liam:
"Oh my God," I groaned, closing my eyes the moment after I opened them. The sunlight coming in through the shades seemed to me ten times brighter than usual. Wait. It's Thursday. Fucking hell, I slept through my alarm. What even happened last night? Why is Liam still here as well? "Liam," I say, poking his ribcage; my eyes still closed. "Yes, baby?" He responded, and I swear I could hear that little shit smiling. "You better have a damn good reason for both of us being home at ten in the morning when we should both be at work," I say lowly, my head pounding. "Well, you were drunk off your ass last night, and I knew you'd have a killer hangover. I called us both in sick," he said casually, playing with my hair. "WHAT THE FUCK LIAM!" I screeched, trying to sit up. It literally felt like a train ran into me while somebody was bashing my head with a bad. I fell back down, mumbling about how I had an important meeting today and how I couldn't believe I was so stupid, and Liam pulled me into his chest and rubbed my back to help me fall back asleep.
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louis:
you: I swear to God Louis, if you text me during class one more time I will literally cut off your dick and feed it to my dog.
louis: oh c'mon baby, please??
you: Louis, I cannot even start to tell you how much I don't want to skip the rest of the day. I have a fucking calc test.
louis: p l e a s e
you: can't you just ask one of your friends to skip with you?? I'm sure they'd enjoy it much more than I would
louis: but you're my best friend, I don't want to hang out with those dumb shits. only you x
you: that was the cheesiest thing you have ever said to me oml
louis: is that a yes??
you: depends
louis: I will literally do anything you desire
you: anything???
louis: you're wish is my command
you: ... will you take me to mcdonalds
louis: I honestly thought you wanted me to like pants principal jacobson
louis: and I would've done it in a heartbeat if it meant I got to spend time with you xx
you: you sap omf I'll meet you outside the cafeteria in ten minutes
louia: I loveeee you baby
you: yeah, yeah, you're pretty great too
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niall:
I groaned, pretending that I had a major headache and that I couldn't even get up. "I'm sorry dear, I know you were looking forward to presenting your science project with your friends today, I'm so sorry that you have to miss it," she said, pushing my hair off of my forehead. You see, there was nothing I loathed more than presentations. Last night, I acted as if I was completely hyped and extremely excited to give a presentation tomorrow; but I was honestly just planning on skipping with the most badass guy in school. Niall is currently parked down the street, waiting for me to text him when my mom is gone. I knew she had to show two houses today because she was just promoted, and being a realtor meant she couldn't stay home with me and she won't be home until late tonight. "Do you want me to call Mr. and Mrs. Daily from down the street to come take care of you until I get back?" Fuck. "It's alright, I'll be okay on my own." She smiled, kissing my forehead. "Always been so kind, never wanting to cause trouble," she murmured, walking out of my room with a promise to try to be home in time for supper. Only a moment after I heard my mom's car pull away, something caught the corner of my eye and just as I was about to scream bloody murder, a hand covered my mouth. Oh my fucking God, I'm going to die. Is this punishment for skipping school?? Please God, don't ta- "Baby, relax. It's just me," Niall said, turning me around. He laughed his adorable fucking laugh, trying to catch his breath. "You should've seen your face!" He was still laughing, trying to mock me. I slapped his arm. "You scared me shitless Niall, this was not part of the plan, you could've gotten caught." I tried so hard to stay angry, but his laugh was just so contagious. In a matter of moments, we went from laughing at each other, to him pinning me against my bedroom door, his tongue in my mouth, slowly leading us to my bead.
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harry:
We've been laying on Harry's couch all day, watching Netflix and just being lazy. We both called in sick, pretending to be our parents. We met up at some gas station on the way to school, and then went back to his house once his parents were surely gone for work. We were currently making out, his tongue slipping past my lips and easily taking dominance over mine. He rolled on top of me, running one hand up and down my side slowly, the other gently tangling into my hair. He was slowly inching the hand that was previously on my side up my shirt, stopping when he gets to my bra. He pulled away gently, looking down at me for reassurance. I shook my head, and he honestly looked so guilty. "Baby, I love you so much, I didn't mean to pressure you into anything - fuck - please don't hate me, I-" I cut him off by kissing him again. It took him a moment, but he kissed me back just as eagerly. "I," kiss, "I thought," kiss, "you didn't want to," groan, "Fuck, I am so," kiss, "fucking hard for you, fuck baby please, please do someth-" I cut him off by rolling on top of him, immediately pulling his jeans down his legs. "Fuck, what are you doing love?" He asked, taking my face in his large, warm hands. "Giving you an early birthday present," I grinned, going down on him. I'm so glad we skipped today.
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omg hey. so i've never written anything other than like essays so pls don't be rude lmao. these were written by me, and honestly nobody wants to deal with legal problems, so just give credit if you use one ok? ok. ilysm for reading these shitty preferences, vote and comment if you'd like x
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