Luke's POV
It's been a week since Meg's gave me her number, and we've texted quite a lot actually, not even about anything important, just stupid shit. I can't stop thinking about her. She's hot, like really hot and her having a twin makes her even more fucking hotter.
1 new message:
Meg: Luke?
God what is this girl doing to me? I feel like a twelve year old girl fangirling over one direction. Every time I see her name on my phone I feel like I go bright red.
Me: Yeah meg?
Meg: wanna hang out sometime?
fuckfuckfuck, I've had so many dreams about her and me. So many fucking dreams and god were they hot.
Me: You can come round mine later?
Meg: Cool, see you at 6
Fuck, yes. Meg's coming round in ten minutes and I will not be able to hold my dick in my pants. Shit. She's coming round in ten minutes.
I quickly jumped into the shower and washed my hair. I then blow dried my hair, put on some aftershave&cologne, put on black jeans and my you me at six shirt I brought from there concert and some black socks and put the box of condoms on the side.
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Sex addicts
Romance~It's even more harmless when you don't stick with the same person for more than one night~ contains a lot of sexual content, and strong language
