Nick P.O.V
I knocked on the door softly, not wanting to give Emily a fright.
"Come in." Her voice came out as a mere whisper but because I was so close I only just heard it.
I turned the door handle, walked in and closed the door with my trailing foot.
"Nick?" She sat up from the bed; she had been previously lying down on her back but had shot up due to my recent entrance.
"Just wanted to check on you. How are you feeling?" I stood way away from the bed, not wanting her to feel as if I was invading her personal space.
"I'm fine." She spoke softly. This time two years ago, if she had spoken to me like that we would be naked and under the covers...but we're not together and I wouldn't do that to Demi.
"Good...that's good." I suddenly felt awkward as she pulled out her ringing phone to answer it.
"Louis, calm down...no I'm fine...Louis listen I'm at Demi's house...yeah just come and I'll explain everything...okay bye love you." She hung up, her eyes immediately widened as realisation kicked in. "Oh I'm so sorry, I'll call him back and we'll go to his-" I cut her short, walking towards the door.
"It's fine, I don't care just don't make me see him...that's all I ask of you." She nodded, sliding her phone back into her jean pocket. "Answer the door when he comes okay? Demi's beat and I'm pretty tired so we're going to sleep...Emily?"
Her head shot up from her lap, her eyes locking with mine.
"I don't know if you were planning on going to...but like no funny business." Her mouth dropped open as a small chuckle escaped her glossy lips.
"No need to worry Nick, there won't be any of that going on." She smiled and laughed slightly louder this time.
Felling slightly embarrassed I nodded my head and walked out of the door, closing it behind me.
"What took you so long?" I closed our bedroom dour with my trailing foot. I kicked off my shoes, unzipped my jeans and pulled off my shirt, causing Demi's eyes to visibly darken under the bright light coming from the gap in the curtains. Walking over to the only window in the room, I pulled the curtain so it covered the whole area of glass, and banished the light from lighting the room up.
"Hmm I don't know, but Louis is coming over." I shrugged, sliding into the bed next to Demi and wrapping my strong, tanned arms around her fully clothed figure.
"Are you okay with that?" She fidgeted so her face was in front of mine, her lips millimetres away from mine.
"No, but she's in a bad place at the moment and I'm not going to be a dick and not let him in here. I just won't talk or acknowledge him...not after what he did." I tightened my grip on Demi's waist, sinking my fingernails into her hip. Flashes of Luke and Louis took control of my mind; images of them sleeping with Demi tortured my already troubled brain.
"Stop it Nick." I shook my head, releasing my fingernails from her skin; half-moon shapes were left in my wake, several dotted at the area just below her hip.
"Stop what?" I looked into her eyes, my chest heaving up and down.
"I wouldn't do that to you and you know that...so stop thinking about it." She hissed and grabbed my face; her fingers stroked the small amount of stubble that had appeared from not shaving this morning like I had planned to.
"I know you wouldn't." I admitted, sighing and leaning into her small hand. "I just...I just can't get them out of my mind...what he did with her...it's s-still there...I don't want it to be...but it is." I wanted to stop talking, but my mouth didn't shut. Words kept coming off my tongue that I didn't want. True feelings started to show that I didn't know I still held in my heart. "It's been a year since we broke up...why is what she did to me still troubling me...why can't she just leave my brain...I just want her gone." I fell forwards into Demi's chest, letting my face collide with the necklace she always wore around her neck. Her hands found their way to my hair, her fingers wrapping around my curls, tugging on them lightly. I felt her chest move upwards signalling she was about to speak. My mouth opened and the three words that had threatened to come out these past few months, spilled out of my uncontrollable mouth. "I hate her."
I felt her body freeze up for a second or two before it relaxed and melted into mine.
"Y-you hate her?" She stuttered on the last syllable, looking down at me.
"I didn't think I did...I really didn't. I used to think that I hated what she did to me but I don't...I hate her." I whispered into her chest, hoping she didn't hear me. This was her sister and for some reason I was afraid she would choose her over me.
"N-nick she's my sister..."
"I know she is Dem...I know." I sighed, knowing what was coming next. 'I can't choose you over her, we're family, and you're just a boyfriend.' I've seen it so many times in movies that it's so easy to spot when it's about to happen. Although I never thought it would happen to me. I always told myself that I wouldn't make a girl choose, whatever the situation.
"If you can't deal with her being here...then she'll have to go somewhere else...with her mom or something." I pushed myself up from Demi's chest, a shocked expression slapped across my face.
"What, y-you would do that...for me?" I whispered, almost conscious of her answer.
"Of course I would, I love you Nick." She smiled and laced her fingers with mine, connecting our hands.
"But she's your sister." I blurted out; surprisingly I didn't regret saying it.
"Technically she's my half-sister...but I've loved you for nearly a year...I would give up anything to stay with you for my whole life. Nothing can change that." I brought my hand up to her face and placed it on her chin, bringing her towards me.
"That's good because I'm not going anywhere. She can stay here as long as she wants...only if you stay too." I whispered, pecking her nose, her forehead and each cheek before placing my lips millimetres away from hers, waiting on her reply.
