The wind blows through the window elevating the curtains high to the ceiling. Goosebumps arise my skin as the wind blows harsh against the windows. The lace nightie does nothing to block out the harsh breeze knocking against my body. I hear footsteps down the hallway get louder and closer to my door.
“Shawn?” I call out as I place my hairbrush back down on the vanity. All I receive is silence alarming me slightly as the footsteps inch closer to my room. I turn around to close the windows and strip out of my nightie as the footsteps diminish in thin air. As I’m adjusting my black jeans around my hips a freezing cold hand wraps around my neck.
“Ahh” I hear laughing and turn around to see Shawn trying to hold in his laughter. I elbow him in the stomach causing him to double over.
“Y/N jeez it was joke” he groans out as he rubs his stomach. I slip on my shirt and cardigan before sitting on the bed. Shawn composes himself and sits down next to me. Shawn kisses my cheek before reaching my lips in a slow but passionate kiss.
“Are you ready for tonight?” Shawn asks as he gets up reaching for my hand slowly lifting me up to my feet. I stand hesitantly as he leads me to the front door.
“On second thought…. I’m not feeling so hot maybe I’m coming down with so-“ I’m lifted off the ground onto Shawn’s shoulder as he walks out into the dark and starry night. I smack his back repeatedly before he sits me down on the passenger side of his Jeep and straps me in like a toddler.
“Don’t move or you don’t get to go” he says kissing my lips once more. When he pulls back I have a small grin on my lips. “Don’t think about it Y/N” Shawn says as he runs to the driver side and quickly reversed out of my apartment drive way.
As Shawn’s song “There’s nothing holding me back” softly plays on the radio Shawn leans over to kiss my cheek. I intertwine our hands together as we near the Pumpkin Orchard. When the music dies down we hear screams and people laughing. I look outside and see a enormous line for the ticket booth to gain entrance to the haunted corn mazes.
Before I know it Shawn’s out of the car and is opening my door ready to take me out of the safety of the car. You can hear people scream and feet shuffling around in the hay. I grip Shawn’s hand tightly as we make our way to the end of the line. People around us laugh and talk as they wait to buy an admission ticket. Shawn’s hand leaves my grip alarming as I try to hold on tighter than before.
“I’m right here princess” Shawn whispers as he pulls me to his chest, so my back is touching his front. I slowly nod as we hear more screams from various people in the maze. As the line grows shorter Shawn secluded himself to go restroom.
“Watch out okay? Keep a lookout for people in costumes. Love you” he whispers as he walks away to the John’s farther down the road. A few girls I front of me scream and one falls to the floor in fear. I look everywhere but I front of me and try to keep my calm. Don’t let them know your afraid. I repeat myself over and agin as they near. The higher powers where listening to me as they skip over me and continue walking to scare others. A hand is on my shoulder and I turn around to find Shawn by side once again looking at the line getting shorter. My head is down watching my feet drawing line in the mud. I hear faint whispers of my name but don’t look up.
“Y/N.. Y/N” I finally look up and feel someone to my left and see a gorilla. I’m too shocked to scream or do anything as he stands in-front of my face.
“Hi” is all I say with a fake smile plastered on my face as Shawn is trying hard to hold in a chuckle. Another Gorilla comes to stand in front of me looking at breathing hard on my face. “Hi” I repeat before they turn away looking for their next victim.
“You did so well baby” Shawn whispers as he hands the lady $26 for our entrance ticket. We wait in line as the Lady starts forming groups. Another scream erupts from the maze on the opposite side a group of girls come out running with a Psycho clowns hot on their heels with a baseball bat. The flows retreats as they are fully outside of the maze evilly laughing.
“Next group!” She shouts and Shawn pulls me forward. “How many in your group?” She asks while reading off her clip board. Shawn turns around and starts counting, before removing himself out of line.
“Are we leaving?” I ask him with high hopes before we hear a group of guys coming closer.
“Brian, Matt, Andrew Geoff!” Shawn yells before running to them and giving them a high five or a hug. Brian comes over and lifts me off the ground hugging me. I laugh a little as he sets me down again.
“Haven’t seen you in so long! Shawn stopped bringing around” he says as he wraps an arm around my shoulders.
“Yeah! I wonder why? It’s not like you get all flirty and handsy with my girl” Shawn says a He comes near us. Brian looks at him and starts laughing.
“Babe he discovered us” Brian says runs behind me and is using me as a shield.
