeezed my jacket, pulling away after a while with red lips.

"Baby you have to stop if you don't want me to take you on this bench."

I let my hands fall into my lap and he got up, lifting me up by my waist and putting me down on the ground.

"Let's get you home.", he said and I looked up at him, not moving from the spot after he made a step forwards.

"What?", he asked.

I smiled.

He sighed and turned around, crouching down. I took a step towards him and put my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist as he properly stood back up.

"You're the best boyfriend ever.", I said in a high pitched voice then placed my chin on his shoulder as he walked.

He chose not to reply and kept walking towards his car. My feet dangled by his sides and he started humming a song I didn't know.

He let me back down when we were right in front of the car and even opened the car door for me, which was nice.

"Um you know it's really nice that you want to hold my hand but I'd rather you hold the hold the gear stick.", I told him and he let go of my hand, smiling.

He parked in front of my dorm building at twenty past eleven and walked me to my dorm.

"Tonight was really nice. We should do it again.", I told him and he smiled, leaning down to kiss me.

"We should.", he said against my lips and pulled away. "And again...and again..."

"Niall.", I giggled when his hands slipped under my skirt.

"Jesus why did you have to wear tights.", he mumbled and pulled his hands out.

"Because they went with the outfit and it was chilly outside."

"If you say so babe.", he smiled and ran a hand through his tousled hair. "Goodnight."

