Kisses.

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then he did the most amazing thing.

he kissed me. 

my breath caught in my throat and i smiled "wow. what was that?" 

"don't pretend you didn't know what that was." 

"i don't know what that was. could you do it again so maybe i can guess?" 

"and you say I'm desperate." 

"I'm not desperate, I'm just greedy." 

he laughed and hugged me "you're insane." 

"and you only notice that now? jeesh, you're slow." 

"did you just call me slow?" he teased, wrapping a strand of my blond hair around his finger. 

"i believe i just did," i said and kissed him hard. 

he smirked into the kiss and pushed me down on the bed. 

then he started tickling me, so i tickled him back. 

"okay fine i give up!" i whispered and hugged him. 

he hugged me back and we just lay there, talking about everything and nothing. 

*10pm*

"hey, whats your curfew?" i suddenly asked 

"10:30 on school nights...oh shit it is a school night!!!" he noticed 

"no shit, sherlock. it's 10 right now." 

"shitt. i gotta go." 

i sighed and grumbled about him being warm and comfortable. 

"sorry babe but i gotta go, rentals'll start whining. i would stay, though." 

"ugh fine. leave me then" 

"I'm not leaving you, I'll be back. what school did you say you went to again?" 

"sacred heart." 

"okay. see ya soon." he smiled and pecked my lips, before dissapearing out of my window. 

i sighed and lay down on my bed again, thinking of Max.

***

i woke up in the morning, feeling weirdly lightheaded. 

hmm, oh well. i shrugged it off as i straightened my hair and did my make-up. 

"Desiria, get your ass down here!" my mother screamed up the stairs. 

great. she's on a hangover. 

i pulled my uniform on, rolling my skirt up a few times, grabbed my My Chemical Romance messenger bag and jumped down the stairs "yes, mother?" 

"have you done your homework?" 

"why would you give a shit? apparently I'm a useless piece of shit like my sister." i snapped and showed her the bruise that was slightly visible under the foundation "yeah, you're so caring, mom." 

***

i sighed as i sat through the last lesson: Maths. ten more minutes. 

will this lesson ever end?

***i know it's shit but I'm dead tired...***

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