Zoe Finn
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He stepped out of my bathroom with semi-dried hair and no shirt on. It was the first time I'm seeing my boyfriend shirtless. May I just say, holy shit goddamn.
"How do I look?" Michael grinned, walking over and looking at his new do.
"S-s-so," I stuttered out, trying not to drool. It's not that he had washboard abs and tan skin, no he had just enough muscle to show that he cares about his body and pale-as-fuck skin, but goddamn.
It's official, I would like to fuck Michael Clifford.
The hair made him look so hot.
It's not like he wasn't hot before, but.
Oh my god. He's so hot.
"Babe?" Michael asked, that's when I realised I was staring.
But God, he was so hot.
Michael walked away from the mirror he had previously been taking pictures in, "Babe? Are you okay?" He chuckled, slinging an arm around me, "You zoned out for a bit there."
"I-I, uh," I stammered, yeah I knew he was attractive, but holy shit it just hit me.
"Wow, someone document this." Michael giggled, "Zoe Finn is speechless."
"Uh, y-you look really g-good Mikey." I stammered out. Way to go Zoey, now you sound like an idiot.
He raised an eyebrow teasingly, "How good?"
"Uh," I didn't even respond, just pulled his mouth to mine.
I'm going to fuck Michael Clifford. It's normal to have sexual intercourse with your significant other of a month and two days. People have normally fucked already.
Leave it to me to wait for something without knowing it. That's all I ever seem to do, wait.
My thoughts were cut off by my hands pulling at Michael's freshly dyed hair and him moaning into my mouth, I smiled into the kiss, score one Zoe.
My fingers fumbled with his zipper and then Michael pushed me away. My body stumbled and I subconsciously lifted my fingers to my swollen lips.
"Zoe we can't have sex yet." Michael stressed grabbing his shirt from the floor.
"What why?" Don't guys like sex? Is what I really wanted to ask, but that seemed a little too forward.
"We can't." He stressed, shaking his head, "Then it'll make this all real and I can't have that."
"Oh so," getting defensive, I crossed my arms, "Up until this point it's all been fake? Once we have sex, we'll really be dating?"
He pinched the bridge of his nose, "That's not what I meant."
"What did you mean Michael? Enlighten me." I leant back against the wall and faced my boyfriend.
The blue haired boy let out an exasperated sigh, "Listen I'm afraid of staying with you, okay?"
I let out an anything but humorous laugh, "Really and what's so scary about me?"
"I, no, you know what's scary about," he took a deep breath, "I'm, no, fuck you." And then the door slammed shut.
And he was gone.
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(AN So uh, short but import(ant)
Lol @ me tryna be funny
(((((Cause it rhymed)))))
I think ever chapter I'm going to share one fact about me
1. I'm 16 years old and Ashton and I have the same birthday
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