“Oh no! Thought we could keep this up for a while longer” I say as I squeeze Brian’s hand closer to me.
“Haha very funny guys” Shawn says as he keep walking towards us. We don’t move but hold each other tighter.
“I’m sorry Shawn….. we tried so hard to hide our feelings, but we started hooking up 3 months ago. I’m so sorry baby” I tell trying so hard no to laugh as Brian starts kissing my cheek and hugging me closer. Before we can go any further with this we are interrupted by the lady again.
“How many in the group?” She says.
“6” Brian says as we get in line again. Shawn comes up behind and squeezes me tight against him and whispers in my ear.
“You think that was funny, Princess?” Shawn tells me as the woman take our tickets in her hands.
“Well the look on your face was totally worth it Baby” I whisper back pecking his lips.
“Okay listen up. No flashlights to phone lights. No Swearing. No inappropriate remarks or comments. No touching of any kind towards the people in costumes and they know not to touch you either in anyway. And most of all do not for what ever reason lose your group members. Have fun!” The lady says as she moves away from the entrance to let us pass by.
My hand grabs the one nearest to my right. The hand squeezes mine back a deep laugh is heard from the person holding me hand.
“Don’t worry… I’ll protect you sweets” I look up and find myself holding hands with a guy wearing a bloody mask and a chainsaw at his side. The guy let’s go of my hand and starts turning on the chain saw. “Hate to do this but it’s always the pretty ones who are the first to go” he laughs out before he turns the chainsaw in my direction.
I trip as I walk backwards falling into the arms of someone. Chainsaw man keeps stepping closer towards me as I try and step back. I can hear Matt and Brian trying hard not to laugh, but eventually that’s all I hear as the guy quickens his pace.
“Y/N he won’t do anything” I think Shawn says before I can even tell who’s voice it the chainsaw guy grips my hand. I let out a small scream as his hand tightens in my wrist. He gets up close so we’re face to face.
“Y/N such a pretty name” he says and let’s go running back to the corn. My breathing slows down as Shawn grips my hand once again. He whispers a quick sorry as we walk behind Matt and Brian with Andrew and Geoff trailing behind us.
Two people come out and scare Matt and Brian who are in deep conversation. Matt leaps into Brian’s arms as the Zombie Doctors things retreat back into the corn. As we continue walking a faint sound of a chainsaw is heard in the distance and making me tighten my hold on Shawn’s hand. My name is chanted as we stumble across a bridge.
“Shawn…. why is my name being called” I tell him as we walk on the bridge. Soon a herd of children appear chanting my name in low whispers.
“Let’s play” they all say reaching their hands out. As we near them blood coats their faces. A little girls dress is shredded as fake blood drips down her arms. They form a circle and a start swaying side to side. The little girl turns towards me and reaches for my hand “Y/N let’s play! Let’s play! Let’s play!” Each time she repeats the words her voice changes. “Don’t you want to play? Let’s play and You can make mother happy” she points towards the corn and a woman comes out clothes bloody and a scream is heard almost making me pee my pants for the second time tonight.
The children gather around her chanting my name once again. The little girl appears and screams right next to me, shocking me with her reveal. “You made mother mad!” I go to grip Shawn’s hand and find nothing. Two hands clasp on my shoulders making me let out blood boiling scream. When I open my eyes I find no one there.
Steps are heard quickening their pace as I start to run looking for the nearest exit. I trip over a stick on the ground as I continue to run. Shouts are heard calling my name and my heart reset increases.
“Y/N stop running” Brian’s voice is heard.
“Princess!” I slow down as and a muscular body runs into me. I let out a small cry as the persons arms tighten around me.
“I’m done. I can’t do this anymore” I tell the person with tears cascading down my face. I may look like a big baby, but frankly I don’t care.
“Shhh… Baby it’s okay just a couple more minutes of this” Shawn whispers in my ear. I shake my head and remove myself from his grip. Shawn reaches out for me again, but I step back. His face shows hurt as I move away from him gripping Brian’s arm. I don’t look his way as we continue to walk down the path.
Brian and I are in front as a clown pops out causing me to fall backwards soaking my jeans in the muddy water on the path. Brian and Shawn stand in for the of me extending their hands. I grab Brian’s as he hoists me up and walks with me. I turn around and watch Shawn talk to Andrew with a saddened expression.
As I walk I feel a hand on my leg.
