That night I told my mom I was sleeping over Macy's house. I needed to be with him. We fell asleep together. But I woke up in the middle of the night. I loved him and I'm pretty sure he loved me, but for some reason the thoughts get running through my head. "He will break your heart." He wouldn't. Would he, maybe I was overthinking. I didn't know anymore. Falling in love is exhaustingly so I decided to fall asleep again.
The morning I woke up with him running my back. He ran his fingers up and down my back tracing the lines of my bra. Suddenly he got up and slapped my butt. Hard. I rolled over "OW!" He snickered and walked out and came back 5 minutes later with coffee. "I didn't forget the milk and sugar." I smiled. After drinking coffee I decided to make breakfast. I got eggs and started making it while he was showering. He came out with wet hair and a towel wrapped lowly below his belly button. He looked hot. He wrapped his arms around my stomach and kissed my neck a couple times. I flunked and pushed his head. "Stop it tickles." I giggle. He doesn't stop he grabs my hands and pins me to the wall and keeps kissing me. Suddenly we hear the fire alarm I look at the stove and the eggs that were not even cooked were on fire. "WHAT THE FUCK!" we grab towels and start hitting it and it wouldn't go out finally we got a bucket of water and poured it over extinguishing the fire. I took a breath. "SEE WHAT HAPPENS!" we die laughing and eventually making out way to couches. He falls on top of me. I scream. I was overthinking he really did love me.
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Bad Boys
RomanceThe feeling of falling in love. Knowing that someone cares about you. This is exactly what Rachel felt for the first time after meeting someone that was so plainly in sight.
