That means no update tonight so I can get some sleep.
See you all tomorrow around 4 my time! ;)
Tonight: Chem test to study for/game
Friday: Gotta go to graduation/Get to bed early for SAT in the morning/MAYBE Shot For Me
Saturday: SAT/ Exam Studying/Climax
Sunday: Exam studying/practice Monday: Exam studying/practice Tuesday:Exam studying Wednesday: SUMMER VACATION.
Chapter 12 Part 1
1 year later
I woke up and looked at the blinking red numbers on the clock next to my bed. It was 9:27 a.m.
I hoped up and walked into the bathroom. It was a beautiful Sunday here in Paris and I didn’t intend on wasting it. When I got out of the shower I checked my phone to see a text from Harry.
Miss you brother! When can I fly out for a visit?
I typed out a quick reply and got dressed in a pair of jeans and a white tee-shirt. It had been 2 months since I had even been back home. I was enjoying my time here in Paris, living out my dream of so many years.
Every day I wake up when I feel like and look out my window to see the beautiful Eifel Tower against the beautiful blue sky. Sometimes I stayed in and sometimes I went out and walked around. It felt as if my life was in a story book and I was loving every moment of it.
On this lovely Sunday morning I decided to get up and go for a walk around town. I decided to sit for a cup of coffee, so I walked around to find a new café to try.
As I walked down the tiny streets I smiled at the sweet faces walking by. I loved it here in Paris. Everything was so magical.
I heard a bell ring and I was it was the bell on a door ringing as people opened it and walked in. I looked up and read the name that was written in big red cursive letters.
Café Louis
Hey! That’s my name! Except it sounds a bit more posh in a French accent.
I decided to try this place out; assuming anything with my name was good. I stepped in and the smell of tea and freshly baked pastries filled my nostrils. Everyone was seated at little round tables and chattering. They seemed to be enjoying themselves.
I approached the counter and rang the little bell because no one was there to take my order.
“Une seconde!” I heard s voice yell. While I waited I looked around the room, not paying any attention to what was going on behind the counter. “Bonjour!”
“Yes, hi. Can it get a-” I stopped my sentence short when I turned my head to see the face of the girl taking my order.
“Amina?”
“Louis?!” she squealed, staring back at me with big eyes.
“What are you doing here?” I asked smiling at her.
“This is my shop! I moved here after I….” she drifted off as the moment got awkward.
“You own Café Louis?” I asked, chuckling.
“Well, it wouldn’t be here if it weren’t for you.” She said shrugging.
“We should catch up.”
“I’d like that.” She replied, nodding her head.
“What time dose this joint close?”
“9.”
“I’ll be here at nine. We’ll go get dinner?”
“I would love that. We have a lot of stuff to talk about.”
I nodded my head in agreement and we stood there staring at each other for a few moments before she spoke up.
“So, what can I get for you?”
“You know how I liked my coffee.” I said mockingly.
“Got it!” she said as she walked off to get my drink.
I watched her as she walked away. She still looked exactly the same.
I still loved her, too.
This time I wasn’t letting her leave.
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Birthday Sex
“Bethany, I’ll be home in 10 alright?” Niall said into the phone. His voice sounded raspy and tired.
“Alright, I’ll see you soon baby.” I replied.
I looked over at the clock that read 11:53. In 7 minutes I would be another year older.
I walked into the bed room of my New York apartment and waited for Niall to arrive. He had to work today and I knew he would be tired, so I didn’t ask for anything. I just wanted him to come home and cuddle with me.
“Beth?” I heard an Irish accent whisper as my door creaked open.
“Niall! Come here baby, I’ve missed you all day!” I shouted as I sat up from the bed. He crawled into the opposite side and pressed his hard yet inviting lips against mine.
“I missed you more.” He whispered as he slowly got on top of me.
“What’s gotten into you?” I asked him with a growing smile on my face. I wrapped my arms around his neck and looked into his beautiful eyes. He never comes home after work in the mood. He’s always to exhausted or hungry.
“It’s your birthday.” He mumbled against my neck.
“Yeah, so?”
“So I’m giving you your gift.”
He reached up my shirt slowly massaged my breasts over my bra. I ran my fingers through his hair as he continued to suck on my neck, being sure to mark his territory in the process.
I pulled my shirt up and over my head and then did the same with his, dying to be closer. I reached down and unbuttoned his jeans and before I could slip my hand down he pulled it out.
“It’s your birthday, which means it’s all about me pleasing you. Not the other way around.” He said pulling my mesh shorts down my legs. We crashed our lips together as he continued to peel every article of clothing I had on off my body.
I let out a long moan as he placed a hand over top my throbbing center and practically screamed when I felt two fingers inserted inside of me.
