Sexting || 5sos.

Chapter 11

After everyone went home, it was just me and Michael.

We were in his room at the moment just sitting there.

"Today was so weird." He said, breaking the silence. I chuckled and nodded.

"So what do we do? Do we actually date or...?" I trailed off.

"If you want to. But if we do, it can't break our friendship if we break up. I really like you as a person and as a friend and as something more. That's why I agreed to do this." Michael said.

"Oh hell no. This is not going to mess up our friendship when we break up because you have been the bestest friend I've ever had." I said laughing. "I promise." I said.

"So are you my girlfriend now?" Michael asked.

"Only if you're my boyfriend now." I laughed. Michael laughed and leaned over and started to kiss me.

We kissed for a while and then it got more intense.

As of now, I was on Michael's lap, straddling him.

I started to grind on him. He started moaning which made me moan.

"Oh my god." Michael moaned.

"What's wrong?" I asked, still grinding and now kissing along his jaw.

"You can't do this to me." He said picking me up and bringing me over to his bed. Yes, we were still on the floor.

He laid me down on his bed and whispered in my ear, "You can't do that to me kitten." and started leaving a trail of kisses down my neck and leaving hickeys.

"Nope." I said and got up.

"Baby what's wrong?" He asked.

"How will people know your mine if I don't leave my mark on you?" I said looking at the floor.

I looked up and walked over to him.

I sat on his lap again, feeling his boner under me so I started grinding on him once again and kissing down his neck, making sure to leave a couple hickeys.

"Oh shit!" I yelled. I had just remembered I told my mom if I was going to go out after school, I would call her but I never did. She must be worried sick.

"What's wrong?" Michael asked as I got up and started packing my things into my backpack and putting my shoes on.

"I told my mom I would call her if I went out after school and I never did. She must be worried sick." I said, running out of his bedroom door and down the stairs.

"Bye Mikey, I'll see you tomorrow." I said pecking his lips and running out the front door and running home.

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As I got home, I ran in the front door, looking for my mom.

I found her in her room with her head in her hands.

"Mom I'm so sorry I didn't call. I just remem-" My mother cut me off.

"Oh my god! You're okay!" She yelled, running up to me and hugging me. She pulled away and looked at me.

Her eyebrows furrowed. "What the hell is on your neck?" She asked loudly, getting Justin's - my brothers- attention.

He ran into the room and leaned up against the door frame.

"Justin leave" I said sternly. He just laughed.

"Andrea Rose Hills. I do not want to ask you again." She warned me.

"It's a hippie." I said so quietly, You would've thought I said "hippie" instead of "hickey".

"A hippie?" My mother asked. See?

"A hickey! Okay?! It's a hickey! There's also more than one!" I yelled and turned around to leave but saw Justin standing, shocked but also trying not to laugh.

"Who gave them to you?" My mom asked.

"I'm not telling you." I said, halting my steps.

"Yes you are." My mother said while my brother stood in front of the door, making sure I don't get out.

"My boyfriend did." I said and pushed Justin away from the door and walked out.