~Opposites Attract~

No Mom's Approval Then huh ?

My head lays on Mike's warm chest as I start to wake,my head rising with every slow breath he took. His strong protective arms are wrapped around my torso,and his door opens,making him jolt up,an arm keeping me back.

" Mom,please,get out " He pleads in a sigh,his voice raspy. He takes his arm down from me,but I was loving every second of it,he was so protective over what was his.

" Hello Layla,nice to see you spent the night " She says,doing her best to be polite to me.

" Hello to you too Mrs.Pritchard " I sigh,sitting up so I can see her clearly. She must notice my ring,and looks to Mine,stepping in and making her way for me,but Mike stands up,blocking her.

" You are to young to get married Michael,you will not marry her " She orders furiously.

" You can't tell me what to do mom,I'm eighteen,I make my own decisions,and I will marry her,I love her,something you never learned how to do " He argued back,walking forward so he was practically pushing her out of his room.

" You are my son,and as long as you're living here you do as I say " She orders,stomping her foot down.

" Really ? " He asks with a smart ass smile,and crossing his arms.

" Really " She spits back.

" Guess what ? " He asks with a smile,an angry smile.

" I don't have time for your games Michael " She sighs,rubbing her temples.

" I am going to marry my pregnant girlfriend,and I'm gonna tell you to fuck off,go fuck yourself bitch " He yells,pushing her out,and slamming the door in her face.

" You fuck yourself you no good piece of Shit !! " She yells back,I can't believe they talked to each other like this.

" Thats why I have a girlfriend you fucking idiot,unlike you,you have nobody,and you most defiantly don't have me " He spits,locking his door. His breathing is heavy because he was angry,and the veins in his neck popped out,rage I guess you could call it. I covered myself up more with the blanket,and he took a deep breath before coming over to me,and sitting back down.

" So I'm guessing your mom doesn't approve ? " I ask in a laugh,he rolls his eyes,a smile on his face. He kisses me softly,and slips his tongue in my mouth,both of us fighting for dominance,him winning as always. He pulls me up,pushing my back against the wall where he continues to kiss me,and starts to remove my...well...his clothes I guess you could say,considering I was wearing a pair of his boxers and shirt. He strips me of both of them,and pushes his shorts down next,surprisingly he wasn't wearing anything under them,I swear,he was a surprise every day. He pushed them down,as he kissed my neck,his hard on hitting my stomach. I let a soft moan by my lips,and he stops,looking to his door.

" Hey mom !! " He yells,a smirk on his face.

" What Michael ? " She asked,her voice now less aggravated. He rams himself into me,taking me by surprise,and making me cry out.

" AHHHH !!!!!! " I cry because of his size,me still not so used to him,still making me have to adjust to him each time. He laughs as he thrusts,and I hear his mom storm off,stomping her feet as she does. He was dirty boy,but he was mine,and I loved him. His moans are loud,but mine are louder,and our bodies move in sync as we thrust. We finish a little while later,and he carries me to his shower,cleaning us both up.