Sex, Love and Drugs -DISCONTINUED-

Sex, Love and Drugs - Chapter Two

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Chapter Two

Soft snores echoed from the chest my head was laying against. Their chest moved up and down in a rhythmic pattern.  Twisting my body around, I was met with soft, black hair in my face. He had a soft smile lying on his lips as he continued sleeping. I slowly lifted my weight onto my elbow, laying sideways against his body. "Brandon," I whispered softly, nudging him in the side.

A loud groan bubbled in his chest before it came fully audible in the room. "Uh huh," He grumbled, grabbing a pillow and covering his face. The sunlight had yet to stream into my room. 

I sighed, standing up onto my knees. I placed my right one over his torso, making sure I didn't place all my weight onto him. Slowly, I placed more weight on him and put my hands on his chest. Carefully and slowly I moved my hands farther down his stomach and stopping at the top of his boxers.

His hands shot up and gripped my waist. Giggling, I removed the pillow from his head, seeing his eyes wide open with lust. "What the hell happened last night?" His voice was raspy with sleep. His fingers rubbed circles on my waist and I found it rather soothing.

I shrugged my shoulders. "Obviously some wild partying took place." I began, pursing my lips as I tried to remember last night. The beginning remnants of a headache began forming in the back of my head. "Somehow we got back to my house, though." I told him, looking around at my messy bedroom. Dirty clothes scattered to floor and posters of bands filled the black painted walls. "We did something last night though." I looked at him and wiggled my eyebrows before looking down at my body that was covered in Victoria Secrets black, lacy lingerie set.

As my eyes found Brandon’s again, I could only roll my eyes as his pupils glanced at every visible inch of my body. I slapped his bare chest, happy when I heard the resounding slap and the hiss of pain and cuss words exit his lips. "You got this last night," I pointed to my body. "No need to ogle all morning."

Brandon scoffed. "I've seen you run around in your birthday suit for eight years now, I've seen everything. Plus," In a swift movement, Brandon had me pinned down under him, his body lingering just inches above mine. The heat from his body radiated onto my skin. "I consider myself lucky; I get you when I want, I just don't have to deal with the broken heart."

I rolled my eyes, placing my hands on his toned chest and pushing him off me. He landed on the bed beside me. As soon as I stood up, my body was met with cold air. Goosebumps rose on my naked skin and I briskly turned back around to grab the blanket Brandon was no longer using.

"Get up," I demanded, glaring down onto him. More pain was beginning to set into my mind and I closed them tightly before gripping onto the door frame leading into the bathroom. "Unfortunately, I see school in our future."

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I stayed closed to Brandon's side as we walked into the school. The loud voices that filled the hallway were making my head pound even worse. I had placed large, black sunglasses over my eyes but they only slightly strayed the bright lights away from my heavy eyed. I wanted to collapse onto the ground in a heap of baggy clothes and sleep.