Be Careful What You Wish For.

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Still Grace's P.O.V.

I watched as Cheryl's eyes widened and a smirk pulled at the corner of her lips, her grip around my hands tightened.
"Tell me EVERYTHING!" She almost shouted

I jumped at her sudden outburst and grinned to her enthusiasm.

Blushing and giggling I whispered, "Ugh, really? Do I have to?!"

She pulled a face with 'yes' written all over it, I sighed giving in and began to explain.

"Well y'know...we were having a moment and-"

"Were you making out?!" Cheryl interrupted.

I laughed aloud, "Yes!"

"With tongues and stuff?" She asked with furrowed eyebrows and a jiggly hand motion.

"Yes!" I laughed again.

I could tell she was excited about this, she had gotten very fidgety.

I attempted to carry on, "I was umm, straddling him and-"

"You were?!" She shouted.

"That's what I said!" I grinned sarcastically, "So I dunno, things were getting-"

"Heated! Things were getting heated right?!" She interrupted once more.

"Uhh yes Cheryl! Now are you gonna let me tell you this or not?!" I giggled.

"Oh I'm sorry sugar, I'll zip it!" She apologised.

"So, yeah, things were getting heated and, hands were roaming, and I just...brushed my fingers over his...y'know..." I nodded.

"So on top of his clothes?" She pushed.
I nodded in response.

"Damn gurl I thought you were gonna tell me you delved in! But that's an accomplishment, I'm telling ya!" She grinned as she got up.

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