"Wherever you go, I'll be right behind you." She moved her neck forwards and pressed her lips to mine. I'm sure there were sparks visible with the amount of emotion we each put into the kiss. "I'm staying with you forever." She mumbled against my lips, the vibrations from her mouth sent shivers all around my body.
I moved forwards, pressing my chest against hers, forcing her to lie back onto the mattress. Once her back was flat out on the bed, I moved over to her, positioning myself above her small petite body, careful not to crush her with my much heavier weight. My arm rested beside the right side of her face, supporting my weight as I leant down and connected our lips once again, although this time the kiss was more passionate and slow.
I felt her cool hands against my abs, rubbing up and down causing my body to twitch with excitement. I leant back so I was almost straddling Demi's lap and pushed the comforter off of my body, revealing my toned and tanned torso to Demi's greedy eyes. She reached for me, pulling me forwards by the chain that hung around my neck. Her fingers wrapped around the small chain as she pressed her lips to mine, hunger etched into the kiss as she struggled with her own shirt, only able to use one hand.
I chuckled against her lips and moved my hands down to her stomach, rubbing the visible parts of skin already on show. Her shirt rose up as her hips moved up off the bed to rub against mine. My hands grabbed her shirt and pulled it up over her head, slinging it somewhere across the room, not really caring where it landed.
Her hands still rubbed at my abs as I moved my face to her neck, my lips immediately revelling in the sweet natural scent Demi withheld. I trailed my moist lips down her neck and back up; settling on the spot that I knew turned her on the most and bit down lightly. A whispered hiss escaped her parted lips as the pain turned into heated pleasure. I eased my tongue out passed my lips and sucked feather light against her intoxicating skin. Her hands moved up my torso and rested on the back of my head, pushing me even more into the crook of her neck.
"Mmmm." Her finger wrapped itself around the one curl that always strayed at the back of my head. I moved my lips away from her neck and kissed down her chest, stopping as I reached her cleavage. Her back pushed up off the bed, almost reading my mind as the thought about taking her bra off ran through my head.
My hand swiped around her back and with one flick of the finger, her bra popped open and the material fell limply at her arms. She shook her arms at an attempt to get the bra off her body completely. After a second or two it was off and laying somewhere beneath the crumpled bed sheets.
I carried on my journey down her body, completely ignoring that her breasts were now on show. She whimpered as my tongue traced below her belly button and across from each hip. My teeth bit the waistband of her panties, tugging them down slightly, and revealing new, fresh skin to my excited eyes.
I released my teeth from her panties, letting them spring back against her smooth skin and moved my way back up her body. I looked up at her face, her eyes were closed, her cheeks rosy and her hair was dishevelled. She looked perfect. Although I wanted to see her beautiful brown orbs.
I moved my face forwards and placed my lips over her left nipple, clamping my warm, moist mouth over it and sucking lightly. I watched her face as her eyes shot open along with her mouth as a gorgeous moan escaped her dry lips.
"Ohh." She arched her chest, pressing even more of her nipple into my mouth. I reached up to her other breast with my right hand and pinched the nipple between my fingers, not wanting to abandon it.
"Shit...ohh." She licked her lips, letting her head fall back as pleasure occupied her sweaty, tender body.
Somehow she found the strength to move her hands down my body, still rubbing at my abs. Focusing on my task at hand on her chest, I didn't realise her hand had slipped into my boxers until her hand stroked me lightly.
I groaned and fell against her half naked body, our sweaty chests colliding and making a slapping sound.
"Baby I need you now." I whispered into her neck, hoping she heard me because I couldn't speak any louder with the way her hand rubbed against me like that.
Her hands tugged at my boxers, bringing them down past my knees and soon after, my ankles. Hurriedly, my hands pulled on her panties also pulling them down her long, tanned legs.
"You're so perfect." I whispered into her neck as I aligned my hips with hers, brought them forwards and eased into her, causing her eyes to squeeze shut.
"Ohh my." She gripped onto my shoulders, digging her fingernails into my skin, leaving half-moon shapes to appear on my skin. I rolled my hips against hers in a lovingly motion, slow and passionate. This wasn't like any other time we'd had sex, this time we were making love. We've made love before, but it was never like this.
"Nick." She whispered, panting louder now as I increased the rate of my thrusts, our hips now smacking together.
"Oh-"I clamped my lips down onto hers, silencing her screams otherwise Emily and Louis would hear. Not that I should care because this is Demi's house therefore we should be able to have sex in it whenever we want...but still.
"Hmmm." Her moans vibrated against my lips, the vibrations shot around my body causing me to pick up the pace even more. She angled her lips away from mine and hid her face in my neck, screaming and panting, trying to release some of the built up emotions.
"Nick...I'm s-so close." She wrapped her legs around my waist and pulled me forwards, making even more of my dick go deeper into her.
"Shit." A luscious moan escaped her lips, her eyes squeezed shut and her bottom lip was trapped by her teeth as she came. Watching her face contort with passion sent me over the edge, spilling into her, I collapsed on top of her sweaty body.
