Bobby Brady

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y/n= your name

l/n= your last name

WARNING: Semi smut and mention of mental issues (not trying to make fun of them!!!)

Aged up like 16 or 18.

What you're wearing:

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Your POV:
"Mum I'm ready, can you come pick me up?" You say into the receptionists phone. You needed to be picked up from your appointment. Yet again you had another useless psychology session. Yes, you were suffering from depression and nothing was helping. "Sure hunny, be there in 35 minuets." Said your mother sweetly.

You walked outside into the cold autumn breeze. It was 6:30pm and already dark. The roads were surprisingly dead. You sighed while looking around. The building was surrounded by grass. Trees on one side covering the mini hill. The main road outlining all of it. Being bored as, you crossed the road thinking it might bring some excitement, but it disappointed you yet again.

You finished walking back to the building and your mother still wasn't here. While walking back to the front of the building. You saw someone, someone very familiar. It was the bad boy of the school, Bobby Brady. The two of you were best friends in junior school. It was only in middle school where he found others friends and turned all 'bad'. Although you guys drifted away, he still acknowledged you in the hallway. You obtained a crush since middle school, and the feelings never really left.

Suddenly you had the courage to go up to him. You sat on the grass next to him, behind the final tree. Both of you said nothing but smiled. He was wearing this:

He broke the silence by saying "Hi y/n

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He broke the silence by saying "Hi y/n." He sounded sweet but tough at the same time. The sound shivered down your spine.  "Hey." You reply while leaning your head on his shoulder. It felt just like the old times expect for the fact that butterflies that were forming in your stomach. "Do you ever miss our friendship?"  "Of course I do Y/n, everyday." He says looking at you, taking in your beauty.

The two of you sat there for 5 minuets before he said "Y/n I really-" before he was cut off by your lips. A wave of courage over took you. He surprisingly kissed back with the same amount of passion. Both of you pulled away needing air. You needed each other. You kissed again using the same amount of passion. It slowly turned out into a make out session. Bobby flipped you over making him the dominant one. He soon travelled the kisses down your jawline to your neck sucking on your soft skin. You tried keeping silent but it was impossible, quite moans escaped your lips. You could feel Bobby smile while attacking your neck.

After leaving love bites on your neck he moved back to your lips attacking them once again. You wanted power. You wanted to be the dominant one. Not long after you flipped the boy so you were the one straddling him. Bobby needed air so he pulled away with a massive smile on his face. You wanted more, you wanted him. Yet again you attacked his lips with yours and continued making out.

Time passed and you were starting getting concerned that your mother would be here, so you separated your lips and smiled at him. Bobby looked confused, thinking he did something wrong. You got off him and stood up. He scrambled up as you walked away. "Y/n L/n you're such a tease!" He yelled playfully, followed by a chuckle. "Call me!" You yell back without turning back, smiling to yourself. Little did you know you left 'bad boy' Bobby smiling. This was the happiest you've been for a long time. Bobby Brady was all you could think about for the rest of the night.

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So this was based off a dream I recently had, although it was slightly different.

Sorry if this was crap!

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