Mature

I sighed, rolling my thumbs over the Calvin Klein inprint on the white boxer-briefs. The acid in my stomach burned ten times more now than it had a minute ago.

The thoughts alone made me want to vomit, let alone actually telling him. But there comes a point in time where things need to be said and stories need to be told; good or bad. In this case, I'm damned if I do, and damned if I don't.

I swallowed hard, staring at the man infront of me. His features were set hard, like stone. His raging sea eyes burning into mine. Just by looking at Niall, I could feel myself shrink. Feel myself become less of a person due to his intimidating and strong stance. A lion would definitely be able to tell who held the most power in the room.

"Khloe." He said it with much force, so much that it made my heart jump. I blinked, feeling my hands begin to shake before I latched onto the cotton/ spandex material, picking at it to distract myself.

"Niall, I..I can't." I stated, just barely a whisper. I wouldn't be surprised if he missed it.

"You can't, or you won't?" He asked, his knuckles turning white as he gripped into the table edge. I could tell he was getting irritated as his eyes narrowed and his ears turned a slight pink. But, he's not the only one.

"I can't, Niall!" I stood up, cringing inside as the chair screeched across the flooring. "I cannot even begin to remotely explain, let alone comprehend what happened in that fucking bedroom!"

"Don't raise your voice at me! I just need to know so that way I can help you!" Niall stood up to, pushing his plate back before his eyes were once again connected with mine.

"Help me with what?! I don't need or want your help! I need time, Niall, time. That's what will help me!" I could feel my blood start to boil as the memories flooded through me, giving a slight whiplash.

"You try being in a room with your fucking boyfriend, watching him grope another girl's breast, desperatly hoping that it was someone else who had the wrong room! Try to fucking be trapped against a door by him, knowing that no one can see or hear what he does to you. That no matter what, you're...You're fucking helpless!" I started to pace, feeling the anger revive within my body, washing me over like a landslide. "Try going through an intense, not to mention forced make out session when you want nothing more than to crawl into a black hole and stay there forever. I fucking can't, Niall! It's so hard to even think about it! I never wanted to be touched by him. I didn't want his filthy ass hands on me. I never asked for any of that, and that's very hard for me to let sink in! I may be eighteen, but to know that Luke was the first to ever touch my full body, let alone like that! That is fucking... I can't even explain what that was like for me, Niall!"

The room grew into a dead silence. Silence so strong that you'd be able to hear atoms collide.

I didn't realize how close Niall was, or that my eyes were practically raining, until I glanced up to find the blonde all blurry. He pulled me into his arms where I continued to cry. Just vent.

It felt good to get it out, let my guard down for once. It felt good to get that off my chest. To actually admit to myself all of what had happened. I'd been in such denial, that saying this almost felt like I was reading a script for some sick, twisted movie.

Niall or I didn't say anything within that ten minutes of just standing there, wrapped in eachother. Instead, I just focused my attention on his fingers which were pressing into my back.

He finally released me and for the first time since my little speech, I was able to get an actual clear glimpse of his face. His cheeks were red and puffy, his lower eyelids lined with a thin red line. His hair was slightly pushed off his forehead, while it looked like he had ran his fingers through it a couple times.

He was crying too.

I unlocked my fingers from behind his lower back, bringing my left hand to his cheek. I slowly ran my thumb over his eyelid, wiping away the little drops.

Without saying any words, he grabbed ahold of my hand, pulling me into his room. He shut the door, leaving me confused and by myself.

I glanced around, noticing that the room was still a complete mess. I quickly pushed the mattress back on the bed, placing the white sheets over it. I grabbed the bed spread, tossing that on top as well, along with the two pillows.

I sighed and placed myself onto the bed, still confused, though, as to why Niall left me here. My confusion was suddenly cleared as he came back in, a tall bottle of massage oil in his hand. I eyed him, a slight smile tugging at my lips.

"Shirt off." He stated as he stood infront of me, tugging on the hem of the material.

"Naill, I-"

"Khloe. Do you want a massage, or not?"

"Yes." I whispered.

