Sexual Healing || N.S. ||

4.

"Wh-what?"

He smirks against my neck."You heard me."

"I am not calling you that!"

"You'll be very sorry if you don't." His lips grazed over my collar bone causing me to shiver and flutter my eyes shut."Say it. Say my name, Niall.."

I stay quiet and he nips at my skin causing me to let out a low groan that I hadn't meant to slip through.

"Go on, say it." I'm still quiet causing him to press his hips onto mine and grind them onto me."Say. It."

I lean my head back against the wall and moan the word he had pressured me to say."D..daddy.." I moan out. I honestly didn't know how I gave up so easily but I did and it won't happen again.

He immediately stopped moving his hips and let out a quiet chuckle. He takes a few steps back; to where my pants were and picked them up. He walked back to me, handing my jeans and boxers to me, and walked out of the bathroom. My jaw opened slightly as the door finished closing.

Was I just teased? By a guy? And I liked it?!

I shook my head quickly taking off the shorts then putting on my boxers and jeans, promising myself it wouldn't happen again. I looked down at the lace shorts debating if I should take them or not. I mentally groan and decide to take them and walk out of the bathroom. I looked around noticing he wasn't there and scurry to the door, quickly stuffing the lace lingerie in my bookbag. I stop for a second and fully process what just happened.

"Oh my god.."

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The next morning, I groan and roll around in my bed, not wanting to go back to school after what happened yesterday.

"C'mon, Niall, get up." My mom said bursting into my room (like always).

"I don't want to go today..," I groan throwing the closest pillow over my head.

"What?" She laughs."Seriously? You've had perfect attendance since you were in the first grade, Niall, I'd there something or someone bothering you?"

She kneeled down in front of me and I shook my head."No I just don't feel good today." I start coughing and sneezing as if I were sick hoping it would fool my mother and IG course it did because she is so gullible.

"Hmm..alright. Any homework from yesterday you hadn't done?"

I shrug, "I don't know check my bookbag."

She nods and stood up, looking around for my bookbag.

"Its in the closet.." I mumble from under the pillow. I heard the creak of the closet door, telling me that she opened it. She took it out and set it down in the floor, opening the zipper.

"What the hell is this, Niall?!"

"What is what?" I ask taking the pillow from atop my head yo see what my mother was so upset about. Shit. I completely forgot that was in there.

"This..this...thing. Why do you have this?"

"I don't even know how that got in there. That's not mine." I lie, feeling very guilty afterwards. I never lied to my mother considering I've never been a bad kid, I mean I've slipped once or twice but I was little. Kids make mistakes.

"Well I'm throwing it away." She stood up and made her way to the door, holding the lace shorts between her index and thumb.

"Wait! No.. Don't." She turned around with a surprised look on her face. I couldn't balme her. I surprised myself also with the three words that flew from my mouth.

"Why not?" She leaned her weight to one leg, crossing her arms. She eyed me and raised her eyebrow signaling me to give her an answer.

"Well..because..maybe the person who put in my bookbag wants it back?" I say more like a question than a statement.

"No child in high school should be wearing things like these. I'm throwing them away."

"But..but what if its not theirs. What if it's their parent's. They probably snuck it and wanted to show it off. I don't want them to get in trouble. So you shouldn't throw it away."

"Why do you care so much? So what if they get in trouble. Its not like you know them."

"Because, mother, I'm a nice person. I don't like seeing other people get in trouble."

She rolled her eyes and turned around walking out of my room. I drop my face onto my pillow and huff out air. I don't know why I wanted to keep them so badly. I don't like the owner of them anyway.

I let out a loud groan and sit up on the edge of my bed; my fingers scratching across my bear chest.

I sit there for a while before standing up and jogging downstairs. I walk into the kitchen; looking up top the fridge for cereal if we even had any. Luckily, I found a box of lucky charms and took it down while opening a cabinet for a bowl. I set the cereal and bowl down, and look for a spoon. I quickly make my cereal, and sit down at the dinning table.

Shortly after, my mother swung the door open and closed it. She slowly walked towards me and sat down; staring me straight in the eyes. She was making me very uncomfortable so I looked down at my cereal as I ate it.

"Niall, are you doing alright in school."

"Um..yes."

"Are you sure?" She asked sincerely. I nod. "So there's nothing at All going on at school?"

I thought about it for a moment. Thinking of Harry and the things he's done, I quickly shake my head. I wanted to tell her about him but just couldn't get myself to push it out.

"Alright.. Let me know if there is anyone bothering you at all, okay?" I nod and she stands up from her seat; walks upstairs to her room. I wanted to get up and tell her everything but at the same time I didn't.

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I'm sorry for a short chapter and a horrible ending.

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