Sexual Healing || N.S. ||

6.

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After Crystal finally died down her laughing, she stared up at the ceiling; holding her hands on her stomach.

I also stare at the plain white ceiling, thinking of yesterday. I licked my lips slowly thinking of how Harry was grinding against me, and how he kissed my neck softly and the way he grabbed my hips. I wanted..nothing. I wanted nothing. For fucks sake Niall what the hell are you thinking?

I sigh out loud and sit up on the edge of my bed thinking about everything and anything to keep my mind off Harry. God, just saying his name sickens me.

I shake my head and stand up from my bed, walking downstairs quickly."I'll be back, Crystal and mom!"I yell from downstairs, hearing a small okay.

I walk out towards the plastic garbage can. I grip the tips of the can's top and slowly open it, holding my breath. I see the shorts on the top of all the other garbage and quickly grab it. I stuff it into my jeans, hoping it wasn't noticeable though I'm wearing skinny jeans. I honestly did know why I was doing this but I was.

I get back inside and rush up to the bathroom across the hall from my room. I walk get in the bathroom before Crystal could even look up to see me. Locking the door, I pull the shorts out of my jeans, holding them up into the mirror.

"Why in the world would I put this on..for him..? Why in the world would I put this on at all?" I ask myself, just above a whisper."I've got to clean these.."I say, this time being a full whisper. I stuff the shorts back in my pants and unlock the door. As I slip through the crack in the door, I nearly hit my head against the corner of the door frame seeing Crystal standing before me. I slowly close the bathroom door behind me, standing close to it as I stare up at her. She looks down noticing my bulge and I mentally curse my self shutting my eyes.

"Someone's excited, yes?" She smirks, softly tapping the material."Well, you take care of that and I'll be leaving. My mom just called me for dinner." she hugs me tightly, waving goodbye as she walked out of the house. I sigh in relief, only for my relief to be plucked away.

"Niall, really? First and only girl that ever comes to this house and this is what happens? C'mon Niall, she's you're best friend, get a grip." My mother scoffs, walking past me downstairs.

I roll my eyes, following her downstairs."I'm going to the laundromat I'll be back."

"The laundromat? For what?"

"To..to wash some of my clothes. Saving you an extra load.." I laugh softly, her face not believing a word I said.

"Where are the clothes you're supposed to be taking?" She crossed her arms.

"Upstairs..I just came down to tell you that I was going.." I lie again. I felt so guilty for lying to her.

She just sighed and nodded her head before turning around to the fridge. As she does that, I walk upstairs to gather my "dirty clothes".

After about 5 minutes I can back down with a small hamper of clothes.

"You don't want to take care you your little friend?" She chuckles softly, when I roll my eyes.

"I already did.."I mumble softly, though nothing of the sort actually happened.

"But it's still very noticeable, so-"

"Why are you even looking down there?!" I cut her off, and quickly walk out before she could get a word out.

I shake my head softly, carrying the basket of clothes to my mothers red Chrysler. I get in and start the car, driving to the laundromat.

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After looking around for a parking space I finally find one and quickly takes the shorts out of my jeans. The thoughts from earlier appear again, flowing through my mind like water down a river. I shake my head and sigh out loud, taking some of the clothes from the basket and envelope the shirts in the clothes.

I get out of my mothers car and walk inside, looking around for an empty washer. I find one and quickly walk towards it. Throwing the clothes inside, I check my pockets realizing I didn't have any quarters to put in.

Once again, as I walked to get some quarters, I think of why I'm doing this trying to think of and answer to this question. Then I found it. So he could leave me alone.

After Id changed a couple of my bills into quarters, I walk back to the machine with my clothes in and began shooting the coins inside. Hoping after I give these shirts back to him he'd leave me alone.

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Welp, there ha go, yet another horrible chapter and another ending. I really need lessons on this writing thing ;-;

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