c/eleven. pillock

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pil·lock
ˈpilək/
noun
a stupid person.

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Waking up next to Josh was a feeling I'd never forget.

And about the sex? Once was never enough. Four times was more like it.

I'm incredibly sore.
But I don't regret it at all.

I smile to myself as I remember yesterday's events. It really is sort-of cringy to think about what I had to do to get him to sleep with me, but I'd do it again over a million times for that aftermath.

I can feel Josh besides me, moving as he began to wake up. He's quite the stretcher.

He opened his eyes and I was happy to notice that they moved towards me, displaying a gentle glance. "Hey there." He smiled at me, moving closer to me and wrapping his arm around my waist.

I blush due to his proud smile. "Hey, J." I smile.

He moves my bangs out of my face and tucks them behind my ear. "How are you feeling?"

I quietly chuckle because of that typical gesture, but I decide to let it slide. "I'm sore as fuck."

He laughs. "I'm sorry, I should have been more gentle."

I shake my head. "No, it's fine. I liked every minute of it." I blush, yet again. A very unlikely thing for me to do.

Josh chuckles. "What has gotten into you?" He
says, his chuckle dying into a smile.

I shrug. "I guess I've never met someone like you."

He furrows his eyebrows. "I don't think I'm that special."

I roll my eyes. "No," I slightly laugh. "I mean, I've only met absolute cunts so far, and you're the only one that's not."

"Oh." He nervously laughs.

I smile at him, but my gaze is startled when my doorbell rings.

I quickly get up and put some clothes on, and Josh does the same, just in case.

I walk up to the door. Josh sits down on my couch while I'm on my way to answer the door with a smile on my face.

"Brad?"

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WOOPS HAHA FILLER CHAPTER, see ya next time

- Vi

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