Sexual Healing || N.S. ||

9.

"Mmh.." Niall moaned softly leaning his head back closing his eyes.

"Like that, darling?" Harry whispered, grabbing Niall's hips.

He nodded and began to rock his hips a bit harder against Harry's causing another moan to free itself. His lips came close to Niall's chest leaving small, delicate kisses. Niall's briefs begin to tighten, causing him to rock his hips slightly faster. He heard a small moan from Harry's side and Niall smirked, slithering his hands down to the button of his jeans.

"Let me." He whispered, replacing my hands with his. Harry stopped Niall's hips bring his head back up and then down to watch him.

Harry tugged down the hem of Niall's briefs pulling them down to my thighs. He motioned his hand up telling Niall to raise his hips and so he did. He pulled them down to his knees allowing Niall to do the rest. Niall pulled them from his feet and threw them down on the side of the bed.

Once Harry had finished pulling off his own clothes, I sat down on his thighs.

"Are you ready darling?" He asked, looking up at me.

"Niall! Niall!"

My eyes short open.

"Niall! Wake up!" My mother yelled, banging on the door. I swear she's going to break the door one day. I groan and sit up in my bed, pulling the blanket off my me. My eyes met a bulge in my briefs. I huff and slide out of the bed. Woah woah wait..did I just have a dream about having sex with a guy and it gave me a boner?! Did I just have a dream about having second with a guy?!

"Niall! Niall!" My mother yelled repeatedly like always.

"I'm up! I'm awake!" I yell back and hear her stomp downstairs. I don't get why she's so grumpy in the morning when she goes to sleep so early at night.

I rub my temple, quickly making my way to the bathroom. I closed and locked the door, walking to the bath tub rotating the knob for water. I slip out of my briefs and quickly step in the shower.

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After I finished my business in the shower and and put on my clothes. My mind goes to thoughts of being touched by Harry. I shook my head. Why was I thinking these..things about Harry? I shivered at his name.

I hurried downstairs, pushing back the naughty thoughts and began thinking of yesterday. Remembering how she smiled at me while she talked, caused me to smile myself.

"Niall stop daydreaming and let's go!" My mother yelled walking from the kitchen doorway. I groan and walks to the door, opening it for her."thank you." She said, as she walked out to her car. I followed, sitting myself in the passenger seat once I'd gotten close enough to the car.

She got in herself and started the car. I buckled my seatbelt and stared out of the windshield. Those thoughts came back.

Harry had me pressed against the wall, my hands above my head, whispering dirty things into my ear. He kissed my jaw then kissed down to my neck.

The thoughts caused me to bite my lip and let out a soft moan. My eyes immediately grow wide. Thank god she had just pulled up infront of the school. I quickly launched out of the car and waving bye before I hurried myself inside.

I can't believe that just happened. This needs to stop. I've got to stop thinking of such naughty things. Especially with a guy. I was going to do something about it but I wasn't sure if I really wanted to. I know I've only thought of this things twice but I really didn't like it. I did but as the same time I didn't.

I begin to walk to the room Harry always seemed to be in. I took a deep breath and opened the door.

"Hello?" I said in a slightly whisper walking in slowly, carefully closing the door behind me.

Quiet.

"Hello..?" I say a bit louder than last time. Still quiet. He must not be here today. I call again before more silence so I open the door and leave quickly walking upstairs to my homeroom.

I really hope he comes later on today.

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I'm really sorry for making you all wait so long for these chapters. School and not being able to use my phone during the week, it's really hard to do anything ): I'm so sorry guys. And I decided just to keep going with the chapters instead of changing them.