My Beautiful Girl

fourteen ♡ girlfriends, cuddling, and smells

I woke up to my phone violently buzzing. I picked it up and swiped to answer the call. I then let out a raspy hello.

"Hi."

"Good morning baby girl."

"Morning."

"How are you?"

"I'm good. How are you daddy?"

"Good."

"What are you doing?"

"Nothing."

"Same. Can I come over?"

"No!"

"Okay first of all, why are you screaming? And second of all, why did you answer that all quick and panicky?"

"No reason."

"Okay....?"

"Can I ask you something?"

"Sure."

"Would it be wrong to ask someone you really like to be their boyfriend when your date was like two days ago?"

"No."

"Okay."

"Okay."

"Could I ask you something again?"

"What?"

"Can you be my girlfriend?"

"I don't know, can I?"

"You serious?"

"Yes."

"Fine. May you be my girlfriend?"

"Of course."

"I love you."

"I love you too. Bye."

"Bye." I ended the call and smiled. I got up and changed into a white shirt and black jeans. I put on a SnapBack and left.

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I rung the doorbell to Delilah's house. Her mom answered.

"Delilah's upstairs." She yawned and let me in. I thanked her and traveled to her room. I opened the door to find Delilah sitting on her bed with only a shirt on.

"Fuck Luke you look so good in white." She cursed, standing up.

"Now, don't be naughty. What's my name?" I said.

"Sorry, daddy." She said. I sat down and tapped my lap, signaling for her to sit. She wrapped her legs around me and I rested my hands on her butt.

"You know that I would love to pleasure you right now, but we've only been dating for like five minutes, we can't." I stated.

"Would it really kill you if we kissed?" She questioned. We attached our lips together and moved in sync, enjoying the feeling of each other's lips against each other's. I deepened the kiss and Delilah's lifted her shirt, draping it over my hands. I hooked my fingers around her white, lace underwear. I sucked harshly on her neck and gripped onto her hips.

"Mine." I growled, looking at the deep purple mark I left. I was holding her hips so hard I left purple marks. I sat her down on her bed and left.

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"Who is this?!" My mom screamed at me.

"My friend." I said. I didn't want to say that she was my girlfriend because I already knew how she'd act.

"She's a slut!" She screamed.

"No! She's far from that." I defended her.

"Stay away from her."

"Why?"

"She's black, Luke. Now, I'm going out with your father so goodbye." My mom finished. I said goodbye and when she left, I rolled my eyes. She went downstairs and I heard the front door open and close. I turned off my light, got in my bed and went to sleep.

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I shot up at the sound of thunder crashing. I hate thunder. It crashed again and I yelped. I reached for my phone and my hand shook as I grabbed it. I dialed the special number. I immediately felt calmer when I heard the sleepy voice that I've grown to love.

"What, Luke."

"Can you come over?"

"No. It's 2 AM."

"Please?" I whimpered. The thunder seemed to get louder. I pulled the covers up to cover my face and I clutched it tight.

"Fine." She finished, hanging up. Two minutes later she climbed through my window. She was dripping wet.

"Why didn't you drive?"

"My mom took my car to work."

"Oh." I got up and gave her a shirt. She changed into it and put her wet clothes away. The thunder boomed and I jumped. She climbed into bed and pulled me into her lap. I buried my face in her neck.

"You smell good; you smell like candy." I complimented.

"Thank you." She rubbed circles on my back and I fell asleep in her arms.

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