"Mmm" Tristan said as his underage girlfriend ,Makayla, kisses his neck. "Damn girl u know just what to do to make me put my controller down." He gives her a seductive smirk as he puts his custom ps4 controller down and moves toward her. Makayla already heated whispers "no, sit down" she pushes him back in his seat as she climbs over the chair and straddles his lap. Tristan, now heated as well, lifts her shirt and send passionate kisses up and down her perfectly toned belly. The sight of her perfect body must've made him more excite because Makayla then jumped and giggled at the sight of Tristan's boner. "U gone do sum thing about that?" he says with his perfect senior voice. She gets up slowly as if nothing has happened and starts to exit. As she leaves Tristan slaps her behind and says "why u always teasing me..?" He bites his lip. He follows her to the kitchen where things start to get heated. "Maybe it's because it's fun to see you get heated, and even funner to f*** you after u can't take it anymore." She walked her seductive walk over to the counter in which he followed her. He grabbed her hips and pulled her towards him with great force. He picked her up and put her on the counter. As he was sliding her skinny's off, she was tugging at his red NC State until he pulled it fully off. They then began kissing. Before you know it there was a trail of underclothes and things that had been knocked over during their entanglement that lead up to the guest bedroom where they both lay. Makayla turned towards Tristan and kissed him. He returned the romantic gesture and they continued to intertwine tongues. This wasn't just any make out session. They had feelings for each other. They both knew it was wrong but couldn't help but to indulge in each other's bodies. Tristan was damn near 18 going to college and was living on his own and Makayla was still living with her grandparents and still hadn't even turned 16 yet. This was not how they planned it. He was just a plain old high school student and Makayla was nothing but a sophomore. They were about ready for round two when Makaylas alarm had went off. "Ugh it's that time again" she said solemnly. Tristan rubbed his eyes stressfully and grabbed his clothes and put them on. As did Makayla. Tristan went and started the car as he waited for his underaged beauty to gather her things. As she opened the garage door to leave she caught a glimpse of Tristan crying. This made her heart sink because hadn't seen him shed a tear since his aunt passed. She snuck up to his car and opened the door. He peeked up and tried to quickly wipe his eyes but it was too late. "Tristan what's wrong..?" He looked up and lied "nothing I'm fine, u ready to go..?" She rolled her eyes knowing that he was lying "no not until u tell me what the hell is wrong with u" Tristan showed signs of anger "I said I was fine now u gotta get home" his voice softened towards the end of his sentence. He started the car and they left for her house. The car ride was only about 30 minutes but seemed like forever because of the awkward silence. They pulled up to the usual spot and Makayla got her bookbag and began walking home. Tristan got out and quickly grabbed her, giving her a quick kiss on her neck.
MAKAYLAS POV
As I walked off I could tell there was something wrong with Tristan. Her had this look on his eye and a weakness in his kiss that made my heart sink. I arrived at my house and opened the door. My grandparents were watching tv as usual and I walked straight back to my room. I opened my book bag and was started my homework. Well at least i anticipated on it. The fact that Tristan cried at the house and the barrenness in his kisses showed me something was wrong. Even though I knew he wasn't my boyfriend or anything but I still cared about him. Dare I even say love. My mind was going crazy just thinking about him. My train of thought was interrupted by my grandmother or as I call her mema, telling me dinner was ready. "I'm not hungry" I snapped. She looked as if she was going to say something but didn't. I pulled my books back out and once again attempted my homework. I just couldn't concentrate. I put all my books away. Maybe I needed to take a nap. Stretched out and covered up yet I still couldn't sleep. I had to find out what was wrong with him. I called his number, no answer. I left my room to get something to eat. I fixed my plate and headed back to my room. I ate half of my food and laid down. He'll be alright I guess.
TRISTANS POV
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