𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇... a fifteen year old girl falls head over heels for a blast from the past.
𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐀 𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐃, hopelessly in love with a man who never bat an eye in her direction.
Or so... she thought?
...
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—TWO WEEKS LATER—
Tom was copying my snaps.
Every single one i'd sent, he would copy me and send the exact same thing back.
So, I angled the camera toward my arm and flexed my nonexistent muscles, sending the picture through.
Seconds later, I got back a salivating snap of his very much existent muscles.
I saved it to my camera roll, moving onto something else.
Hmm...
I dropped the camera down to my top, taking a picture of my covered stomach.
He's shirtless right now, I could tell based off of what he was sending me.
Maybe it was cheeky, but I didn't care.
I waited patiently, for approximately thirty seconds before I received another.
I licked my lips in, he knew exactly the game I was playing. Let's just hope it doesn't backfire on me.
I then saved the delicious picture of his abs.
A text popped up on the top of my screen, no doubt it was from him.
Tom: Cheeky. I appreciate the effort
R: thanks i know 😛😛
*Incoming call from Tom*
I picked it up.
"Hey, can you get out of the house tonight?"
I'm not sure.
"My parents are sleeping early and my brother's going to be out all night. I can probably get out." I don't know where he wants to go, but i'd follow him anywhere.
"Okay, cool, i'll pick you up in twenty minutes. It's sixty degrees out so wear a fucking jacket."
I grinned. "Why if I can just wear yours?"
"Fair point. I'll be there soon."
—
I carefully jumped down from my window, it was like a three foot jump, no biggie.
My crocs rustled through the grass as I walked away from our house. I already knew he was parked down the road.
He must have noticed me, because his rear lights began blinking. A clear sign that he knows I was approaching.
Tom stepped out of the car and immediately, I attacked him again.
I did this a lot.
He caught me, badgering a laugh as he effortlessly picked me up off of the ground. Goody goodness, he smells good.
"Where are we going?" I asked, my arms still wrapped around his top half.
"I was thinking the park maybe." He shrugged, okay, sounds boring but it could be fun. Maybe?
