better off without you

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"hi honey!" mom says while hugging me
"owen!" she pulls him into a hug as well
"hi mrs wright" he smiles
"what are you doing here?" mom asks
"were probably just gonna watch a movie then owen will head home" i tell her, luckily it was dark in the kitchen for the most part making it almost impossible for her to see his busted
lip and bruised body
"okay, i'm heading to bed don't stay up too late please" she pleads as she heads upstairs

"a movie huh?" he asks
"get into the bathroom" i push him up the stairs and into the bathroom connected to my room so no one would come in
"sit" i demand pointing to the toilet seat
he does as i say while i grab the first aid kit from under the sink

i stand myself between his legs while he rests his hand on my hips
i wet a cloth and place it in his lip before pouring rubbing alcohol onto a cotton pad
"this is gonna sting" i place the cotton pad to the gash just above his eyebrows
"fuck" he groans
"i know i know i'm sorry"
after a few minutes all the blood was off of his face and the wounds were cleared out for the most part
"how bad are your ribs" i ask
"probably just bruised or something"
as if he could read my mind he flung his black shirt off effortlessly
i examine his chest and stomach only to see slight bruising
"shouldn't be too bad in a few days" i tell him
"now shower" i add
"i can shower at home"
"is owen smith really passing up the opportunity to shower with me?" i gasp
"woah woah woah you never mentioned you would be in there with me, i'll shower for as long as you want now" he smirks
i let the flannel i was wearing slide down my arms watching his excitement grow bigger
i chose to take my time knowing how impatient he was
"fucking christ" he groans and lifts me into his arms
he opens the glass shower door and turns the water on
i yelp as the cold water hits my skin
"my clothes are soaking wet" i complain
"you don't need them anyways"
i wrap my arms around his neck as his hands travel up and down my back

when he releases me to the floor his hands slide under my tank top and pull it over my head leaving me in a lacey bralette
"fuck" he says while looking over my body
i pull his head down to meet mine 
"it's freezing" i mumble
he lifts me up once again and pushes both of us against the shower wall
his hands slip down to my jeans and unbottoms them to slide off of me
"shit" i groan when his lips meet my neck

this boy was like a drug and i was addicted.
i hated it.
i pull him closer to me if that was even possible
after leaving multiple marks on my neck he puts me down and pushes my backside to him
one of his hands slides tightly around my neck while the other one travels down my stomach and into my panties i gasp when his fingers brush over my clit
"we're supposed to be watching a movie you know" i say
"we don't need to have sex i just want to be here with you" he mumbles into my neck
i turn around to face him
"how cheesy" i laugh
he rolls his eyes and connects our lips while i slide his pants down

he grabs the shampoo bottle from the shelf and dumps it on my head
"owen" i yelp
he laughs and rubs the shampoo into my hair and i do the same to him
"there, you can smell like coconut vanilla" i laugh
"i think it suits me"

he lifts me again and moves so the shower hits the two of us having soap go down both of us
"this has to be one of our dumbest ideas" i throw my head back
"i think it's one of the best" he says
"okay you seriously need to go home soon"
"kicking me out already?" he asks
"mhm"
the two of us wash the rest of the soap off our bodies and get out of the shower

"there like 2 pairs of your sweatpants and a few t shirts in my closet you can wear" i tell him
"there's more than that, you own half my wardrobe" he says
"you have my clothes at your house" i retort
"three pairs of underwear and a few puffy hair elastics, how nice" he mumbles
"their called scrunchies i think that's very nice of me even if it is accidental" i give him a cheeky smile as i wrap a towel around myself and hand him one

i put on new underwear and a big t shirt and hand him sweatpants and a t shirt he lays down while i brush through my hair
"i could always spend the night" he says
"yeah i think my mom would kill you"
"i can sneak out a few minutes before i'm supposed to get you for school"
"you know friends with benefits don't typically spend the night together" i tell him
"so let's break the rules" he pulls me down to the bed next to him

"you should go home" i sigh
"you're gonna tell me you don't want me
here?"he asks
"shut up you know i want you to spend the night but if my mom or colin happen to come in then we're fucked"
"they won't come in, they never do and you know that" he says
"one night but we need to go to bed soon"
"works for me" he smirks

i get up from bed dragging his hand with me
"what now" he groans
"brushing teeth and skin care" i smile
"i'm never sleeping over again" he mumbles
i sit on the counter and brush my teeth before giving him a spare toothbrush from under the sink
"so, skincare?" he asks once we finish brushing our teeth
"yup"

i rub acne cream onto my face then into his avoiding the gashes on his face
"why does it burn" he asks
"because you don't take care of you skin"
"yes i do, how do you think i stay this perfect?"
"you don't."
"oh come on you know i'm hot"
"a solid 3 out of 10"
"fuck you" he snaps

eventually we were done and back in bed
"goodnight princess" i smirk
"goodnight baby" he mumbles