Ride on his motorcycle no..im gonna ride on his 🫣 wait..never mind

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No description I bet you already can guess by the title

T/W: Smut (kinda..?) and Angst

Y/Ns POV
I patiently wait for Micheal to get home, As I wait I put on lingerie bright lavender and laced "I might as well put on makeup" I mumble to myself I head to the bathroom putting on mascara and lipgloss nothing much. I peek out the window and I see Micheal pull up in his dark crimson motorcycle leather jacket and gloves I watch as he takes off his helmet fluffing his hair back up, before he even walks to the door I go downstairs and open the door "Micheal!..I've been waiting" I say smirking his eyes widen "Heyy..Y/N.." he says sheepishly and walks in I turn on the lights I notice he's sweaty and has red marks on his neck I ignore the signs thinking he probably was just scratching at his neck hard "So..I was thinking.." I whisper dragging my finger his chest he smiles but I can tell it's not genuine he puts his hands on my hips and pulls me close, kissing me but it's not as passionate as it usually is I pull away "Are you okay..? this doesn't feel the same.." I utter "Y-Yeah! Keep going.." he says in a hushed tone and smiles a fake smile once more "If you say so.." I mumble and push him on the couch taking off his leather jacket no noise no anything as I do so but I keep going I take off his jeans unzipping them slowly I palm him..He's not even hard..I look up at him he looks bored not even paying attention I look at his neck I see red lipstick on his collar bone. "MICHEAL!" I yell standing up tears start streaming down my face..I finally connected the dots. "y-you CHEATED on me!" I yell once more my voice cracking "Wait! Y/N listen to me! It's not what you think.." I run upstairs packing all his stuff "Well obviously you don't even LOVE me any more.." I say tiring to wipe my tears of my face "Y/N you don't understand!" Micheal yells struggling to put his pants back on "Here's your shit GO." I hiss and throw a bag at him "But Y/N..Please you don't understand..!"He says getting closer to me "then explain the red lipstick on your collar bone." I utter my voice cracks "shit..I..uh.." he mumbled rubbing the back of his neck "But Y/N I still love you.." he smirks pulling me close for a kiss I push him away "Go, GO NOW." I yell I slap his face crying "Fine..I didn't even love you from the start..I was only using you for sex you slut." He mumbled under his breath "GO BEFORE I CALL THE COPS!" I yell almost screaming tears soaking my lingerie,I start to sweat,mascara running down my face and my hair messy then Micheal runs off slamming the door I run to the window watching him put on his helmet and his gloves back on his face angry riding into the dark night on his dark crimson motorcycle..Oh how I'll miss that motorcycle..I just wanted to be yours..I fall on the ground crying not knowing what I'll do now..He's so tall handsome as hell..his image never leaving my mind.

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