"Oh my fucking God, I love you!" Michael moaned, finishing with a final thrust. He was almost completely sure Nicole had just faked her over the top, porn star orgasm, but what did he care? Michael sure as hell wasn't here to get her off.
Within a few short minutes, Michael was fully dressed and out the door, not even saying goodbye. He already felt a lot better. What was even the point of chasing after Honey when girls like Nicole existed? Relationships are complete bullshit, anyways. Just an excuse to have sex and be in control of something.
Michael drove down some dark road, not entirely sure where he was going. He felt slightly guilty about leaving Calum drunk and stranded, but Michael figured he would have just passed out, anyways. No harm done.
Michael ended up swinging by Burger King at 1 am, buying a low quality burger and fries from the dollar menu and chased the meal with a sprite. Michaels night had definitely taken a disappointing dip in the middle, but ending it with getting laid and a burger? Perfection.
He snuck back into his house at almost 2 am, passing out fully clothed - including his shoes.
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"Wake uuuuup" a voice widowers as they poked Michael's cheek cheek. He sleepily batted them with his hand, turning away from them by rolling over.
"Michael!" They whined, punching him on the arm - hard.
"Jesus Christ, what?" Michael all but screamed, angrily turning around to face the pest who bothered him. He might've been completely out of it and still half asleep, but he was always prepared to kick someone's ass.
It was Honey, and she was sweetly smiling at him. Her skin had a beautiful glow to it, and she was wearing her school uniform, though her skirt was shorter and her shirt was tighter. Michael thought this was odd, but not enough to be actually curious about it. Instead he just started at her, all but drooling.
"What are you-"
"I just came to apologize." Honey stated flatly, completely cutting him off. "I was a dick last night...and a liar." She giggled while whispering the last part. As if she was telling a dirty secret.
Michael scooted higher up on his bed, looking at her in complete cluelessness.
"What are you even talking about?" He asked, completely lost on the situation. He was too tired to even question why the hell she was in his room in the first place.
"Oh shut up, you idiot. You really think I could resist a bad boy like you?" She half smiled, biting her lip. At this point Michael was praying she wasn't teasing, and was also still extremely confused. He decided to go with it.
"I mean yeah, I'm a total catch" Michael laughed, only half joking. Not so deep down, he knew just how desirable he was.
"Shut up, you prick." Honey rolled her eyes, but still smiled. In the blink of an eye, Honey was straddling Michael's lap. Slowly, she kissed the top of his head, pushing her breasts in his face in a not so discreet way. Michael pretty much came in his pants.
She licked down the entire side of his face, which slightly disturbed Michael, but again, decided to not hold it against her if she got a little freaky. This was all he could've asked for and more.
Honeys lips smashed against his, feeling rougher than expected. There were lots of teeth smashing and violent kissing - to the point where it was pretty much unenjoyable. Shame when someone like her can't kiss to save their lives. Michael opened his eyes, just to peek at her. What he saw would scar him for life.
