Waking up is the worst part of the day.... well unless you are waking up face to face with a gorgeous boy. His warm breathe gliding over my bare chest. His golden mane tossed around, but his face seemed to glow in the dimly lite room.Waves of pleasure were being washed over me when I realized that he was curled up against my body like a small koala. Was this the love that you read in fan fictions.
" Hey Spencer, we need to get up and go to school." I said shacking his shoulder.
"But I don't want to." He whined and snuggled further into my side, I had to hold back a moan, his pale skin brushing against my tan side.
" You have 5 seconds." I said pulling away from his side
1. He didn't move at all
2. He shifted in the bed, but still stayed asleep
3. Nothing
4. Still nothing
5. Thats it
I swooped in a threw his smaller body over my shoulder, his laughs pounding on my back with his tiny fists.
" Put me down!" Spencer screeched in my ear.
"No, we need to go to school and you are being lazy will make us late!" I yelled back. Walking into my bathroom I set him down on the counter. I started to brush my teeth when i heard little sniffles. Instantly know what it was I picked Spencer and gave him a big hug.
"Sorry Spenc, I didn't meant to scare you." I said looking into his eyes
"Its ok, i know you didn't mean it. " His hand messing with the hem of the sweater, eyes looking at the ground but I could still tell he was till crying.
"Go take a shower and I'll find some clothes for you to wear. Meet me down stairs when your down." I said giving him a gentle kiss on the top of his head.
Walking down stairs with Peanut in my arms, thinking about the past couple of days. Last night I yelled at him for the first time and made I'm cry and now I made him cry again. Why do I keep hurting his feeling?
Spencer comes down the stairs where some black skinny jeans and a twenty one pilots sweater.
"Why aren't you dressed we're going to be late for school?" Spencer asked with a tilt of his head.
"We aren't going to school." I stated
"Then where are we going?"
" Where ever you want to go." He smiled and ran over and gave me a hug, his head resting on my chest, he sighed look up into my eyes.
"Can we go to the park"? he asked sweetly
" Anything for you." I said with a small smile.
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Strings of my heart
Teen Fiction"Why do you tug at the strings of my heart"? Spencer Adams is a band geek. That just straight forward you would know he was gay. The oversized sweaters and love for makeup and his feminine figure that slays any woman. Jonathan Williams is t...
