Tomorrow Never Dies

Chapter 12 - "They make your ass look phenomenal"

"What's casual but not too casual?" I asked Grace. "Like he said not fancy but also I want to look hot."

"Black jeans are the way to go," she advised. "Black jeans and a graphic top." I nodded. I pulled my black jeans out of the drawer and searched through my wardrobe to find the right top. In the end I had three options.

"Unicorn top, Little Mix tee or the cute patterny shirt my mum got me for Christmas?"

"Unicorn," she said without hesitation. It said 'sorry I'm late, I saw a unicorn' across the boobs and it made me laugh when I wore it, so I put it on. I pulled on the jeans and sat on the stool by my desk.

"Will you cover my cheek?" I asked. It was slightly bruised from Georgina slapping me, and I didn't want to worry Michael.

"Of course." She applied a generous layer of concealer and blended it in, and did my eyes in a red smokey eye with eyeliner to match to draw attention away from the cheek if anything happened. The red set off my blue eyes and I smiled. She quickly filled in my eyebrows and put a layer of a dark nude lipstick on my lips. I blew her a kiss and hugged her as I stood up. My phone went off and I checked my texts.
Michael C(era): on my way to yours now, see you in a moment x
I locked my phone and waited for him to knock on the door. As soon as he did, I opened it and smiled at him.

"You look beautiful," he said, kissing my cheek. I flinched slightly as the pressure made it sting, but I covered it up by going to hug him. As I pulled away, I noticed his eyes drop to my breasts. I coughed and he looked up. "I was reading your top!"

"Hmm," I winked and took his hand. "I'll see you later Gracie!" She mumbled a response and I shut the door. "So where are we off to?"

"There's this minigolf place in town, I thought you might like it."

"Sounds brilliant," I smiled, and he led me into the city centre. He took me up a flight of stairs and into the golf place. I grabbed my purse and went to pay, but he shook his head. He ordered two golf clubs and balls and we began the course. Every few holes had a theme; some were jungle themed, some volcano, and some underwater, where you occasionally got sprayed with water.

My main concern was not that I was losing, which was unusual as I had often been described as a competitive person, but that my white top was going see through and Michael was able to see my green bra.

"That bra is coming off later," he whispered into my ear as we waited for some young boys to finish the next hole, and I smirked.

"Oh really?"

"Yes, really," he said, kissing me. We began the hole, and as I finally sunk the ball I was sprayed with water again. I laughed, but Michael was frowning at me. We stepped off the course and he turned my head gently. "What's this bruise baby?" I swore inside my head. The concealer must have run off with the water.

"You know Georgina?" He nodded. "I had a run in with her and she turned nasty when I tried to walk away."

"I'll kill her," he said, his voice low.

"No, you won't. I'm pretty sure Grace is already working on her master plan," I assured him.

"I'll help, no one hurts my girl and gets away with it." My stomach flipped as he called me his girl, full of butterflies.

"Don't worry about it babe," I told him, and we moved on with the course.

In the end, Michael won, so I decided to treat him to a beer. I was stood at the bar in the golf place waiting to order when he came up behind me, his crotch very near my ass.

"Come on babe, let's go home," he said, and I stood up straight. "Do you have any idea what you're doing to me in those jeans?" I shook my head. "They make your ass look phenomenal." I rocked my hips gently, and he groaned quietly.

"Home?"

"Now." He walked out, taking my handbag to use to cover his boner through his jeans. I held his hand, and every time we stopped to cross a road I stood on my toes and sucked gently on his neck, giving him hickeys.

We arrived back at him dorm, but as he pushed the door open he backed out.

"Luke's in there," he growled. "I can't hold on much longer, Christ."

I sent a quick text to Grace.
W4L: please vacate the dorm nasty things will be happening much love
She replied almost immediately.
i'm gone, use protection, some in my bedside drawer if you need

"My dorm is empty babe," I whispered, and he dragged me there. As soon as we were through the door, he pulled my top off and pinned me against the wall. He kissed my ear, my neck, making his way down to my chest. He fumbled with my bra strap, and as it came off he started kissing my boobs. He seemed intent on pleasuring me, so I stood still and let him take control. He unbuttoned my jeans and as he was beginning to pull them down the door opened and Ashton walked in.

"Hey, is Grace- OH HOLY SHIT I'M GONE," he yelled, turning away.

"Fucking knock next time," Michael warned him, stepping in front of me so Ashton didn't see anything.

"Sorry, I'm going," Ashton walked out, and Michael slammed the door shut. I burst out laughing and he groaned.

"Fucking hell," he said.

"The look on his face," I laughed. "And on yours, you looked ready to kill him!"

"Flora," he whined. "It wasn't funny!"

"It was a bit," I said, and he pushed me on the bed and picked up where he left off.

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grace pressured me to update again blame her
i'm going the rugby in a bit and ive not started my makeup yet oops

song of the chapter: i write sins by Panic!
bye