I opened the door and turned around to tell him goodnight, before I shut it and locked it, feeling really happy and giddy.

~~~~

The next day was chaotic. My alarm rang at seven and at eight o'clock sharp I was already in the locker-room, changing into my cheer uniform. The game was starting at half past nine and we had to perform our pre-game cheer at nine, while the team was warming up.

We were playing against a team from Pennsylvania, and we weren't that nervous because it was the weakest team in the country.

I spotted my brother in the bleachers as soon as I entered the stadium and he waved at me. I jogged over to him and he stood up.

"Hi!", I told him and he smiled.

"Never thought I'd see you in a cheer uniform.", he admitted and I rolled my eyes, feeling proud of myself.

"Also I would've never thought you'd get a stomach piercing. How long has that been there?"

"Two years and a half. Mom still doesn't know about it."

He raised his hand and I high fived him. The first beats of an upbeat Rihanna song started and I gripped harder into my pompoms.

"Gotta go, but make sure you cheer for Niall. He's number seventy six."

"I don't think it will be hard to spot his tattoos. And why seventy six?"

"He says because sixty nine was taken."

He let out a laugh and I turned around, quickly jogging to the cheerleaders that were already in formation, waiting for the beat to drop so we could start our routine.

I made a backflip and landed on my spot, and then the routine began.

When we finished we walked back to the sidelines as the entire stadium started to cheer for our team while their names where being announced.

Of course we won and of course Niall took his shirt right before the team tackled him for scoring the winning goal.

When we got back I changed into my black Vans, some sweatpants and a black sweatshirt that was given to every cheerleader with their player's number on it.

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I spotted Niall and Chris right outside the girls' changing room, talking about the game. I could see my brother completely showering Niall with compliments and my boyfriend accepting them like a greedy cat.

"Hi.", I said, swinging my bag over my shoulder.

"Hey.", Niall smiled and stepped over to me to kiss the top of my head.

"Good game.", I told him and he genuinely smiled.

"You were good out there too."

"Hey, that's my sister.", Chris interjected and I shook my head.

"Do you want to come back to the frat house?", Niall asked him and I wasn't sure how I felt about Chris meeting everyone. God knows how he could embarrass me in front of all my friends or how the girls and boys there will flirt with him, which would cause me to throw up.

"Sure. I'll just text Chloe an address and a time if you don't mind."

Niall shrugged and we started walking towards the exit of the stadium. He stopped and let Chris walk in front of us, before he started walking so we were a few steps behind.

Then he took the Nike bag out of my hand so he would carry it like a gentleman (even though he was already carrying his) and hold my hand.

"So when does the party start tonight?"

He shrugged. "Around eight like usual. "Do you want to go?"

"Is there another choice?"

"Well we can stay in and watch a movie or something if you're not in the mood."

"I'm in the mood for anything as long as I'm with you.", I honestly said and he smiled.

"So are we staying in or going to the party?"

"Isn't it your party so you actually have to attend?"

He nodded and held the door open for me, not letting go of my hand as we exited the building.

"I want to go to the party.", I told him and he grinned.

"We'll go to the party then.'

He drove Chris and I back to my dorm so I could get some clothes for the party.

"You can shower at my place, just hurry up because your brother is waiting for us in the car."

"Why did you invite him?"

"Because I like him."

"Niall is there something you want to tell me?", I teased as we finally made our way back to the car.

He rolled his eyes.

We arrived at the frat house a bit after twelve o'clock and I was surprised to see everyone there, the cheerleaders and also the frat boys. They were all over the house, in the living room, kitchen and outside.

Chris wandered off while Niall and I walked upstairs to his room.

He collapsed on his bed; face down into the clean sheets.

"I'm so fucking tired. Can you wake me up in like, six hours?", he asked and took off his pants and shoes.

I nodded and he smiled, getting under the covers and shutting his eyes.

"You look so cute when you sleep.", I said and he turned his back to me but I knew he was smiling.

I showered and changed back into my comfortable clothes, before I jumped into bed next to Niall, just to see that he was already asleep.

I took my phone out and clicked on the Tumblr App as I leaned against the headboard. Two hours later I got bored so I decided to go downstairs and see what everyone else was doing.

When I got to the living room I looked around for my brother, just to spot him in the garden, shirtless with a beer in his hand.

And talking to Jake.

A really smiley Jake who had a hip popped to the right and a beer in his hand, running his hand through his hair more than necessary and laughing.

Laughing?

My brother is NOT funny

"NO. No. No. Nononononono.", I mumbled to myself as I quickly made my way towards the sliding glass door so I could get to Jake and Chris.

That was Jakes' flirty pose.

"Hey. Hi. Guys. Hi.", I announced myself even though I was thirty feet away from them.

