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I Can't Hold Back

Chapter 10

It was roughly an hour and a half to Lake Casitas, and I awoke when I heard a car door slam. We took three cars over here, and Niall and I were the only one in ours. I felt bad making security stay with us all weekend, so I told them to just take one car back so we were free to leave whenever. Niall was quietly snoring and I stroked his cheek to the pace of his breathing. He looked like a hot mess, and I imagined I looked the same. His hair was even messier than before, sticking up in a number of directions. His shirt was hanging on by one button, and he was using his suit jacket as his pillow. I heard the third car pull away and checked my phone for the time. It was three-thirty in the morning, and I figured the boys would put up the tents so everyone could get to bed. As I stroked his cheek, I felt something begin to poke at my ribs. Smiling, I lifted myself up and straddled my boyfriend. I kissed his lips to wake him up.
\“Hmm?” he opened his eyes and started to kiss me back.

“Just thought we could take care of this,” I gripped him through his pants and his eyes grew wide.

“Yeah, I definitely think we can do that,” he ran his fingers through my hair and kissed me harder. I slipped off my underwear and undid his pants. I dug my teeth into his lip as he inserted two fingers into me. Once I felt ready, I removed his hand and slid on top of him. I rode him hard, making sure I lifted myself up and down on his length. Bucking his hips with mine, he held me steady by my waist. I kissed down his neck as he moaned with pleasure. He grunted as I reached my climax, biting into his shoulder, and he squeezed his nails into my bum when he finished. Before I could fully catch my breath, Louis opened the car door.

“Hey are we -- oh, fuck, at it again are we?” he sneered as he covered his eyes and turned away.

I quickly hopped off Niall’s dick and shoved it back into his pants. “Sorry, Lou, we were just…” I struggled to make an excuse for the disgusted-looking Louis.

“Cut the crap, Char. I guess everyone deserves some birthday sex. Just hurry up and pitch your tent. Oh wait, I guess Niall already has that covered.” He rolled his eyes and shut the door. I looked at Niall and we burst into laughter.

“Louis’s just jealous because he didn’t think of it first,” Niall kissed my nose and scooted me off of him. We got out of the car and opened the trunk to grab our things. As Niall set up our tent, I grabbed a six-pack of beers and walked towards my girlfriends. Alexis was barely staying awake, Eleanor was painting her nails, and Naomi and Kim were huddled over Kim’s iPhone.

“What are you guys doing?” I asked as I distributed the beers.

“Your party is all over TMZ! I feel so famous!” Naomi shrieked as she showed me the phone. I scrolled through the pictures of us entering and leaving the club. I looked so fucking gone in some of them, and I laughed when I found a picture of Alexis eating shit before she got into one of the cars.

“Keeping it classy, eh, Al?” I snorted and she hazily looked over at me.

“ItswhatthefuckIwannado,” she muttered. I giggled and drank some of my beer. The girls and I began to gossip about everyone we saw at my party, laughing at some of the antics people had been pulling. I heard Niall cheer and we all looked over in the direction of the tents. All four of the tents looked picturesque, and the boys walked over to us to brag about their accomplishment.

“Alright, so here are the tent assignments, ladies,” Louis began to say until there was a loud pop and the sound of ripping fabric. We all jumped and gawked over to see that one of the tents had completely collapsed into a heap of destroyed mess. I muffled my laughter as Zayn and Harry began to curse and kick dirt. “Well, I guess that means we’re down to only three tents. How the fuck are we going to do this now?” Louis joined Harry and Zayn in kicking the dirt.

“It was one of the fucking four seaters!” Zayn yelled as he threw around what was left of the tent. “The four of us are not going to fit in that fucking small-ass tent!” Zayn was right; the boys were too big to all fit in a tent meant for two. Niall gave me a look and I nodded.

“One of you can sleep in me and Charlie’s tent, then. It’s no problem.” Niall was such a good friend. I was hoping Liam would volunteer first, but, with my luck, Cocky Little Shit jumped at the opportunity.

