yours and only yours.

4. the parents. (smut)

"what should i wear?" you ask, looking at miley.

"you're meeting the parents, morgan. that's a big deal. you don't wanna look too slutty, but you don't wanna cover everything, either. we can go shopping after class if you want."

"wanna skip last?"

"her class-really?"

"yeah-she'll probably text me anyway."

"sure. i'm down."

"i didn't tell you-girl we almost fucked the other night."

"WHAT?! i-how?"

"we were making out, and it was getting pretty serious. she unbuttoned my shirt and was going to undo my bra, until her brother called. he came over and then we both fell asleep after he left."

"aww, she has a brother? is she a good kisser?"

"yeah his names hunter. he's a sweetheart. she actually is such a good kisser. i even got one the other day. i miss her." you say, flopping on your bed.

miley laughs, "oh to be in love."

"what happened with you and nate?"

"fucking weirdo. plus he had a tiny dick."

you laugh, "well that explains a lot."

"exactly. is she picking you up?"

"yes ma'am. in her sports car."

"sports car? fuck, she rich rich."

"mm, yea."

"did you call her? ask her if you need to dress up?"

"she said to dress nice, so i'm wearing a black knee slit dress. but you have to tell me if i look fat in it-because i'm not about to look like that when i'm meeting her parents."

"fuckkk girl you're gonna look so sexy. you can't look fat, shut the fuck up."

"whatever you say."

you change into the dress, and come out of the bathroom.

"holy shit. you look bad as fuck. i'd tap that if i was her."

you laugh, "you're not shutting me? i actually look good?"

"fuck yes you look good!"

"okay! she's gonna be here in an hour. i've showered, and i just gotta do my hair and do my makeup."

"you want me to do your hair while you do your makeup?"

"yeah-yeah actually that helps."

"i'll do what-a slick updo?"

"yeah."

miley does your hair, and styles it with a bit of gel to enhance the natural curls. you do a black smokey eye, and line your lips with a nude pink lipliner.

"fuck you look SO GOOD." miley says, smiling.

"thank you baby."

you text karissa that you were ready, and she replies that she's almost there. 10 minutes later, a knock rings out on the door, and you open it. karissa stands, looking over your body. the dress hugged your curves in every good way possible, and made your boobs look good too.

"f-fuck, you look so beautiful, morgan." karissa says, smiling.

"thank you, you look amazing yourself." you say, smiling.

karissa wore a baby pink dress, with white flats. she was already tall, so heels would make her feel too tall.

"are we ready to go?" karissa asks, smiling.