Touch Me, Don't Love Me // styles

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I've been asleep for a long time. I know this because I was awoken by loud music coming from the room across from mine. That means Lily's home from school.

I should go downstairs to make myself something to eat.

But when I opened my door I was stopped. Forgetting the emptiness I feel in my stomach.

Lily's door is wide open. Her room is a mess. Clothes everywhere and she's still digging through her drawer.

And she's wearing nothing but her underwear.

She probably didn't hear me open my door because of the loud song playing in the background.

I scanned her body.

Most of the time I only see her long legs because she's always covered in a huge t shirt.

But now I can see almost all of her.

How can she leave her door open like this. She knows I'm home. She should know that I might see her.

I feel my pants tighten.

So I continued down the hallway and downstairs.

How can I sleep tonight when she just gave me something to replay in my head.