GROUNDING 🏈 Nick Bosa

#ONE HUNDRED TWENTY.

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The phone sex thing, sorta became a tradition for the next three nights...

Nick would always call around the same time, and we would always cum together around the same time.

On this particular night, he asks. "—So can I please, come bring you lunch tomorrow?"

I roll onto my stomach and post up on my elbow, resting my chin on my hand. "Like, at work?" I reply.

"No. Like, at your house. I know you're not far from the school." He says.

I roll my eyes, stalker. I think to myself, playfully.

"That sounds nice." I tell him, palming my smiling into my hand. I'm sure he's had enough of phone sex and finally, wants the real thing.

"Okay, I'll see you tomorrow, then." He says.

"Okay, see you tomorrow."

"I love you." He breaths.

My smile widens, probably across my entire face. "I love you, too."

The next day.

I was watching the clock and had practically been on pins and needles since I had woken up. Today was going to finally, be the day...

He would fuck me again.

As I watched 12:29pm turn into 12:30pm, I jump up and grab my purse and keys.

Mark notices. "You going out to eat?" He immediately, asks.

I turn to look at him as I'm walking to the office door. "I'm actually going to go home to eat. Do you need me to bring you anything?" I ask, in a hurried tone.

"Well, do you need me to come with you?"

"No." I quickly, say. "It's fine." I try to avoid eye contact with him, but at the same time keep my composure. I had an hour lunch and I didn't want to waste anytime. Nick was waiting at the house for me already.

"Okkk.." He slightly draws out the word from his mouth. "If you can bring me a vitamin water, that would be great. I already packed my lunch." He replies.

"Ok" I say, quickly opening the door.

"Lili.." He stops me.

"Yeah?" I stop in frustration.

He smiles. "Can you grab me the dragon fruit one?"

"Yes, of course." I breath out and smile back, before exiting into the hall.

Once in the hallway, I spot Dale sitting in a chair outside of the principal's office.

Shit. I say to myself.

"You in trouble?" I ask him, still keeping my walking pace.

"Nah, just talking to him about truancy. I've missed too many days of school." He says.

"So, you're in trouble?" I stop proceeding forward, and look down at him.