This Love (Niall fanfiction)

chapter 95

This chapter contains mature content, so I'm telling you in advance. :) & it's kind of long because I haven't had homework for the past two days.. until today.

MY TEACHER IS MAKING US READ THIS BORING ASS BOOK I'VE BEEN ON PAGE 2 IT'S SO BORING IM GOING TO SET THE BOOK ON FIRE.

OKAY, SORRY ABOUT MY IRRELEVANT SCHOOL PROBLEMS. YOU CAN READ NOW. BYE BYE

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Songs for this Chapter:

Last Friday Night- Katy Perry

Wild- Jessie J 

Adore You (acoustic) - Miley Cyrus

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Niall's P.O.V

"Dammit that hot fucking shit!" Cleo drops the little curly stick thing on the floor. She does that every time she uses that thing because she keeps burning herself from it, I wouldn't be surprised if she breaks it soon.

"What did you burn this time?" I chuckle, looking at her in the mirror while I do my hair. Whenever she burns herself, she blurts out curse words that don't even go together and I end up laughing at her, she says it was her thumb, so I kissed it.

"Why are you doing this?" Cleo asks gasping shortly with her mouth slightly open while her thumb is in my mouth.

"Is it turning you on?" I push her against the bathroom counter, my hands lean on either side of her until my left hands presses down on the thing Cleo just burnt herself with. I hiss and throw it on the floor, holding my hand, it wasn't on there long, but it didn't take long to burn my hand.

"You broke it!" Cleo runs over to the shattered pieces that used to be her curling stick.

"I wasn't finished with my hair! What am I supposed to do now?" She walks back to the closet to grab her black combat boots that she likes and plops down on the bed, laying down covering her face with her hands. 

"There's a plug in the car, I can buy another curly thing for you." I tell her, but she's just stays there.

"Baby, I said I'd buy you another one. Don't stress out about that, you'll get one." I pull her hands off of her face, her face is still plain, so I move my fingers around on her stomach. A smile bursts on her face while she's laughing and wiggling around from me tickling her.

"My stomach hurts now, stop," Cleo shakes her head, so I stop and she sighs, still laughing a little.

"What are you doing?" She asks me as I lift her fancy shirt up, revealing her stomach and I kiss her stomach since she said her stomach hurts. I know it was only from her laughing so much. I continue to spot kisses around anyway, I  hook my finger in the side of her skirt pulling it down a few inches and press my lips to the scars she put on herself. Cleo puts her arms around my neck and I lift her body off of the bed, kissing her cheek.

"Give it to me," I tell Cleo, smiling. She wants to pay for this hot stick and hairspray, we had some at home, but she forgot it. The cashier laughs at us whenever I take the stuff from Cleo and she hits my ass.

"Remember what happened last time you hit my ass in the store?" I mumble in her ear, her hair is up because it's half done, so my lips are brushing against her ear. She turns around quickly to look at me, with wide eyes, making me chuckle at her pink cheeks. We walk back to the car that Harry decided to stay in because he doesn't like the smell in the store.