iii. you just wanted sex

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The second Isabella got home from her friends house, she fell straight asleep. She lay there, snoring soundly for what felt like mere seconds, but it happened to be six hours. It wasn't until she heard a rapid tapping noise on her bedroom window, she awoke.

She let out a small groan as she stood up, walking to her window while rubbing her eyes. She moved her curtain to the side slightly, looking out to see a smiling Niccolo. She smiled, tiredly, opening the window.

He climbed inside, catching his breath. He didn't say a word, just placing his hands either sides of the blonde's face, and pressing a kiss to them. She barely had time to react before he pushed her toward the bed. She placed her hands on his chest, pushing him off of her as she sat on her bed.

"Everything okay?" He asked, leaning down to be face level with her. He reached forward, brushing a piece of hair out of her face.

"I'm still tired. I'm not in the mood." She yawned, rubbing her eye as she got herself comfortable on the bed. She looked over to him as he furrowed his brows.

"Since when are you too tired to sleep with me? That's never been a problem before." He got defensive. Raising his voice slightly.

"Can you not make a big deal out of this?" She sighed, sitting up.

"So i came all this way for nothing? Are you serious?" The brunette boy stood up, running a hand over his face.

"I didnt ask you to come. You just showed up!" Isabella began to raise her voice.

Niccolo let out a scoff, backing up toward her window. "I'll just go fuck Virginia, then. You're pathetic."

He climbed out of the window, slamming it after he left. Isabella sat there, staring ahead in shock. What the fuck just happened?

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