I awoke to the sound of my phone buzzing on my nightstand. I bolted upright and reached for it.
“What the fuck…” I mumbled as my thumb grazed over the answer button.
“I’ve discovered something,” Ansel’s voice came triumphantly through the receiver. “Shit, did I wake you up? Sorry, baby cakes.”
“Yes but you’re a cutie so I’ll let it slide.”
He chuckled.
“And stop with the names I’m starting to like them.”
“Why would I stop if you like them?”
I could practically hear the little shit smirking through the phone.
“What did you discover?” I asked.
“Go to the window in your room next to your TV. Did you ever notice it faces a window in my house directly?” I did as he said.
“Which room is the window in?” I said as I moved my curtains and looked out.
“My bedroom,” Ansel answered. He stood in front of the window, shirtless, and smiled deviously at me.
My cheeks heated up. “Convenient.”
“Mhm… Come over now,”
“Ansel.”
“What?”
“Remember what I said the other day? About hating when people tell me what to do?”
“Oh yeah,” he laughed. “’Don’t ever tell me what to do unless we’re in bed together.’ Is that a kink of yours? Angry, demanding foreplay?”
“Oh, absolutely,” I said softly as he laughed.
“You sound really hot so either come over or I’m dragging you over here.”
“Being dragged sounds fun.”
“Hadley, please I’m begging you, come over.” He pouted his lips at me through the window.
“Get on your knees,” I told him.
“You will be the death of me,” he said doing as he was told.
“Good, now say, ‘Hadley is the raddest person ever and I’m the luckiest guy ever to have her.’”
“Hadley is the raddest person ever and I’m the luckiest guy ever to have her. I mean that, by the way.”
I smiled wide. “I’ll be over in 10.”
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Hadley: An Ansel Elgort Fan Fiction
RomanceHadley Martin, a sassy, careless 15 year old with a gay best friend and a boyfriend. Ansel Elgort, a sexy, cheeky 17 year old with a crush and all the determination in the world. This is their story...