“Brian stop” Brian turns to look at me and raises his hands. I look down and faced with a woman who looks like the grudge. Her face pale against the moonlight illuminating the path. Mud on her clothes which are ripped near the bottom. Her body almost skeleton like as she moves to grasp my leg tighter. Lips are blue like the ocean and her eyes a terrifying red as she looks up at me. Whoever did her make up did a great job because she seems to have no teeth. All you see is rotten red in the inside of her mouth. Worst of the noise she makes cause me to scream uncontrollably as she pulls me down with her.
My heart stops as she crawls on top of me. She keeps making that horrifying noise as I continue to scream. Brian reaches me first and pulls me up to feet. The grudge retreats back into the corn while she keeps her eyes on me and I nearly let out another blood boiling scream as she says “Y/N next time no one will help you”
Brian turns me around and I bury my head on his chest. “Let’s go” he says as he walks me down the path my head still buried in his chest. I only nod and whisper ‘sorrys’ since I soaking his shirt with my tears. He whispers back ‘it’s an okay’ as we walk and hear someone hitting a bat on the ground.
“Dude don’t even think about at all” Brian yells before we make it out of the maze. Andrew, Geoff, and Matt are behind us running as the clown is right on their heels. Shawn’s no where to be found. A second later we hear a voice yelling at the entrance where the managers of the maze appear to be at.
“The rules specifically say ‘No touching of any kind towards the people in costumes and they know not to touch you either in anyway,’ but that rule clearly wasn’t followed. The person at the beginning of the maze grabbed my girlfriend’s wrist while tightening his hold on her. At the bridge the mother of those ‘dead’ children hand her hands on my girl’s shoulder’s. Not only that but while walking ‘the grudge’ appears and pulls her to the ground, climbs on top her. So next time you say no touching to your employees make sure you mean it.” Shawn says his nose is flared, face enraged as he talks to the guy and women selling tickets. The woman starts talking only intensifying Shawn’s angry.
“We are sorry about that. You know a little contact won’t hurt anybody” She says as a group of people turn their way to listen to the conversation.
“That’s were you are wrong Ma’am. A little contact can hurt somebody. Next time follow your own DAMN rules and tell your employees. If I have to I will shut this place down” Shawn says as he walks away and turns to the parking area. We hurry behind Shawn as he stomps his way towards his Jeep. I say goodbye to the boys as I walk to the Jeep heading into different directions.
“Shawn” I call after him which in turn I hear the drivers side door slam close. I walk up to the passengers side opening it and sliding it to find a towel and blanket waiting. I stretch the horizontally over the seat not to get mud and wrap the blanket around me. Shawn’s quiet staring straight ahead as people start to come out of the maze.
“Sh- I’m sorry I know how you don’t like places like this, yet I still brought you hear. What hurt the most was not being able to be there to comfort you like a good boyfriend should. Instead Brian did that and maybe you guys should start seeing each other. He can be there when I can’t and he can love you like a good boyfriend sho-“ I cut off his rant with a kiss. Shawn’s fingers pull me closer tangling themselves in my hair as he deepens the kiss. He reluctantly pulls away and looks into my eyes.
“Shawn I don’t want Brian. I want you, you are the one I love. Yes I went to Brian because he’s my shoulder to cry on when you go on tour. That’s all he is besides being a great friend as well. Yes, I went to him because I hated how you brought here even after I told I hated places like this. But I can’t stay mad at you because you live for places like this. It it still doesn’t justify my actions to tonight by going to Brian instead of my own boyfriend. It’s something I’m going to have to get used to. You are not and don’t ever doubt yourself Mendes a bad boyfriend. You everything but that and all the little things you think I don’t notice proves that. The small notes on the fridge each day when your home from touring around the world. Giving me simple reason why you love me brightens my day. Leaving a picture with a quote saved as my new lock screen which is motivational, loving and inspiring. And I personally don’t like it but you do it anyways, and watch me sleep and whisper I love over and over again. You are always will be a good boyfriend Shawn” I kiss his lips once more as he exhales a sigh.
“I love you, Y/N. Don’t know what I would do without you” Shawn tells me pulling me close and burying his face in my neck.
“Don’t know probably not making sold out tours” I say back a smile on my face as I feel Shawn let out a throaty chuckle. He pulls away reclaiming my lips in another kiss.
“You are probably right” he responds back and he reclines his seat back. Shawn places me on his lap and places my head on his chest.
“ all jokes aside though. I love you Shawn and always will” I tell him a as I elevate my harms with my crossed arms. Shawn looks down at me a wide grin on his face.
