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I finished up the last of my makeup which consisted of mascara and baby lips.
I grabbed my black vans, maroon vans sweatshirt and backpack before heading downstairs,
As always, I was the last one out of the house.
It's been a week and a half since I had dinner with Derek and his family.
And the stuff that his dad said that evening made me happy,
Made me feel some type of way..
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"Derek give it back!" I laughed.
"Nope," he simply said.
I groaned and kept jumping on my tippy toes for my wallet,
"If you don't give it back I'm not taking you to McDonald's," I warned.
"Fine!" He gave in.
He handed me the wallet as we walked inside the McDonald's.
"Hi welcome to McDonald's, what can I get you today?" The guy asked.
"Umm two chicken nugget kids meal with one vanilla milkshake and a McFlurry," I said.
"Okay your total is $12.69. For here or to go?" He asked,
"For here," I answered.
He handed me a receipt as Derek found us a place to sit,
"Thank you," he mumbled.
"No problem," I answered.
"After this are we studying at my place?" He asked.
"Well by study do you mean making out till your dad gets home like last time or actually studying?" I joked,
"Well I meant the first type of studying but we can do a mix of both options," he laughed.
"I'm down for the first option but this time let's play video games," I suggested.
"I will actually fuck you up in Call of Duty," He said.
"That's a fucking lie. I'll eat your ass in that game," I joked.
"Fuck you won't," he said.
A lady gave us a dirty look, recognizing what we just said in front of her son.
The server brought us our food and and drinks as we snickered,
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Derek and I ended up going back to his place but instead of playing video games we were making out in his bed. Again.
I was underneath him with our tee shirts tossed halfway across the room,
I held his waist and his neck as he kissed me passionately.
He started to kiss my neck,
I stopped him for a second,
"Wait are we--" I started.
"No! I mean no but we can if you're ready," He suggested.
"No! I mean yes. I mean yes I'm ready but maybe we shouldn't?" I questioned
"Yeah waiting sounds like a good idea," He breathed.
He continued kissing my neck and nibbling on my sensitive skin,
I moaned lightly in his ear as he kissed the bruises on my collarbone.
I arched my back a bit and continued grabbing onto the back of his pants,
He hissed in my ear and nibbled on my ear lobe before kissing my lips again.
"Ready to get your ass eaten in Call of Duty?" I mumbled,
"You're not gonna beat me and put your shirt on so I can whoop your ass without thinking about what's underneath that bra of yours," he smirked.
I put on my tee shirt and admired the bruise on my neck before putting on the sweatshirt and joining Derek.
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Fanfictionreck·less ˈrekləs adjective (of a person or their actions) without thinking or caring about the consequences of an action. - - that's how derek was..