Dorms// Michael Clifford

Looking up

Lanas POV

"Yes?" I said with a bit of sass before I even looked up to see the so-called Michael.

All I could think was wow, this boy is so attractive. I couldn't even think straight his jet black died hair was so hot and even though it was totally demeaning the way his eyes travelled up and down my body made me completely melt inside. I couldn't understand why this incredibly rude boy had this effect on me. Yeah I understand why its because he is probably the sexiest person ever I've ever seen in my life.

His ripped black skinny jeans make his long legs look so great and his blue and black flannel made him look so badass. I can't believe I'm saying this...

"Are you gonna say anything else or are you just gonna stare at me?" He said with a bit of a smirk.

"Uh come in I guess."

"I wasn't looking for your permission but yeah whatever."

Okay the things I was thinking before are still true but he's such an asshole. I can't lie though it kinda adds to his hot bad boy image.

"Asshole." I said under my breath.

Suddenly I heard the door shut and I felt Michaels arms move me against the wall quite rough and whispered in my ear,

"What was that Princess?"

"Get off me what the fuck are you doing?" I said, which, judging by how hot he was in this moment, took a lot of will power.

"Don't act like you don't want me." He said again with an even bigger smirk.

"Don't flatter yourself." I am so proud that made me sound so cool!

"Shut up!" he said sounding irritated "Oh yeah I'm Michael by the way, Michael Clifford."

"If you weren't such an asshole maybe I'd care." Gosh I'm the sass master today wow.

"Angel I fucking dare you to call me that again."

It's so fricking attractive when he gives me pet name. Okay so I've known this boy for what 5 minutes, he already has two awfully attractive pet names for me and my ovaries are on fire. When I say on fire I mean on fire like have my babies even though I'm 16 and I don't want babies but still.

After he said that to me I just turned and walked back into our room swaying my hips as hard as I could hoping that he might be looking at my ass. Once I was back to my bed I just tried to continue with unpacking for the school year

But damn it's hard when there's a horny six foot sex god standing behind you.

After a few minutes of silence Michaels turns to me and says,

"So where exactly are you sleeping?"

"On the bed where do you think?"

"Uh no there's only one bed."

"Ever heard the expression ladies first?"

"That's only when walking through a door and it's only because we wanna look at your ass."

"Oh Clifford you're such a gentleman."

"Yeah I know I am but anyway where are you gonna sleep because I get the bed unless you wanna share it." He said. I could tell he was proud of himself for that.

"No I get the bed this is my room remember the only reason you're here is because you're a stupid fucking asshole who's dumb enough to burn down his dorm!"

"It was actually Luke and it happens lots at parties not that you would know anything about parties!"

"How would you know anything about my social life and anyway I don't really like the idea of parties with all the drinking and drugs and grinding! It's just not really my scene."

"Of course you choose not to go to parties it's not like you're not invited to any."

After he said that I just quietly walked back over to the my bed bent over and grabbed an air mattress from under the bed and passed it to him.

"Here's your bed Michael and also there's no pump so have fun with that."

"God you're a bitch I'll stay on here tonight but I'm speaking to Mrs Smith about this."

I just snorted and grabbed my pyjamas and my toothbrush and walked into the bathroom to get ready for bed. I was pretty tired all this talking to Michael was exhausting. Also I can't lie I really wanted Michael to see my new Victoria's' secret pyjamas.

It's a black night dress with black lace over the boobs, It's tight up to the ribs then its loose silk that goes to around mid to upper thigh. In other words it was completely and utterly hot.

I don't know why I'm trying to impress Michael. I hate this boy. He's rude and sexist but he's hot. so hot. I feel like I really want him to want me, he just has a certain quality that makes you want to make him like you.

I walked out of the bathroom swaying my hips again and just casually hopping on to the bed.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Michael gawking at my boobs but I just pretended that I didn't see him doing that while internally screaming. Once my little moment of excitement ended I went to sleep hoping I didn't look too troll like and did my best to keep my face covered.