His lips felt so good against mine. I grabbed the back of his neck, pulling him closer to me and intensifying the kiss. Shawn, my boyfriend of 8 months, was over and things had gotten a little heated.
He pulled me over to the bed and laid down, me getting on top of him. I started grinding my hips on his, while kissing nonstop. He moaned at the feeling, causing me to smirk because I love the way I can make him feel. I leaned down and sucked on his neck, leaving a nice, red hickey. Shawn moaned again, only a little too loud this time.
Of course, being the stupid kids we were, we forgot to lock the door. Right as Shawn shoved me off of him, my dad ran in the room, an angered look on his face. "What is this, Y/n??", my dad screamed.
I gulped and was about to respond, when Shawn beat me to it. "I'm s-so sorry, sir. I never meant for this to get out of hand", he apologized, stuttering through it.
"This is unacceptable. I always knew he was a bad influence on you, Y/n! Shawn, it would be best if you left the house right now. And don't even think about ever coming back. You are not permitted to see each other anymore!", my dad yelled.
Shawn apologized once more before shamefully walking out. By this point, I had tears running down my face, caused by being angry and sad. My dad started to yell at me again, but I interrupted him. "Just stop dad, you've already said enough. Please, leave me alone", I begged. He left, still very angry.
I laid back on my bed, looking at the white ceiling, just thinking about all of this. The thought of not being able to be with Shawn made my heart ache. No more forehead kisses, no more bear hugs, no more baking muffins at 3 in the morning. Just thinking of this made me cry even harder. I snapped out of my thoughts when I heard my phone buzz.
Muffin Boy: I'm so sorry, babe. I promise that no matter what your dad says, he can never keep me from seeing you. I love you too much to just let this go. I'm sorry
Me: I'll try to knock some sense into him. I love you too, baby.