“Fuck, Niall.” I groaned as he moved his fingers harder and faster.
I felt my insides tighten around his fingers and he knew I was close.
“Come for me, baby.” He grunted as I grabbed onto the sheets tightly and leaned my head back.
My whole body went weak as a feeling of euphoria ripped through me from head to toe.
Niall grabbed my leg and threw it over his shoulder, positioning his lower half between legs. I felt him slide inside of me, slowly at first, then harder as time went by.
I ran my fingers through his blond tousles and pulled hard at the ends as I felt myself coming close to another climax.
“Niall!” I screamed as I came again. He grunted as he continued to thrust himself in and out of me.
When it was all over we cuddled up next to each other on the bed, just staring at one another.
“I love you so much.” He whispered.
“Not as much as I love you.” I replied as I leaned in for a kiss.
“So there is one thing left to do…” he said after pulling away.
“Yeah?” I asked, thinking he was suggesting round two.
“Birthday cake! Let’s go!” he yelled as he jumped out of bed.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY BEFFY BEAR!
I don’t know why I kept looking up.
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Chapter 7
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“Hey, Valarie.” Zayn said softly as she approached the table.
“Hey boo! How have you been?” she asked throwing her hands around his neck.
“Alright, you?” he asked as he patted her hand a few times.
“Good! I’ve missed you though. When are we hanging out babe?”
Vomit.
“Umm, I still have your number. How about I call you?” he replied giving her a fake smile.
“That sounds perfect! I’ll see you, love.” She said kissing his cheek before she walked off. He turned his head and looked right back at me. We held each other’s gaze for a few seconds before I broke it, looking away in sadness and disappointment.
“I’m not going to call her…she’s crazy.” Zayn said softly. I looked up and saw he was looking at Liam, but I could tell he was talking to me.
After we ate we all piled into the car and then drove back to the hotel.
“Here’s your room key, Delaney!” Paul said as he handed over the little thin piece of plastic. I thanked him and then pressed the button to head up into my room. When I got to my door, I saw the cheeky Harry Styles standing their waiting for me.
“Hi, Lane-ers.” He said grinning at me.
“Hello, Harry. Come on in.” I said as I opened the door.
Oh how I’ve missed the fancy hotel room sent.
“What are you up to?” I asked him as I rummaged through my bag to find something to wear to sleep.
“I wanted to talk to you about Zayn.” He said as he took a seat on the couch.
“Hold on let me change then we’ll talk.” I said as I walked into the bathroom. In most cases I would tell this person to fuck off and get out of my business, but Harry sounded genuinely concerned. I couldn’t not hear him out.
When I walked out of the bathroom I saw Harry walking toward the door.
“Umm, hello?” I asked him, throwing my arms in the air.
“Delaney, Louis needs me for something. Let’s meet out back in the garden and talk. It’s a nice night and too stuffy in here.” He said as he walked out of the room. I sighed and walked back to my bag. I pulled out a pair of jean shorts, flip flops and a grey sweater.
I sung a tune in my head as I leisurely made my way back down stairs to wait outside for Harold. My mind wasn’t fully paying attention to what I was doing, so when I opened the door to walk out back I smacked right into someone walking in the opposite direction. Being the clumsy girl that I am when I’m not ‘all there in the head’ I lost my balance and fell right on the ground, smacking the side of my head.
“Oh, shit. I’m sorry, I-” I stopped mid-sentence when I looked up to see that I had just ran right into the chest of none other than Mr. Zayn Malik.
“Oh my gosh,” He said. “Are you alright?” he asked. “That was totally my fault.” He said crouching down to me.
He smelled like smoke.
“No, I wasn’t paying attention.” I said sitting up. “I’m fine, don’t worry about it.”
“Are you sure? You looked like you hit your head pretty hard.” He said softly. He reached his hand toward the side of my skull but quickly reached back down and looked at the pavement.
“I’ll be just fine.” I said standing up.
“What are you doing out here anyway?”
“Harry wanted to talk to me about something.” I replied.
“Out here?”
“Yeah, what’s it to you?” I said, getting flustered over his constant questions.
“Sorry, sorry. I’ll see you.” He said turning away and walking inside.
Maybe I was a bit too harsh….
I sat down on the bench and rested my elbows on my knees. For a few moments I just stared at the door. I was waiting to see my curly haired friend, but I was hoping to see my black haired ex-boyfriend busting through the door and running towards me.
I threw my face in my hands and lost it. I let our every single tear that I had held in tight all day long. I wasn’t built for heartbreak like this. I just couldn’t handle it.
Zayn hates me. That’s all I could think as I sat there sobbing at my pity party. I was pathetic.
“Delaney,” I heard a deep voice say. I felt an arm snake around my shoulders and I leaned my head into the crook of his neck.
