p.o.v Mason
well no one was home but me ollie and Ali but Ali was sick so she was sleeping in her room so me and Ollie played the question game, "This is how it looks I'll tell something about your past and if I get it wrong I drink if I get it right you drink and we switch off."
"Okay...you go first."
"Your dad died." He drunk.
"Your ex girlfriend died." I drunk.
"You started losing weight because of people are school."
"Drink." I drunk.
"You cut." I drunk.
"Your mom doesn't care about you." He drunk.
"Your got those scars on your face by a car crash?"
"Drink." He drunk.
"Your gay as a circle." He drunk.
"You dad died."
"Which one?"
"You have more then one dad?" He asked.
"I have my real dad my dad who took care of me or the dad who i wished was my dad."
"All three." I drunk.
"You're not a virgin." He didn't drink so I thought I was wrong but then he drunk, I wonder who he lost it to.
"Well I know you're not a virgin so um...you lost it at 15?"
"Drink."
"Wait what but Alice told me."
"Shes wrong." He drunk.
"13?"
"Drink." He drunk.
"10."
"Drink."
"5!"
"Drink."
"4..." I drunk, he stared at me.
"What happened?"
"My father raped me, you started losing weight because of your dad did?"
He drunk, by the time we finished we were both drunk off are asses...I giggled. "Ollie this is going to sound weird but take off your clothes,"
"Why?" He laughed.
"Because I'm going to fuck you." I kissed him and he kissed back and yeah things got good from there. When I woke up with a fucking huge headache I kissed Ollie's head and went into the kitchen to make coffee for the both of us.
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Ollie's pov
Shit. I didn't do what I think I did, did I? Mason walked into the room with coffee smiling, I did. It's not like I didn't like him, but, I don't know... I just hope I'm more then a one night stand.
"Here" Mason passed me the mug. "Thanks" I said sitting up and smiling.
"So..." I started.
"So?" Mason asked. I sighed.
"Well, last night, what does that make us?" I asked looking into his eyes. He moved so he was laying next to me and put his arm around me.
"What do you want "us" to be?" Mason asked. I put my coffee down on the side table and turn back to him.
"I want..." I put my hand on his cheek, bring his face down to mine and kissed him. When we finally broke for breath I said, "that".
"Me too"
YOU ARE READING
Disordered
Romance"No, the normal me blocks it out and let's the madness out." "There's the poet of the Mason I knew," she smiled I didn't return it.
