~ I Luv This Shit - August Alsina ~
❤︎"You look so fucking hot!" Maya exclaims as she enters my dorm. I put down my hair straightener and walk over to her.
"Thanks. So do you. Your dress is gorgeous," I compliment back. My eyes drift down from her pink dress to the backpack in her hands.
She laughs opening it up. "Alright, here are my contributions to sneak into the dance. What do you have?" She asks.
Tonight there's a dance. The dance before spring break. Which means tomorrow I have to head home and deal with my horrid family.
I head to my safe and hold up two bottles of Ciroc. Peach and red berry flavoured. I place them in the bag next to Maya's weed and juice boxes. Chasers.
I head to my bathroom to double check my makeup and smooth out my dress. A short, tight red dress. I chose red since I got my nails done red and black last week.
"Ready M?!" I call out.
"Yes! Boys are meeting us there," she informs as I walk out. "Errr, dress and sneakers?" She questions my choice of attire.
"I'm not wearing heels," I state. She heads to my closet of shoes and begins looking through it.
"Aww but these are so cute," she pulls out a pair of black heels. I roll my eyes and grab them before putting them on. "Happy?"
She nods happily and grabs my hand leading me out. We walk towards the gym, the bag of substances in Maya's hands.
When we reach the gym I notice four guys lingering outside. One of them smoking a cigarette. Correction, Levi smoking a cigarette.
"Fuck. You girls look hot," Tag compliments us.
"Well duh! We are hot," Maya says handing Ajax the bag. A hand wraps around my waist pulling me into the side of a warm body.
Heath.
I honestly thought he was mad at me. After our midterm project we barely talked to each other. And didn't bother continuing our previous conversation either. "Let's go! Red berry Ciroc!" Tag exclaims, pulling it out of the bag held in Ajax's hands.
"You're welcome for that," I say, placing my arm on Heath's shoulder. Even in heels he's still pretty tall.
"You know I love you Prys," Tag says. Ajax laughs, taking the bottle from his hands and placing it back in the bag. Ajax adds a couple beers into the backpack before handing it to Heath.
"Alright we'll meet you guys in there," Heath declares.
Levi drops his cigarette on the floor before stepping on it. "Don't drop the bag!" Tag warns before walking off with everyone leaving Heath and I alone.
"What're we doing," I ask as we begin walking around the building. My arm drops from his shoulder. His hand rests on my lower back leading me.
"Well they're searching bags. So we're finding another way to sneak this in," he explains. We reach a back door and Heath attempts to open it.
It doesn't open. He knocks on it twice and it flies open. A boy on the other side. He nods at Heath acknowledging his presence as we walk past him.
We end up walking down a dark empty hall. Kind of creepy if you ask me. Out of nowhere my back hits the wall and a minty breath is fanning my face.
"You look good tonight," Heath rasps. The sides of his forearm pressed against the wall on either side of my head. I smirk reaching for the collar of his shirt.
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Pretty, Precarious & Prohibited
Fiction générale"Then fuck me like you hate me," he rasps. His voice deepening and becoming more husky and alpha like. "What's wrong love?" He uses a hand to lift my chin so I'm staring at him. Our eyes lock. "Show me how much you hate me. Fuck me like you hate me...