she lay her head against my chest holding me tight as we cuddle in my bed. my phone dings from the nightstand and she reaches for it but i grab her wrist to stop her and glare, she should know better than to touch my stuff.
she pouts and lays back down next to me and i sling my arm around her shoulders while checking my notifications. she lightly traces her fingers over my tattoos.
she watches me intently as i try to keep my poker face as i see my snapchat filled with my usual needy girls nudes and a few texts from people talking about up coming parties and former hook ups asking where ive been and how they miss me. a couple of images intact causing me to bit my lip to suppress a groan from escaping.
i flick my eyes towards my girl and watch her face become hard and conflicted. when i return my eyes back to my phone she scoffs and gets up.
"i-i thought you were done with that.. i thought you quit for me.." she pouts and it makes me want to kiss her soft lips.
"come on babe, when you got with me you shoulve known, this is who i am. get used to it."
