Bitten // 5sos a.u. {DISCONTINUED}

Chapter 16: "Not PG-13"

L O R I
•EDITED•

I blinked my eyes open slowly. The space next to me was empty; Michael had left.

I sighed and rolled over, off my bed. I looked into the mirror, disgusted with what I looked like. The last few days had really taken a toll on my body. My hair was messy and unkept, makeup smeared my cheeks, and I just looked like an overall mess.

I decided to wash myself up. I peeled off my clothes and stepped in the shower. The warm water poured down my body, and I felt all my worries wash away.

Then I heard a tap at my window.

I looked over and saw Michael floating outside with some breakfast. I turned the water off quickly and grabbed a towel, wrapping myself in it and running towards the window. After opening it, I glared at my idiot of a boyfriend.

"What are you doing, floating in broad daylight?" I hissed. "Get inside!" He chuckled and floated in, landing softly on my carpet. "I brought you some breakfast, babe. Be grateful."

I rolled my eyes and he smirked. "Or, do you want something else?" He asked, setting the bag down on my desk. My eyes widened. "M-Michael we can't do this in my room, my mom's home." I whispered. He shrugged. "Then we'll go to my room. Get dressed."

I stood there, staring at him. "Y-you're serious about this?" He nodded, looking me up and down. I rolled my eyes. "Then why am I putting on clothes?"

He smirked. "So I can rip them all off." I raised an eyebrow and he chuckled. "What, that isn't enough motivation?"

I opened my mouth to answer but he pinned me up against the wall, slamming his lips on mine. After a few moments of passionate kissing, he pulled away and grinned.

"Get dressed, babe."

Flustered, I pulled on underwear and a bra (a matching purple set) and a sweatshirt and leggings. I grabbed some random shoes and slid them on, looking over to Michael. He was biting his lip. "Perfect," he mumbled. I rolled my eyes, opening my mouth to retort.

My words turned into a gasp as he swept me off my feet and flew out through the window. I pushed him away and flew out farther. "Dont scare me like that!" I hissed. He shrugged. "Sorry. But you dont even know where we're going."

I sighed and flew back over to him. He smiled and wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me close. "Ahh, thats better. Now anyways, where were we..."

He flew to a house with a balcony and landed on it. I looked up, it was amazing. Like a manor, it loomed amongst the brightly colored homes surrounding it.

Michael grabbed my hand and pulled me inside the room. I looked around. The inside was totally different from what I thought it would be. His room was like any normal teenagers; a TV, video games, random posters. Not something you would expect from a vampire.

Michael pulled me onto the bed and I laughed as he smooshed my cheeks together. "Stooop babe. I dont wanna laugh."

He rolled his eyes and pulled me closer to him, kissing my lips firmly. He started to move his lips onto my neck, sucking and biting on it slightly. Im pretty sure I got a few hickeys.

I grinded my hips against his, feeling his member harden beneath me. He pulled off my sweatshirt and moved his lips to my chest, sucking and pulling at my breasts. I moaned lightly as he cupped his hand around one, massaging it roughly.

"Mm, Michael baby don't stop," I whispered. He suddenly stopped and smirked at me, making me pout. He rolled his eyes and pulled off his shirt. "Its hot in here," he mumbled. I giggled. "Or maybe you're just hot."

He grinned at me. "This is why I love you. C'mere."

And so the rest of that morning consisted of us having sex, and pretty hard, too. Lets just say that morning was definitely not PG-13.

I rolled off of Michael and panted, exhausted. Michael wrapped his arm around me, pulling me close. He kissed my hair, breathing in deeply. "I love you baby." He murmured against my temple. I smiled sleepily. "I love you too. Can I sleep for another 100 years?" I asked, rolling over.

Michael sighed. "No princess, you gotta get up. Come on." He said, nudging me. I groaned. "Nooo, let me sleep God dammit."

Michael chuckled. "Fine, I'll let you sleep for a couple hours. 'Night, Lori." I smiled. "'Night."

A Couple (Short) Hours Later

I woke up to Michael shaking me gently. "Rise and shine, Lori, its like twelve pm." I groaned and threw a pillow at where his voice was coming from. "Gooooo awaaaay Mikeeyyy." Michael picked me up. "Come on. I'll let you wear one of my t-shirts."

My eyes shot open and I scrambled away from Michael, digging in his drawers. I pulled out a black sweater and beamed.

Michael shook his head. "Thats not a t-shirt, but okay." I grinned and pulled it on, also pulling on my leggings and shoes from earlier. I finger-combed my hair and yawned, stretching. Michael came behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist, swaying slowly.

Then there was a thud at the window.

As I looked over, I saw Luke lying on the balcony.

"Well, we've got company. Could've at least called first."