Both their heads turned to me and I could see Jake had an annoyed look on his face, while Chris looked neutral.

"Jake I see you've met Chris."

"You know each other?", Jake asked, ignoring my words.

"Yeah. He's my brother.", I told him and his eyes widened, suddenly taking a step back.

"Oh."

"Is there something wrong?", Chris asked.

Poor Chris, completely oblivious to Jake's intentions.

"Can I borrow Jake for like, a few seconds?"

Chris shrugged and Jake followed me to a secluded corner of the garden.

"Don't flirt with him! Don't!", I whisper-yelled so Chris couldn't hear.

"I didn't know he was your brother!", he replied in the same tone.

"Well now you know! Please! Please keep away from him. He's straight as a pole and you have a boyfriend!"

"Max isn't really-"

"Jake."

"Renee."

"I beg of you. Do not get involved with my brother."

"Can I still refer of him as a hottie?"

"Ugh. Fine."

He smiled and winked, before he turned around and walked back over to him.

God knows what they were talking about.

I chose to stay in the living room after that and play a game of pool with Bryan.

Around half past six I went back upstairs to wake up Niall.

"Niall. NIALL. Babe."

"Hm?", he mumbled, eyes fluttering open.

"You need to wake up. It's already half past six."

"Thanks."

He rubbed his eyes and stretched, letting out a pornographic moan.

As he went into the bathroom I changed into my chosen outfit. I went with a black crop top, a leather skirt and black studded sneaker-wedges.

When Niall came out he had a towel wrapped around his waist and his hair was wet. He ran a hand through it as he picked out his clothes and dressed up.

He knew very well that I was staring at him dress up because he had a huge smirk on his face.

He was wearing a tank top, black skinnies and his black Vans.

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"You look hot.", he told me as he styled his hair in his mirror.

"You too babe."

He turned around to face me.

"Is that my pet name?"

"Either that or Craic Daddy.", I smiled, knowing it got to him.

"Would you let that go?"

"Never."

He finished pulling his hair up in a quiff and piercing his brow, before he cracked his knuckles.

"Let's go."

I got up from the edge of the bed, following downstairs. Even though it was not yet eight, the house was starting to fill up with people eager to party until Saturday morning.

I spotted Katherine and Ricky by the bar in the kitchen so I decided to leave Niall's side and go to them.

Katherine raised her cup in a way of greeting and Ricky smiled.

"Hi.", I simply said before I went to pour myself a cup of coke. I wasn't going to drink tonight because I was curious to see what Chris was going to do.

My parents always thought of him as a perfect kid that never did any mistake so I wanted to see how 'perfect' he acted at a frat party. Yale probably also threw parties, but maybe not quite this wild.

"I saw Chris when we came in.", Katherine told me in a questioning tone.

"Oh yeah, he's on a mini holiday. He's graduating next week apparently. I had no idea."

"Are you going to the graduation?"

"I think mom's going to call me and talk to me about it sometime this weekend. They might fly in."

"Don't tell Niall.", she advised and jumped on the counter.

"What? Why?"

"Because he's going to freak out."

"Why would he freak out?"

She shrugged. "He just has a phobia. Ask him."

I frowned and turned away when her and Ricky started shamelessly snogging in front of me.

I went on a quest to find Chris. I found him outside by the pool with an arm around Chloe as he talked to two people I didn't even know, but who looked quite older. I chose to let him be and decided to go and find Niall or Jake.

Jake was sucking faces with Max in a corner so I quickly averted my eyes. I found Niall by the pool table, playing beer pong with Zayn against Liam and a girl I haven't seen before.

I joined the public around the table and thirty minutes later the girl jumped into Liam's arms when they won. Niall and Zayn were a bit tipsy and I couldn't help but wonder what was going on.

"Babyyyy.", Niall said into my ear, engulfing literally my whole body.

"Hi.", I said, stepping back to get a proper look at him.

"Do you want to dance?", he asked loudly into my ear and I nodded.

He pulled me between the sweaty bodies in the middle of the room, turning me with my back at him. His hands came to rest on my hips and I leaned against his chest as we danced.

It was a slow, dirty song so I put my arm around his neck as he whispered the lyrics into my ear and I got lost in them because he smelled so good and this was so hot.

I didn't know how it happened, but I ended up dancing with someone else and Niall disappeared.

I didn't think much of it, until I realized that I was literally grinding against a random guy and Niall was nowhere to be seen.

"What the fuck?", I asked loudly when I found him on a couch in the game room, between Chris and Zayn, the two other guys I've seen my brother talking to earlier hovering over the table, quite obviously lining cocaine up in thin lines on the table.

Zayn was literally so high all he could do was laugh in Chris' ear and I looked around for Chloe but I couldn't spot her.

"Reeeeeey.", Niall slurred and I rolled my eyes when he pulled me over his lap.

"Who brought the drugs?", I asked him and he nodded his head towards Chris, who was-what the fuck- making out with Zayn.

"What the fuck are you doing?", I asked my brother when he pulled away.