“It’ll be my pleasure to bunk with the birthday girl,” Harry winked at me while he moved his shit into Niall’s and my tent. I rolled my eyes and focused my attention back on Louis, who decided all the girls can bunk in the last four-seater and he, Liam, and Zayn would take the other tent. I was dead-beat tired, so after saying goodnight to the rest of the group, I snuggled into my sleeping bag. While moving around the stuff to go to bed, I made sure to move Harry’s sleeping bag on the complete opposite side of the tent from me. As I began to fall asleep, there was a small flutter in my stomach, almost like a bad omen; however the thought left my mind while I drifted off to sleep.

When I awoke, I had to pee like a motherfucker. I turned over and found Niall and Harry fast asleep. Harry was sprawled across Niall with one arm around his face and one arm and leg around my boyfriend. Stifling my laughter, I searched for my phone and snapped a picture to commemorate the two love birds. I slipped past them and exited the tent to find the nearest port-a-potty. Once I applied a shit ton of sanitizer to my hands, I looked around the campsite. To our right, probably a good half a football field away, was another camping site with five RVs. There were a bunch of little kids playing while their parents cooked breakfast, and the same distance to the left of us were what looked like a group of older fishermen packing up their gear. It reminded me of when my parents used to take Kennedy and me to the Poconos when we were younger. I walked back over to the tents and lit a fire in the small pile of rocks centering our campsite. Smelling the fire, Liam and Louis emerged from their tent, looking like they hadn’t gotten a wink of sleep.

“Bad night?” I asked as I poured myself some Multi-Grain Cheerios. Louis groaned while Liam explained, “When Zayn goes to bed drunk, he tends to nonstop snore. Hence why Louis and I didn’t really sleep.” He wiped his eyes and took a seat next to me.

Louis searched through our coolers of food. “Where’s the tea?” he asked, looking almost panicked. I grabbed the backpack by my feet and handed it to the lad.

“Right here, Lou. We all know it’s not a proper day until you’ve had your cuppa tea.” He kissed my cheek and began to heat a kettle of water.

“Where’s Niall?” Liam asked, stealing a bite of my Cheerios.

“Sleeping…what else? You should get a look at him and Harry, I feel like I’m being replaced.” I showed him and Lou the picture on my phone and we all burst into laughter. It must have woken up the rest of the group, because Eleanor and Kim walked out of their tent, and everyone else soon followed suite. We all ate our breakfasts while we soaked in the glorious California sun. It was the perfect cure for a hangover.

“So, what’s the plan today?” asked Kim as she applied lotion to her dry hands.

“I’m not really sure; I thought maybe a hike and then swimming in the lake?” There were so many possibilities to do in the wilderness that I was too excited to choose just one option. While I thought about something else we could add to the list, Harry interrupted my thoughts.

“Well, I know what I want to do!” he snorted as he and Niall high-fived.

Niall caught my questioning glance and averted his eyes to the ground, “Sorry, love, but we had a plan of being drunk this entire time. It’s how Harry and I love to camp.” Are you fucking kidding me? I wanted to shout in his face, but I didn’t. I’m not the type of girl to be controlling, so if he wanted to be drunk, he could be drunk. It’s not like I couldn’t have fun with the rest of my friends.

“Whatever. Your loss for not seeing me in my new American flag bikini!” I giggled as I winked at Niall and rushed back to our tent, him chasing after me and tackling me on top of the sleeping bags.

“Don’t be mad,” he said as he brushed some hair off of my face, “I’ll go swimming with you when you’re back. Okay?” I smiled as he kissed my nose.

“Okay, Ni.” He grinned as I scooted him off of me. I searched through my bag of clothes while Niall went to the car to grab the rest of the alcohol with Harry.

After I was dressed, I walked back out to find the rest of the group ready to go. “Don’t you love my Chanel hiking boots, Char?” Eleanor boasted as she waved her designer boots in front of me.

“Ah, jealous! I need to get a pair!” I smiled and Liam motioned for us to get a move on. I blew a kiss to my boyfriend, who blew one back and then filled a plastic cup full of whiskey for Harry.

We took one of the designated trails of the campground, and stopped to take pictures along the way. The fresh mountain air felt so good in my lungs, and the weather was absolutely perfect. Louis made the entire trip a blast, throwing pine cones and creatures at everyone when they weren’t looking.