"Okay, then top off." I took a deep breath and held my arms above my head as he pulled on it. It's just a bra. He's seen you in a bra before, Khlo. He bit his lip, trying not to stare.

Niall shuffled onto the bed, positioning himself behind me. I heard the pop of the plastic top before I turned my head to the slightest angle, watching as he poured some into his hand then rubbed them together, warming it. He took my shoulders into his hands and dug his thumbs in, applying the perfect amount of pressure to the tender area.

I rocked my head from side to side, feeling the stress of this whole situation just melt off of me. "You're so tense. Just try and relax." he mumbled. I whimpered as he began to knead a knot with his knuckle, holding me steady by the base of my neck. He then ran his hands from my shoulders, down my arms, and back up, causing goosebumps the rise along my skin.

"Come lie on your front." Niall shuffled back further, giving me space to crawl up. My body stiffened as I felt his cold fingers run over the top of his boxers that I had on before he began to tug them off. I started to speak, but he cut me off. "Just try and relax, okay." I nodded, still slightly uncomfortable with being infront of him in just my black underwear and my peach colored bra. What if he tries something like Luke did... Man, I hope not.

Reaching my arms under my pillow, I rested my head against it as I watched from the corner of my eye as he placed his palm over his crotch, adjusting himself. The sight of me, sprawled out before him like this, obviously making it hard to contain his composure as he positioned himself on his knees above my hips.

An amused smile formed on my lips as I caught his eye. "You okay, there?"

"Hey, give me some credit, eh?"

"Are we Canadian now? Eh?" I mocked, chuckling.

"Oh hush." Niall smiled, shaking his head.

I turned my face back into the pillow as he poured more oil into his hands before rubbing them together. My eyes involuntarily closed as his palms made contact with my skin. His thumbs dug into my back, applying pressure to the tense muscles as he ran them down my spine. I tried to keep the noise to a minimum, knowing that it would only make things more difficult for him.

I could feel the stress of this whole situation just completely melt away as Niall continued, leaving no flesh untouched. His hands made their way under my bra, massaging the skin that the band would usually cover. Goosebumps slowly filled my skin under his touch as I felt him tug at the material. I lifted my hands above my head, and in seconds, my sports bra had left my body, causing me to sigh in relief.

He pressed his fingers into the skin there, losening my my tense muscles along my shoulder blades. l let out a low moan causing him to chuckle.

Niall transfered his weight to one side before he flipped so that was he was facing my legs as he placed a fresh dollop of oil on my skin, running his hands from the backs of my thighs down to the bottom of my calves and back up again. Every once in a while, he'd trail my inner thighs, however, I wasn't sure if that was intentional or not.

Whatever it was, though, I was hating (but secretly loving) the fact that it was turning me on; making my stomach muscles clench. I'd never had a guy touch me like that so gently before.

Sure, he did the other day, but it wasn't anything compared to this. That was more like a nervous act on my part to get the pain to stop, so it wasn't so extravagant. Not the eyes clenching, back arching, breath taking kind. It was more of a blur to my mind.

He did it again, and none-the-less, I squirmed slightly. It was like something clicked in my head and I was okay with this. Like... I.. I wanted him to touch me. And to notice what I wanted.

I felt my legs spread further apart with evey linguistic stroke, silently hoping that his fingers would just accidentally sweep across my center. I wiggled my hips a little more to increase the odds of that actually happening.

He didn't say anything, but when I felt the callus on his index finger graze the elastic band of my panties, I knew that he'd gotten the message. I groaned loudly into the pillow as his palms slid back down, taking what felt like a few agonizing hours to return back to the panty line. Without notice, he slipped a finger beneath the band, teasing downwards towards my clit.

I whimpered as my stomach clenched. The sensation was so much better than last time.

He chuckled as my hips rocked with his every move. His right hand then squeezed my ass as his other continued to tease my center, circling my entrance.

"Sexual activities when stressed. That's new.", he mumbled, repeating the maddening motion. Another finger found it way under the band, as he lingered over my entrance once more. Finally, his middle finger eased into me slowly, allowing my warmth to completely envelope it.

