Yeah, sure we have our obsessions but doesn't that make us more creative and frisky that way?
I mean, you don't have to believe us but that's just the way we are.
I guess high school never ends?
Warning: contains strong language, sexual content an...
This chapter is dedicated to two friends of mine, some things in this chapter have happened but not everything and it will happen soon.
;)
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Michael laid on his bed thinking of Ashley, he's never felt this way over a girl before and it's scaring him.
Her beautiful blue hair that compliments her eyes,
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her body is so amazingly sexy to him.
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Her smile, brings him joy that he's never felt before.
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"Knock, knock." Michael sat up from his bed to see Ashley by the door. She was wearing black shorts, a jumper that Michael gave her for 'protection' as Ashley said she's been missing him at night but they couldn't sleep together as the rule applied and also she had flowers in her hair.
"Nice jumper." He smirked.
"Cute eh?" She giggled, she ran over to him and jumped on the bed.
"What do you wanna do?" He asked her.
"Hmmm, why don't we just chill and talk?" She was upside down from where Michael was sitting, she started to play with his hair.
Fucker.
Many minutes later, they were talking about the most randomness things. They both got really hyper, laughing historically (that's when he is on drugs but he's been clean ever since.)
"No, skins is the best tv show!" Ashley said sounding she was drunk but she was just really giggly.
"No, the walking dead is!" He argued back playfully.
"Breaking bad!" She said.
"American horror story!" He cheered.
"Aye and who told you to watch it?"
"You." He sighed.
"Exactly!!" She laughed so much she fell off the bed which made Michael laugh even more.
"Are you okay?" He breathed.
"Yeah I think I'll be fine-" she got up quickly and hit Michael with a pillow unexpectedly.
"Hey!" He fixed his hair.
She just giggled once again.
Michael faked cried and pretended to be injured, Ashley actually thought she hurt him.
"Oh my god I'm sorry!" She touched his face checking if there's anything wrong.
"Gotcha." He whispered and hit her with the pillow and she gasps.
"You fucker!" She said still shocked.
They stopped for a second to just look at each other in the eyes. Ashley stuck out her tongue to distract him.
He didn't move but only smiles weakly.
"What's wrong Mikey?" She pouted her bottom lip.
"Oh you know, all I want to do is kiss you but I can't."
"Why not?" She asked raising her eyebrow.
"I don't know." He kissed his teeth getting off the bed. Ashley panicked she didn't know what was happening.
"Michael!" Ashley stopped him from leaving the room.
"If you don't want to kiss me that's fine but don't leave me ever!" She started to get a bit tempered. Michael walked in slowly, smiling.
He hugged her tightly.
"You're very special to me." He kissed her forehead.
"You're my teddy bear." She started to relax in his arms. This is what she wanted the whole time.
Michael kissed her, so much passion and he was so excited that he smiled in between. --/
"Thank you." He was on the floor by the couch, Ashley laid on it having her arm gently wrapped around his neck and he placed his hand where her arm was.
"For what?" She gently asked.
"For showing me I can find love."
"I wanted to thank you for the same thing." She smiles.