While Eleanor made Louis get some spider web out of her hair, Liam came over to talk to me.

“How are you doing, love? Enjoying your birthday?” He asked with his sweet, genuine smile.

“It’s amazing, Liam. I couldn’t have asked for anything better. Thanks so much for celebrating with me.” I kissed his cheek as he embraced me in a warm hug.

“Of course, babe. The lads and I wouldn’t have missed this for the world. You make Niall happy, so how could we not love you?” He laughed and walked over to Zayn, who was carving something into a tree.

“Here we go!” he exclaimed when he was finished. I walked over to see what he had drawn in the tree. It was nine stick figures, four with skirts and long hair. Underneath was the date, and Zayn’s intials. My face lit up as I turned to him.

“Zayn! This is awesome, thank you!” I kissed his cheek and he shrugged.

“It’s nothing. Now we can come back each year and just add on to it. It’ll be a tradition now, yeah?” He smirked and started to take the trail again. I captured a quick photo of the drawing and followed everyone else as we finished our hike.

Two hours later, we all couldn’t wait to take a dip in the lake to cool off. Just as we were approaching the campsite, I heard someone drop a loud f-bomb. Getting closer, I saw Niall and Harry having a water gun fight with each other.

“Fuck you! You motherfucking cock sucker!” Niall shouted as he chased a stumbling Harry around our tents.

What the flying fuck. I was fine with him getting drunk, but acting like a big buffoon was simply out of the question. There were families next to us for Christ’s sake! I ran over to where they were and grabbed onto Niall’s arm.

“Niall! Stop it! Calm down, you shouldn’t be yelling like that out here.” He jerked his arm out of my grip and sprayed me with his water gun.

“What the fuck is your problem? We’re just having a good time!” He continued to fight with Harry, this time causing an uproar full of Irish obscenities that I’d never heard come out of his mouth before. My face turned beet red with embarrassment as I saw a crowd of people gathering around our campsite, looking on with repulsion. Liam and Zayn tried to take charge, but the two evasive motherfuckers just kept on with their constant swear words and combativeness. My stomach dropped to the ground as I saw a large man from one of the families approach us.

“Listen, I know you all want to have a good time, but could you please refrain from using such foul language? My children do not need to hear this.” He seemed authoritative, yet gentle, so my nerves began to fly away. But before I could even open my mouth to begin apologizing, Niall spat at him.

“Excuse me? I can do whatever the fuck I want, asshole! It’s not like you own this fucking place. You fucking scared little bitch. Are you gonna make me stop?” My mouth fell open, and I felt the tears rise into my eyes in frustration. I could not believe this was happening right now. Niall, the sweet, beautiful boy I was falling in love with, was acting like a complete piece of shit. The man’s face filled with rage and I winced as he raised his fist in the air. But Liam stepped in before he could swing it.

“I’m sorry, sir. I’m truly, truly sorry for my friend’s outrageous behavior. We’ll leave the campsite now so you and your family can have peace. Please, don’t let this escalate any more than it already has.” The man calmed down and nodded his head. He began to walk back to his family while Liam covered Niall’s mouth to prevent him from shoving his foot even farther down his throat.

Without a word from anyone, we began to pack up our things. Everyone looked miserable, except for Niall, who aggressively shoved our shit into the back of the cars to make a statement. Louis hopped into the driver’s seat of the car Niall was now sitting in, but I slinked my way into the car Naomi was driving home. I cried into Kim’s shoulder on the way home, my heart breaking more and more as the mountains got smaller and smaller in our rear-view mirror.

Comments

Oh my gosh! The ending has left me crying! This story is filled with too much tragedy!

Just read the first chapter... USC? Sounds like the you are talking about University of South Carolina

Oh my god my heart feels broken!! You are such a great writer, I almost felt like I was experiencing the pain. I hope Niall and Charlie are together with their baby in heaven!! Great job on the story write another Niall story!! This time where they live lol!!

sniff niall died sniff nooooooooooooo! I loved it!, until niall died. I cried for hours! ur a very phenomiNIALL writer! read my story through the dark.its the one with the lyrics except they r about niall.

i just finished reading this and im a mess! you are a really talented writer :) i loved it

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