“And I love you Princess” Shawn says as he locks the doors of the Jeep and covers us with the blanket. We stay like that until a worker from the maze bangs on the window kicking us out of the Orchard parking lot. I remove myself from Shawn’s warm, comfortable embrace so we can leave. As we exit out of the empty parking lot I turn towards window looking at the lights turning off to the entrance of the maze. I look towards Shawn watching him as he softly sings The Weeknd’s song “Nothing Without You” from Fifty Shades Freed soundtrack. I lean over the console and kiss his cheek taking him by surprise which quickly turn into a smile. He looks away from the road a bit to place his lips on me causing me smile into the kiss. I may not have liked being dragged to the haunted corn maze, but at least I got to experience it with Shawn.
this was originally posted on niall’s 23rd birthday
word count: 4764
warnings: sexually explicit content
Do you ever hear one of those sounds, a sound that trickles through your skin and pricks every nerve, every sensation that your body is able to capture and hold onto. A sound so intricate and particular that it sits in the deepest part of your chest, pumping through your veins and swirling around your beating heart, wrapping it in the memory of your senses so that every time you heard it, the emotions would all come crashing back. The goosebumps would rise over the tiny hairs of your arms and across the back of your neck, the air would cinch in your lungs as you struggled to maintain a steady breath and the pupils of your eyes would dilate, overpowering the bright ring of color and helping your mind picture the exact thing that was producing the inescapable sound that was slowly settling in your ears.
Warning: arguing, cursing, scary Niall, a tiny tiny hint of Niall being too angry.
A/N: I do not think that Niall would ever, ever act like this. This is a work of fiction. That being said, if you are in a situation where you are being treated badly, or you have been in a situation like that, it is not your fault. It was never your fault, and it never will be. If you need help, there’s no shame in getting it or asking for it. If you ever need to talk, you can always message or send me an ask, here or at my main blog or my support blog. (poemwriter98, akfsupportgroup) Take care of yourselves.
Pulling into your driveway, you sighed in relief. It was a long day, and you were glad to be home. You opened the door, stepping out of the car and heading up the steps to your home.
“Niall! I’m home!” You called, toeing your shoes off.
“Hey, love,” Niall said, smiling at you from his seat on the couch. He was holding his guitar, a piece of paper on the coffee table in front of him.
“How was your day?” You inquired, taking a seat next to him.
“It was okay. Spent most of it writing,” Niall replied. “How was yours?”
“Exhausting. I was on my feet all day,” You said, leaning your head back against the couch. “Would you mind making dinner?”
“In a bit, love. Once I finish writing this out,” Niall murmured, biting his lower lip in concentration.
“Okay,” You said, standing. “I’m going to go shower and change.”
You spent a while in the shower, wanting to relax, but to also give Niall time to finish what he was writing. You stepped out of the shower, drying yourself off and getting dressed. Your stomach growled, and you headed downstairs to see how close dinner was to being done. You glanced in the kitchen, surprised to find it empty, and the stove off.
“Niall?” You inquired, walking into the living room. You found him sitting in the exact place you’d left him, his guitar on his lap. “Why haven’t you started dinner?”
“That was an hour ago, Niall,” You snapped, crossing your arms. “Is it too much to ask for you to make dinner? I’ve been working and on my feet all day, and I was looking forward to not having to cook tonight!”
“And what do you call what I’ve been doing? Sitting on my arse and twiddling my thumbs?” Niall angrily said, putting his guitar down.
“Damn it Niall, that’s not the point! The point is that I asked you to make dinner, so I wouldn’t have to spend a lot of time doing it!” You angrily said.
“Well, I’m not going to make you dinner! I have more important things to do,” Niall said, starting to stand.
“Ugh! You’re so fucking frustrating sometimes,” You snapped. “I don’t know why I even bother. You can be such a damn child.”
“Are you fucking kidding me? I’m the child? You’re the one who’s pissed off that I didn’t make dinner!” Niall shouted.
“Because I’m hungry! I didn’t get lunch, I’ve been working all day, I’m stressed out, and I’m exhausted! I got out of the shower, and the first thing that I see is that you didn’t make dinner, because you couldn’t put down your guitar for ten minutes!” You yelled.
“Damn it, (Y/N),” Niall snapped. “If I had known that you were going to be this needy and pathetic, I never would’ve moved in with you.”
“How dare you.” You angrily said. “How dare you talk to me like that.”
