Caught (Swazz)

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"So can I come over?" I peeked into the hallway to make sure my parents or my brother wasn't awake.

"No" I stated. When will this boy learn.

"Why not" He whined through the phone. His cute voice brought a smile to my face but it was quickly replaced with a frown.

"One, it's 2 in the morning and my parents would not be happy to even see me talking to you. Two, we don't want a repeat of last time."

I heard him groaned and the sound of a door locking.

"We didn't get caught tho"

"I don't care. You jumped out the window"

There was along pause then his voice was heard again.

"I didn't jump out the window."

I hung up on him and got back in my comfy bed.

I was slowly falling asleep when I heard rustling outside. I sat up in my bed, trying to get a better view outside the window.

I jumped back when Swazz fell into my room.

He gave me a smile but I was still in shock.

"What the hell are you doing here? I told you no, and when I say no I mean no"

I kept my cool and covered his mouth, walking over to the door to fully close it.

"I really wanted to come see you" He whispered and gave me a soft kiss on my neck.

"No...S-stop" I pushed him away. I did not want to give into him again.

"Come on baby...We haven't seen each other in almost two weeks. I missed you....All of you"

I squealed when his hands massaged my ass.

I moaned and pulled him in for another kiss.

He picked me up and put me down on my bed, he then spread my legs and pulled on the strings of my shorts.

I bit my lip to surpress a moan when I felt his fingers slide up under my shirt.

"Y/N!" I pushed Swazz off and looked over at my angry mother.

"Why is he here at 3 in the fucking morning?!" I could literally feel the anger radiating off of her.

"Mom I...I'm so-" She cut me off and put her hand up.

"We'll deal with this in the morning. I want him out and you in your bed, by yourself"

I gave Swazz one more kiss before he went back through the window.

Why doesn't he ever just use the front door

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