Crazy Shower Thoughts Novels & Stories

I push myself up and climb down my bed, shaking my hands nervously as I ponder what I should do next to divert my attention. “A shower will do.” I inferred, finally getting back on track with what I should be supposed to do and hoping it could wash away everything down the drain. “A cold one to wake me up from this nightmare.” My skin is all sweaty, both from anxiety and morning exertion before the disaster. I took longer than necessary in the shower, letting the blasting cold water soak me to the bone and mostly aside from scrubbing myself raw. I was also mulling over my life choices these past few days, which literally sucks me up.

Natasha’s POV The water fell in steady streams, sliding over my skin, running down my shoulders and pooling at my feet before swirling into the drain. The sound filled the bathroom, echoing softly against the tiled walls, but it wasn’t enough to quiet the rush of thoughts in my head. I pressed my palm flat against the cool wall, closing my eyes, letting the heat of the shower wrap around me like a cocoon. It had been three days, yet every time I let my mind drift, I found myself right back in that moment, reliving it all.

It was all going crazy at the back of her mind and she tried all she could to stop that feeling of uncertainty that looked to be creeping in, In stark contrast to what she had found earlier. When she opened inside her room, she readied for a shower. The heat from the shower is incredible, clearing her mind and washing away the the chill that was freezing her thought. She can survive all of this, and she’ll come out the other side better for it. She tells herself this over as a loud crash filled the room.

She wanted to keep it simple, just close friends. Shrugging all the negative thoughts she stood up and went to her room to take a relaxing shower after the chaotic day. She took off her clothes and stood under the shower stall, the hot water running down her body relaxing her taut muscles. She felt like standing under the shower for some more time. A content sigh escaped her mouth and she massaged her scalp with her fingertips thoroughly.

I step under the shower with a smile on my face as cold water rushes over my body soothing me. Still going over everything that happened yesterday I get an urge to pleasure myself at the thought of yesterday’s passion and I try to ignore it pushing all sexual thoughts out of my mind. But even with this, my imagination kicks in and brings up the image of him in the shower with me, running his hands over my body slowly and sensually. To this thought, I feel my body heat up in contrast to the cold water and I’m about to kick my fantasy up a notch when I hear a knock on the bathroom door.

Ronan's POV I turn on the shower and make the water as cold as it can get. I need it, a cold shower. Something to bring me back to my senses. I have gone mad. Raving and completely mad. That's the only feasible way to explain this...madness going on in my head because it can't be anything other than madness. I have gone completely crazy, batshit crazy. I have been acting like a freaking teenager that just got his first taste of sex, a kid that just discovered what sex is. My penis, especially seems to have developed a mind of its own.

The modern decor was impressive, but it lacked the warmth that had made my previous space feel like home. Overwhelmed by the emotions and desires swirling within me, I desperately needed a way to calm myself. The hot shower seemed like the perfect solution. I undressed quickly, leaving them on the floor. As the water cascaded over me, I tried to distract myself from the heat, but my mind betrayed me, conjuring images of Jake’s touch.

He falls forward exaggeratively and pretends to keep falling forward until he lands back on the bed and I laugh heartedly . " You're an idiot . " I chuckle and close the bathroom door , getting in the shower . I turn on the knob and twist it to warm water . I let the water wash away my troubles . Every time I am in a bad mood , I decide to let the water do it's work and cleanse me , even if it doesn't work sometimes , at the very least it's a bit relaxing . Something is better than nothing is it not ? As I'm in the shower , I hear a knock on the door , followed by Alec and Michael's voices .

I take off my clothes and hop into the shower. The water runs smoothly down my body, and my thoughts swirl. Images of Priya in her office and Zayne keep flashing simultaneously in my mind. I slam my hands on the bathroom wall, cursing to myself. "What the fuck am I going to do now?"

That way, talking to him didn't allow me the space to drift off into my thoughts that were beginning to create insane images of the both of us. "Are you okay?" I heard Ralph's voice question from deep within my insane Thoughts that were beginning to consume me. Although I turned to face him, I didn't say a word. For the first time since I could remember, I didn't know the response to that one particular question. *** We were back home in due time and after finally getting out of my skirt I swore to shred to pieces and never have to put on again, I went in for a nice cold shower. Remember what I said about cold showers being the key solutions to unwanted day dreamings??