while we are young / halsey

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[sexual content]
af·fair
əˈfer/
noun
1.
an event or sequence of events of a specified kind or that has previously been referred to.
2.
a love affair.

mother showed us off with pride. she wanted to make sure everyone at the club knew we belonged to her. we were her trophy. 
as we walked into the main building, liam and courtney wandered off to go get their tennis gear ready to play with mother and her rich friends. i stayed to her side as she checked in and greeted the people she knew. "hayden, youve gotten so big!"
"youre so adorable!!"
"wow... youve grown up..."
mothers friends didnt pay much attention to me as i see them every saturday but they seem to think i had grown every time.
mothers good friend alice seemed to know me best. i slept with her husband the year before and she found out. she hates me.

"come on hay, lets go meet mr. F before the others find us!" mother grabbed my arm and pulled me into a courtyard that was surrounded my tennis fields. we walked down the staircase with her latched onto my arm when i saw her. "Mr. F and his daughter usually come here on sundays, but today he wanted his daughter to meet us too." she whispered excitedly. my hangover had finally kicked in. ashley looked perfectly fine.
we approached the table the two were sitting at, mother waving rapidly at mr. F. "hey babe!!" she shouted. he waved at her and stood up to greet us. ashley stared, clearly in shock.
"hello," his deep voice said, "i am mr. F, but you can call me charles." he help his hand out for me to shake. "other there is my daughter ashley. you may know her from school."
i nodded, entranced, and walked past him to her.
"oh my god." she said dumbfounded.
"oh my god is right." i replied and sat next to her.
"how hungover are you?"
"very."
"whatd you do after i left?"
"uh- hung out with X and harlequin."
she couldnt know about the boy who raped me. she would get hurt. neither of us are virgins, but if she found out i was raped she would die inside.
"sounds fun. want coffee? it helps."
i nodded.
"FAREED!" she called behind her. a tall indian boy ran up behind her.
"yes ashley?"
"may i please have your strongest coffee?"
"hung over again?"
"hell yeah." they both laughed. fareed went away to go get me coffee, and we continued to talk about the party. our parents and siblings were out playing tennis together. ashley has 4 siblings, and 3 were here with us. theres anahita, whos 14, shawn, whos 11, hallie, whos 20, and marcus, whos 9.
"want to get out of here?" she asked me after about 10 minutes of watching our families play tennis.
"sure." i replied. and we got up out of our plastic seats and walked toward the main building.

skin against skin. mouth against mouth. body against body. she slammed me up against the wall with centimeters between us. thank god she locked the janitors closet door i thought as grabbed at each other, ripping off our clothes as our mouths moved in perfect synchronization. we moaned against each others skin and we both got more and more wet. she massaged my breasts as i pulled down her pants. i needed her. after a while of her tongue being so far down my throat i almost choked, be abruptly stopped. "do you want to do this?" she asked me between heavy set breaths. i nodded with anticipation. she kissed me once, almost innocent, and bent down on her knees and made me feel more special than id ever felt before.