joseph matthew birlem.
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-saturday, 11.43pm.
i drank up another few cups of tequila and vodka. i was so drunk.
i was at the counter when someone caught my eye.
is that...
i hiccuped.
no, it cant be her. i told her not to come.
i looked at the girl carefully. i shook my head and looked at her again.
it was someone else. i hiccuped again.
that girl then walked up to the counter at where i am and sat beside me.
"saw you staring" she spoke. you fucking wish-
"yea" i say. she bit her lips and grabbed my thigh as she moved her hand closer to my valuable treasure.
"wanna go somewhere private?" she offered.
i just nodded and got up. she got up too and we walked to a room. i wrapped my arm around her waist as we walked to the room.
she locked the room as we got in.
i laid in bed. she then took her cloths off and started to give me a lapdance.
i pulled her towards me and i sucked her neck. we then smashed our lips against each others'. she then pulled away and stared at my shirt.
i just shrug my shoulders then she started to rip my shirt open.
i just smirked and kissed her again.
i just tried to enjoy the moment until i didnt feel her lips against mine anymore.
then i felt something or someone sucking my neck.
i looked at her and pushed her off.
"wh-whats wrong?" she ask.
i death-glared her, "get out"
she started to wear her cloths and get out.
why cant i take my mind off of her? its not like shes thinking of me right now.
i groaned and slid my phone out of my pocket. thank god i have her phone number.
i went through my contacts until i found hers.
i then dialed her. i wrapped a pillow in my arms.
she didnt pick up until a few seconds.
"whos this?"
fuck. i miss her voice. the softness and everything abt her voice is perfect.
"hailey...." i say in a low, tired, deep voice.
"joseph?" ,fuck. she really knows how to make me irritated and annoyed. usually i hung up, but this time, i didnt.
"its joey" i say.
