say my name and everything just stops i don't want you like a best friend only bought this dress so you could take it off
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i shuffled my playlist, getting a little frustrated when i wasn't satisfied enough with a song. i was scrolling through different playlists, until i heard something hit my window a second sound shortly following the first sound.
i smiled and fixed my hair, walking over to my window and lifting it open. there tate was in all his glory.
he pointed at my front door, and i nodded for him to come in. i sit at my vanity chair and look at myself in the mirror i touch up a bit of my blush with a brush and heard my door click open.
tate closed the door, and wore his stupidly cute smirk.
"hi." he said, walking over to my vanity, and cupped my face. i looked up at him and smiled. "hi."
he placed his hand over my desk to stabilize himself and leaned closer down to where i was sitting. "you look beautiful ya know." he said in a whisper tone and hovered his mouth over mine. stupid tease.
i caved in and closed the gap between us. the kiss was always sweet and tender. his warmth always gave me goosebumps
i pull back to catch my breath, and place my hand on his cold cheek.
"you're cold." i said, turning my attention back to my cluttered desk.
"maybe cause i'm dead i dunno" tate said, taking a seat on the edge of my bed.
i huffed a laugh, and grabbed the perfectly ironed silk dress hung up.
"that's a pretty dress. where ya headed?" tate asked, getting more comfortable on my bed.
"dinner plans for a friends birthday. it's not too extra right?" i say, putting the dress against me and looking at myself in the mirror.
"no it's.. perfect." tate said, staring at me through the mirror.
"close your eyes, i'm gonna change." i demand.
"just a little peek?" tate said with a stupid grin.
"no." i said
tate mumbled under his breath, and shoved my pillow in his face.
i strip from my pajamas and put the dress over me. it was a pretty shade of green. i loved it. i loved how it fit me.
"you can stop suffocating yourself with my pillow now." i said, walking over to tate. i grab my pillow and playfully hit his head with it.
his mouth was agape as his eyes scanned my body. the confidence i had before slowly left as i felt his eyes on every inch of me.
"you look.. i cant describe it." he whispered. he placed both of his cold hands gently on my hips and scanned my face.
i felt my face heat up from all of the tension and his actions. i wasn't complaining at all.
tate stood up and tucked a loose strand of my hair behind my ear. he lift my chin and kissed me. the kiss was more than sweet. it was romantic, i could feel something different.
i felt his warm tongue swipe against my lip at times it made my heart throb.
i ran my hand through his messy blonde hair and brought him as close as possible to me. his hands roamed everywhere, and i knew he wanted me just as bad i wanted him. but i knew i couldn't get too carried away.
i pull back, and lean my forehead on his, our noses touching. i continue to play with his messy hair. he made me feel things. it's unexplainable, but i was so in love.
i giggle when i noticed the red marks on his face.
"what?" he whispered as he smiled at me laughing. "check the mirror." i say.
he checks himself and laughs at himself. "i like it." he says, gently touching the lipstick stains. his lips were swollen, and his hair was messier than before.
he turns around to face me. he holds my hand and places a soft kiss on it. "do you really have to go?" he asks, sounding like a toddler.
i nod and squeeze his hand. "i'll be back handsome." i say
"i'll be waiting for you, don't have too much fun without me." tate says, winking at me.
"pinky promise." i say letting go of his hand and grabbing my coat and purse.
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