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Thirteen - Midnight City

HUGE SHOUTOUT TO MYRIABODEN WHO HAS BEEN VOTING SINCE THE FIRST CHAPTER 

This ones for you xo 

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"Be mine."

I looked him in the eyes and my heart stopped, but was going at a million miles per hour. My throat went dry and I struggled to get the words out. 

"Mandy?" He said, hands gripped on my elbows, looking at me intently.

"Of course." I said weakly, and gave a smile. Regaining my confidence, I chuckled a little and shook my head. "Yes, yes, yes yes, yes!" I laughed and wrapped my arms around his neck and smashed my lips onto his. He returned the kiss, just as powerful, just as passionate. His man hands gripped the top of my thighs and lifted me up. I jumped and wrapped my legs around his waist, intensifying the kiss. I placed my one hand on his cheek and pushed my face even closer onto his. He broke the kiss off and looked at me. He moved his face closer to mine, and I moved out the way, and he kept doing it, looking almost like a duck. 

"Fine." He sighed, put me down and crossed his arms like a baby.

"What are you doing I was joking?" I said, giving him a dirty look. I moved to his face and he moved out the way, like I did him. 

"Fine." I sighed, and crossed my arms like a baby, mocking him. 

"What are you doing I was joking?" He said, giving me the same dirty. 

I slapped his arm and pushed him away slightly. 

He picked me up and sat me down on the bench. 

"So, have you got your reason to stay?" I asked, stroking his biceps. 

"No." He sighed and looked down sadly.

"That's cute." I said flatly. 

"Aren't you just?" He said, grabbing hold of my chin. He moved my chin towards his face, and our lips grazed. 

He was largely turning me on. 

He grazed my lips again with his own, then slowly bit into it, pulling it slightly. I accidentally let out a moan, and we both burst out laughing. 

"Way to ruin the mo Cristiano." I said, rolling my eyes. 

"Your the one who was having sexual thoughts," He said, whispering in my ear. "We should get going." 

I checked my watch to see it was already 10. "Oh shit." I said. "I have to meet with Bryshere Gray tomorrow." I said, getting up. 

"Dryshire Grape?" Cris said, looking confused. 

"Bryshere Gray." I said, laughing. "He's in Empire. That TV Show." 

"Oh." Cris said. He got up and stood by my side as we walked down the hill together. He enclosed his giant hand around mine, making me blush insanely. 

"Is he..." Cris began. "Like..."

"Go on...?" I said, looking at him. 

"Is he good-looking?" 

"Nothing on you." I said, before I could stop myself. 

"Nobody has anything on me. Still doesn't make Brad Pitt ugly though." He said, arrogantly. "Can I come?" 

"It's not a social event." I said. "Shenna - my agent - thinks it's a good idea to be on the show."

"Okay." Cris frowned. "Anyway, so after you've met with Dryshire Grape, do you want to do something?"