That's hottie Mason ^^ up there. Just another person of how I imagine Mason.
"How's my girl?" Mason says.
"Good, do you want coffee?" I say handing him a mug.
"Thanks, love." He kisses my forehead and wraps me into his arms.
"Ahh, I'm overwhelmed by your muscles and no shirt!!" I scream.
He laughs. "Be overwhelmed, you know I'm hot." He says.
"Shutup." I nudge his arm and he chuckles.
"You can make the hot guy your slave, I have to look good." He says and flips his imaginary hair.
"Like you are hot." I grab his arm.
"Oh you know I am." He raises an eyebrow.
"In your dreams." I say and come closer to him.
"You are my dreams." He places his forehead on mine. I feel his breath against my skin.
"Kiss me." I mouth.
"Maybe." He mouths.
He leans in and I stare at the boy with green eyes. They are beautiful.
"How can no one love this precious face."
"You do." I whisper.
"Oh yeah, that's right." Mason presses his lips slowly on mine and moves his hands down my back slowly to my lower back. My heart melts and I sink deep inside out. Then someone grabs my butt. I jump.
Mason laughs.
"What the heck?!" I say and look at him.
"Did you squeeze my butt?" I say.
"Well at least it wasn't your boob." He laughs.
"Your so stupid."
"But I'm your stupid." He says and kisses me again.
I walk past the bed to the "charging station." I pick up my phone and see the missed call.
"Oh crap." I say.
"What happened." He said curiously.
"The hospital called."
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The Boy with Green Eyes
Teen FictionThe world is such a terrible place. Especially when your in love.