"Niallllll!!!!" I whined, dragging out his name.

"Carrieee!!!" He whined back.

"Please! I can't move because I'm sick." I begged.

He seemed uncomfortable with the situation but all I needed was some tampons, seeing as I ran out and I couldn't get any myself because I was sick.

"Being sick and on your period is not a good combination! Especially when you don't have tampons!" I said in a nasal tone, with my nose being stuffed up.

"Can't you just use toilet paper?!" He asked.

"NO!" I yelled.

"Niall just go get me some damn tampons!" I said interrupting the silence.

"What are tampons even for?" He asked, trying to distract me.

"They're for my period." I replied, shooing him off to the store. Which didn't work.

"Well yeah, but like, what does it do?" He asked nervously.

I sighed. "Do you really wanna know?"

I looked over at his manly figure and examined all his tattoos as his head slowly nodded up and down.

It's hard to believe such a strong guy can be so clueless about the menstrual cycle of girls.

"Tampons are little soft sticks that I use when I'm on my period." He seemed like he wasn't paying attention so I used very detailed hand gestures to get his attention back. "Tampons help keep the waterfalls of blood from flowing out of my vagina onto my underwear and staining them." He seemed a little grossed out but then went into thought.

"Wait... If they're little sticks then..." He paused looking up at me.

I gave him a little devious smirk.

When he got the hint he stood up getting real uncomfortable but I could tell he was still curious.

"You put the sticks into your....?"

I closed my eyes, still giving that reassuring smile, and nodded.

He turned around, his back facing me, and brushed his fingers through his hair.

"Fucking hell." He mumbled to himself disgusted.

He walked out the room, and a few minutes later I heard the door shut and the car engine starting outside. Thank god, he's finally getting them.

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Niall sat down beside me and handed me the box.

"Awwhh thank you Ni! You just earned big boyfriend points." I joked but meant it seriously.

I kissed him on the side of the cheek and went to the bathroom. I closed the door but then a few seconds later, slammed it open.

These aren't tampons!" I yelled, furious, waving around the box of pads.

"If you think I'm going to let my girlfriend jam sticks up herself, then you're dead wrong!" Niall yelled back.

Somewhere in the sentence I could hear the concern in his voice. I lightly laughed as I walked towards him until we were only inches apart.

I pressed my lips against his and when he started to kiss back I could feel the lip ring gently rub against my bottom lip.

A few seconds later we finally parted and pressed our foreheads together, relaxing.

I smiled, thinking about how silly he was being about this whole situation.

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