I groaned as she pushed me off of her and snuggled into my side instead.
"That was...different." I laughed slightly at her comment and brushed my fingers against her naked side.
"Different it was." I pressed my lips to her forehead; a line of sweat had collected just under her hairline.
"So you're really okay with Emily staying here?" She took a more serious tone now as she moved up further onto my chest, her face nestled in the crook of my neck.
"If you're here with me...I'll be fine." I reassured her. I skilfully used my feet to bring the comforter over our naked, entwined bodies.
"What do you think she's going to do?" She whispered, her heavy breaths keeping the length of my neck warm.
"I really don't know...I don't know what's going through her mind at the moment." I admitted, tugging lightly on her hair. The question flew out of my lips before I even had the time to think about asking it. "What are you going to do?"
"...I don't know anymore...he hurt me Nick...but I love him...he's my dad." I sighed, deep down I knew that would be her answer, I just wanted to believe for a split second that she would never want to see him again. Noticing my discomfort, she moved away from my neck and sat up, supporting herself by her elbow. "Are you mad?" She whispered, looking into my eyes.
Was I mad? Yes. Of course I was. She still wants to see him after all he's done to her. Why would I not be mad?
"No...I understand." But I couldn't tell her that I was mad. What type of person would I be if I stopped her from seeing her own dad? After all I am just a boyfriend...this is her dad.
"You do?" She perked up, a small smile spreading across her face.
"So you're really going to give him a second chance?" I asked, looking anywhere in the room but her eyes.
"I don't know...but I've gotta have an open mind when I see him right?" I nodded as words were not approachable at this time. I can't believe she's doing this...after all he's put her through...after all the times I've saved her from him.
"I need to go out." I stood up from the bed pulled on my boxers, jeans and shirt and turned to leave.
"Now?"
"Yes." I slipped on my shoes and went to turn the handle.
"You don't think I should see him do you?" I turned expecting her to be in the bed still although she was steps away from me, dressed in her shorts and shirt.
"It's your choice Demi."
"I want your opinion...do you think it's a good idea?" She walked towards me, blocking me in with her body near enough pressed up against mine.
"Demi-"
"Nick...just answer the damn question." She spat, closing her eyes and breathing in heavier than she was moments before.
"Of course it's not a good idea...do you not remember what he did to you?" I shook my head as she opened her mouth to retaliate and no doubt stick up for him. "Don't even think about covering for him...why do you keep giving him excuses Demi...he's not worthy of you...he stopped being worthy of you when he put his hands on you the first time."
"People make mistakes-"
"Why are you doing this to yourself Demi? You don't need him...you have so many people around you who love you for you...you don't need someone who isn't worthy enough of the love you give." I grabbed her hands, locking my fingers with hers.
"Nick you don't understand-"
"Don't tell me I don't understand Demi! You know that I do. You can trick anyone into thinking that you're fine...but not me." I pulled my hands away from hers and walked to the edge of the bed, leaving her on her own. "You don't think I haven't noticed your change in mood? Do you not think I haven't noticed the pain behind your eyes? Do you think that I can't see the fake smiles you put on for everyone? You can't fool me. I know that you miss him Demi...I know. But you can't carry on living in fear of him. You either hate him or love him...you can't just change between the two." I brought my hands up to my face, dragging them down, trying to release some of the anger that had situated inside my body.
"...I just want him to love me the way he used to...before mom died." Her back was still facing me as she talked to the wall. Her hands clenched and she turned to face me, tears no longer streaming down her face. "I'm going to talk to him Nick...I need to know where he wants to stand. If he doesn't want me anymore, then I'll deal with it. It's not like I haven't been on my own for the past eight years." She walked towards the bed, stopping just as her knees touched mine. "I want you to be there...whatever his answer. I want to know that you'll catch me if I get shot down." A tear slid down her face, I watched it as it fell off her face and landed on the back of my hand.
"...I don't know if I can stand around and watch you get hurt by him...again." I spoke hoarsely, the last few words turning into a whisper as my throat closed up.
She nodded, stepping away from me.
"...I understand." I grabbed onto her hand, pulling her back towards me.
"...But I'm willing to take the risk...for you." I pulled her down onto my lap, my arms immediately going around her small waist and engulfing her in a tight hug.
"I thought I was going to lose you." She muttered into my neck. Her words caused my body to freeze up, and my mind to stop functioning properly for a second or two.
"I don't agree with what you're doing...but I'm not going anywhere. I made a promise to you, and I'm not going to break it." I pressed my lips to her forehead, easing the panic that still spread around her body.
"I love you so much Nick."
"I love you even more."
We sat in that same position for at least an hour before Demi dropped off and soon after I did, although I was able to move us into the bed and under the covers before I did.
My one priority in the world is Demi. I will do anything to stop him from winning her back. She's come so far without him...and there's no way in hell I'm letting him pull her back into the darkness.
She's safe with me. She'll always be safe with me.
