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Y/N is 17 years old soon to be 18 years old. she lives in LA , on her own . Her dad died in the military and her mom wasn't really around. Before LA . Y/N lived in Maryland with her grandmom who she loved sooooo much. Y/N always knew she...
Why does it feel like some one is staring at me . I then decide to open my eyes and I then see dean staring right in my face .
Dean: do you like the nacklace?
Necklace ?? I then look at my chest to see the necklace and also notice I don't have any clothes on but then quickly remember last night .
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Connected to a gold chain)
Me: this is .... beautiful . Thank you dean.
I then give him a fight hug and he lets go a bit and kisses me .
Dean: I think it looks nice on you.
I then chuckle a bit and pay back down.
Dean: oh yea one more thing .
Dean then whistles and crush walk through the door with a tray full of breakfast and sits it on the bed . In the pancakes it says - Be Mine ~ Please-
Me: yes if course dean .
Crush: awwwww how cute .
I then see a flash and notice jay with his phone .
Me: jaaaayyyyy .... no delete it .
Jay then laughs .
Me: I need you guys to st so out so I can get dressed .
Everyone then leaves out and I sit the tray of food in my nightstand . I then slip on some clothes .
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After I slip on my clothes I sneak out into the hallway and see jay standing up in the living room facing the window. I then run and jump on his back making him fall on the sofa and letting out a girlish scream. I then start to playfully beat him up.
Jay: heeeelllpppp..... heeeeelllllpppppp
Me: delete the pic.
Jay: neeeevvveeeerrrrrr.
Dean then comes and scoops me off of him as he's walking past .
Dean: the picture is cute let's keep it .
Me: dean ... the only thing that was on me was the blanket.
Dean: so it's not like anyone is going to see it.
Me : I guess ... fine
Dean then pecks my lips and puts me down on the sofa and hands me the tray of breakfast that was still warm .
