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Thirteen

Dan's POV~

After school I showered and threw on some fresh clothes. I stood in front of the mirror continuously fixing my hair and trying to hide the bruises. Deciding I looked as good as I was gonna get, I headed out. Once I reached Maxxie's house, I kept reminding myself I have a boyfriend. Phil is my boyfriend, I love Phil. I had that firmly planted by the time I knocked on the door, being quickly greeted by Maxxie.

"Hey, mate. How's it going?" He greeted me as he motioned for me to enter the house. It was an altogether cozy home, with simple furniture and a warm feeling. It had two floors but still wasn't particularly roomy, similar to mine.

"Uh, yeah, good," I managed to mutter out and I followed him up the steep stairs to his room

"Woah, you're room is pretty cool," I blurted out as I stepped in. i didn't have time to realize how random and childish it sounded, being met with blushing lights and posters of bands and male models everywhere. It resembled the rest of the home, being simple and welcoming, consisting of a full size bed with a simple blue duvet, fairy lights overhanging the bed to add to the flushed lighting, and a desk littered with papers.

"Yeah, thanks. Come and sit down and we can work," he said, patting the spot on the bed next to him as an implication for me to join him there. Joining another boy on his bed, you know how this is going to end up. I tried to push those thoughts from my mind as I took a cautious seat next to him. We began to do some real work for about ten minutes, talking about the assignment, receiving a few flirtatious looks from Maxxie, including occasional winks and him touch my hand a few times.

"Ugh, fuck this," Maxxie said as he dropped his pencil and fell back on the bed. I watched the pencil roll peacefully down his binder and onto the floor before listening to him speak again. "I'm tired of this fucking assignment, let's do something else," he said as he sat back up and looked directly at me. I swallowed slowly, praying he wouldn't do what I thought he would.

"L-like what?" I asked nervously.

"Well, I was thinking..." he trailed off before kissing me hard and passionately, his lips fighting for and gaining dominance easily. I pulled away quickly. This was wrong, I had a boyfriend. But then I took another look at Maxxie's wonderful illuminating eyes and soft lips, and couldn't help but lean back in and kiss him. It got more heated as he pushed me onto the bed and placed one knee on either side of my hips to he was straddling me. My mind went blank as Maxxie removed his shirt and then my own neither of us caring about my scars. He left a trail of kisses down my chest and stomach until he got to my trousers. They were removed swiftly along with my boxers, leaving me, for a moment, as the only one naked, left completely on display. He did the same with his own clothes before moving back to me, kissing me hard once again before moving down my body to my growing erection.

"Getting excited, are we?" Maxxie teased before moving his head down on me, bobbing up and down. I was immediately moaning loudly, bucking my hips up into his mouth. His tongue moved around me as he hollowed his cheeks, moaning around me and giving me more pleasure.

"Oh my fucking god," I said as I bucked my hips up again, feeling myself hit the back of his throat. Maxxie popped off and moved up my body, kissing me roughly while running his hands over my body. It wasn't until then that I really realized how wrong this was.

"N-no, Maxxie, this, this isn't right. I've got a boyfriend, I can't," I argued as I pulled away. I began to get up when Maxxie put a hand on my chest and pushed me back down.

"Come on, Danny. It's alright, it means nothing. It's just mindless,amazing, sex, yeah?" He argued back with a smirk.

"No, Maxxie, really, I can't, this is so wrong-"