"Fuck." I spat into the pillow, clenching the material as he began to move in and out. Another finger was added as he burried them as deep as he could manage, causing me to cry out. "Oh, my fucking God!" I whined, the pressure increasing as my back arched and my eyes slammed shut.

He quickly removed his fingers and stood to the side of the bed, causing my head to snap up from the pillow.

"Here, flip over." He placed his fingers into the band of my underwear, pulling them off my hips as I lifted my torso off the matress with my forearms.

A smile was plastered on my face and my heart was beating immensely fast, helping me forget the fact that I was sprawled out completely naked, on display in the light, in front of this boy who was still fully dressed in his white shirt and jeans.

He gripped my ankles, pulling me closer to the edge of the bed before he dropped to his knees.

I stared at him confused for a second. "Niall, what are you- Oh my God!" I exhaled, sinking back into the matress as his head dipped between my legs and his tongue pressed down on my clit. Niall's fingers quickly resumed inside of me, making me squeal out at the new and exciting sensation.

His tongue lapped around my center, causing my stomach to twist in new ways I'd never experienced.

His fingers curled up with inside me, just enough to graze my trigger, causing my abdominal muscles to contract before relaxing. I melted into the sheets as my head began to feel light. I could hear myself moaning and crying out, but I couldn't actually hear myself as I was too focused on the overwhelming feeling deep within the pit of my stomach.

This was so much better than the other night. That was pain, and this... this was true pleasure.

A moan bubbled from his lips, sending an absolute insane wave of euphoria through me as his tongue dipped down to where his fingers met, then flicked back up to where I wanted it most.

I had this wierd feeling deep down. Like this was just.. so right. This was how it was supposed to be.

Him and I.

I reached down, grabbing a fist full of his hair in one hand and my other gripped onto the sheet beside me.

He had me under his total control, and he knew it too. A part of me wanted him to make me beg and wait so that way this feeling could just last forever, and another part of me wanted to come. Like, now.

I could tell that he wasn't going to make me wait though as his fingers bent further upward, the pressure on my g-spot unbearable as he began to nip and suck.

I twisted the white sheet and brought it to my face as my eyes shut tightly and my breath grew more shallow by the second. A wierd feeling grew with inside me, taking over every nerve. "Ni.." I couldn't even get his full name out, let alone a warning that I'm sure he didn't even need, before I let out a high pitched squeal and tugged on the roots of his hair harder. "NIALL!" I let out a loud cry, arching my back as I completely crashed, my orgasm flooding through my whole body. His fingers pressed down as far as they could and I came around them before he pulled them out, automatically placing them into his mouth.

That is so nasty. I will never understand.

I sunk into the sheets, wrapping myself in them as my body continued to finally settle.

Niall bent down, like he was going to kiss my cheek before he stopped himself and composed his posture once again.

He cleared his throat, before placing my underwear and bra next to me along with a pair of comfortable shorts and a blue shirt from my bag.

"I'll go make lunch." He stated as he backed out of the room.

I furrowed my eyebrows, muffling a breathless 'yeah.'

I just layed there for a few minutes before gaining enough strength and energy to get up and get dressed, even though I wanted nothing more than to get into bed and just sleep.

That sounds like a much better idea.

I placed on just my underwear and sports bra that Niall had sat on the bed before pushing the other clothes to the floor and crawling into the messy pile of sheets. I folded the blanket over top, nuzzlng my head into the big, fluffy mess. I sighed, closing my eyes. A couple minutes couldn't hurt. I mean just enough to refuel my energy. It's only a little after one and I'm already drained mentally and now physically.

So what could be better than a little cat nap?

Okay guys, so it's 1:25 here. So yeah, I'm going to bed because I'm tired haha

Hope you all enjoyed the chapter, you dirty people ;)

haha love you guys! xx

P.s.

Less than 24 hours until 4 years of 1D!

It's scary to see how fast time flies by! Like wth! haha it seems like just yesterday. Seriously!!!

ok, night guys!