Niall clenched his fists, his jaw clenched in anger. He started towards you, and you stood still, not having seen him this angry before.
“Back off,” You said.
“Why should I?” Niall snapped.
“Fuck you, Niall Horan,” You snapped, backing away from him. He moved closer to you, and you backed up further, until you hit the wall. Niall put one hand against the wall, and you cringed, wondering if you had been too harsh.
“Now, what we’re you saying?” Niall inquired.
“Get away from me, Niall,” You gasped, your breath coming out harsh and ragged. You gasped as Niall put his hand on the other side of you, effectively caging you in. Your eyes widened, and you bit your lower lip. “Niall, move.”
You reached out, pushing your hand against his chest, shoving him away from you. He moved back, and you turned, running up the stairs to your room. You slammed the door to your room shut, your fingers scrambling for the lock. You succeeded in locking the door, and curled up in the armchair by the window, tears streaming down your face. You’d been upset with Niall, but never expected him to react that way. You sat there for a while, until your eyes started to get heavy. You changed into your pajamas, and slipped into bed, and quickly fell asleep.
You awoke in the middle of the night, your chest feeling as if there was a metal band around it. You gasped for air, jumping when there was a pounding on your door.
“Love! Love, are you okay? Please, let me in, (Y/N),” Niall said.
You carefully stood, walking over to the door and unlocking it. Niall pushed it open, taking in the look on your face.
“Niall,” You murmured, walking over to the bed.
“Love? What happened?” Niall inquired, walking over to you.
“I had….I had a nightmare,” You whispered.
“I’m sorry,” Niall murmured. “Can I….can I hold you?”
“Please do,” You quietly said. Niall took you in his arms, and you buried your face in his shirt, tears running down your face.
“It’s okay, love,” Niall whispered, gently rubbing your back. “Do you want to talk about it?”
“Later,” You whispered.
“Love….I need to apologize,” Niall quietly said.
“Not now, Niall,” You murmured. “Just hold me.”
Niall held you until you drifted off to sleep, then lay you down, and carefully covered you with a blanket.
My main writing goal for 2018 is to update consistently but we all know that won’t happen because like life gets in the way and writing can be hard. But anyways here’s a list:
1. Finish the Fergie and Niall series. Cake By The Ocean is coming along slowly. I want to have Corona & Lime posted by summer and Marshmallow World written by winter. There might be more stories included in the future but for right now it’ll just be those three.
2. Get I’ll Be Your Safety posted so I can finally post Settle Down With Me. I think I have maybe ten chapters to post if my editing works out.
3. Finish the final chapter of Settle Down With Me. When the site went down we only had one more chapter left in Ronnie and Ni’s story. I want to share it with everyone because it’s the perfect ending.
4. Resolve my issues with Latch. This story should be a piece of cake for me — football and Niall, my two loves. For some reason I can’t write it. I need to figure out a way to fix it.
5. Switch things up. I write a lot of Niall stuff because he’s my favorite and the easiest to write. I want to branch out and post stories involving the other boys. Before I Met You is a Harry fic I’m really excited for. It’s going to be filled with cuddly giants, puns, and cute boyfriend Harry. I Got U is a Louis AU that I’ve wanted to write for ages. He’s a radio dj and he rekindles with his indie musician ex. I also have this other story where one of them had kids and it’s about co-parenting but I keep going back and forth between which boy should be the main focus (Tommo, Liam or Ni).
6. Focus more energy on my original fiction. I’ve got two original works that need to be outlined. I think I’ve grown a lot since I started them in high school — nearly ten years ago.
7. Revamp No One Does It Better and post it. I miss Gracie and I know you guys do too.
8. Try to post more consistently and not get upset with myself when I can’t do it. I’m really hard on myself when it comes to writing becaus I want it to be perfect. Sometimes it just can’t be perfect and I should just post things. Posting something is better than posting nothing.
And lastly, I need to leave better feedback when I read things. As writers we all want validation that our stories are good, our characters are relatable, and all those hours spent looking at our computers screen was worth. I need my writing friends to know how great their work is and how appreciative I am of their hard work and dedication.
I’m going to tag @beautifulletdownfics and @chrissy22787 because I’m interested to see what these ladies have up their sleeves for 2018. I know life has been busy lately but hopefully they are able to get back to writing soon.
A/N: this was not requested but i just absolutely adore Harry and his new album and this song was one of my favorites so I thought I would write about it! Tell me what you think and if I should do some more fics for other people other than Josh and Tyler!!!