"Enjoying myself."

"By making out with a guy and snorting cocaine?", I asked, wiping the small patch of white drugs from Niall's left nostril.

"You have no idea how good it is to finally let go of everything Rey. Try it.", Chris said and handed me a rolled hundred dollar bill.

"No.", Niall answered, pushing Chris' hand away, suddenly completely sober.

"Why not?"

"Because she's your fucking sister and my girlfriend."

"So?"

"I thought big brothers were supposed to be role models you fuck."

"Don't get angry on me bro, you didn't really turn down when I suggested coke."

"Yeah and I said as long as you don't get Rey into this."

"Meh.", Chris replied and Niall pushed me to my feet.

"What are you doing?", I asked him and he ran a hand through his hair.

"I need some fresh air before I lose it and beat up your brother."

"Okay."

"Let me grab my jacket."

I went to wait for him at the door and checked the clock on the wall, to see that it was already almost eleven.

Niall came down the stairs as he zipped his jacket up and we walked out of the house.

"Where are you actually going?", I asked and he shrugged.

"Let's just walk yeah? I need to walk off my high."

We walked in silence for a couple of minutes, side by side, without touching each other.

He walked down the steps to the subway, before sitting down on the bench and closing his eyes, leaning against the glass behind him.

I sat down next to him and he turned his head to look at me, smiling with bloodshot eyes.

"You're so beautiful.", he said and I smiled.

"Thanks. You too."

"No, but seriously. Your eyes are like honey mixed with chocolate and your nose is so tiny and cute and your lips are so fucking pink I just want to ravish them."

I automatically ran my tongue over my bottom lip.

A subway came and he got up, pulling his skinny jeans higher.

"Do you want to go somewhere?", he asked.

"Uh. Sure? As long as we don't get lost."

"We won't.", he assured me and held his hand out.

I took his hand and followed him up onto the bus.

He sat down in the back, where we wouldn't get bothered by anyone.

He pulled me over his lap so I would lean against the window and kissed me without a second thought.

We kissed for a while, tongue colliding with tongue, hands wandering through hair and all over each other.

After a couple of stations he finally told me it was time to get off so we did, and we found ourselves right by the Brooklyn Bridge Park.

"Whoa.", I breathed looking up at the lights of the Brooklyn Bridge.

"Amazing yeah?", he asked, actually skipping in front of me before falling down on the grass and laying down on his back.

"Yeah."

I sat down next to him on the hill. His hands rested on his stomach as he looked up at the starry sky, and it reminded me of our last night together two summers ago.

"Lay with me.", he told me and I did as asked.

He moved his leg so our thighs would be pressed together and I turned my head to look at him.

"So Chris is graduating next week.", I informed him.

"And?"

"And I was wondering if you wanted to come with me to the ceremony."

"Of course."

"Aaaand my parents are probably going to fly in from England."

He visibly stiffened.

"Your parents?"

I nodded. "Katherine told me you might have a problem with that?"

"Um." Was all he said.

"Do you want to meet them?"

"Yeah...I mean I don't know."

"Why not?"

"What if they don't like me?"

"If I like you they'll like you Niall."

"Yeah but what if they judge me by my tattoos and piercings. I want to make a good impression."

"Sam had tattoos and they had no problem with that. Especially my mom. Which reminds me, stay away from my mom when you meet her."

"Why?", he asked, smiling.

"Because she's a cougar."

"Isn't she married to your dad."

"And kind of a slag."

"She's your mom!", he exclaimed laughing.

"I know.", I sighed. "So this is why you invited Chris over? Because you wanted to make a good impression?"

He bit his lip and nodded.

"That is so cute. Wanting to impress my big brother by acting cool.", I said in a pouty voice.

"Shut up."

"I think you should show him your Justin Bieber CD collection. He'll be impressed."

"Jesus stop with the Bieber jokes."

"I'll stop them they they'll stop being funny."

"They were never funny."

"Well they crack me up."

He sighed; giving up and turning his head back to the sky.

I stared at the expensive apartment building right by the exit of the park.

"How much d'you reckon an apartment costs in that building?"

"The Pierhouse?"

I nodded.

"Um. Well those are pent houses and I think an apartment costs about two million."

"Holy shit."

"Yeah. My dad does business with them. He offered to get me a penthouse there instead of staying in a dorm of frat house."

"And why didn't you take it?"

"Because it's...I don't know. It's really big and you know, it would be kind of lonely on my own."

He looked at me, as if to search for my reaction.

"I think it's great. It has an amazing view and it's nice and luxurious. It's just fifteen minutes by car from college. And Starbucks is two blocks away.", I added, smiling.

"Okay don't make me feel bad about it.", he joked.

"Just saying, if I were you I would've taken the offer. Besides, it's better than living in a cramped dorm with a common bathroom and no heating."

He looked at me, frowning and debating something.

I propped my head up on my elbows so I could look down at him.

"What are you thinking about?"

"What if we moved in together?"

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