hey guys, its colleen. i'm in the middle of midterms week right now, which sucks, but i know that doesn't make up for my absence on this book and my others. tbh i've just been coming on wattpad to read, not really to write because i haven't found much of a motivation, or ideas. but i promise you, i'm going to try harder to get some content out for you guys. ily💘💘
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(above is Kevin)
Lyra's POV
With Sammy's demanding kinky fuckery, i've come to the decision to play with him a bit. I'm going to pretend to want him, to lure him in, so much that he's practically begging for me. 'Why?' Might you ask? Well simply because i need a distraction, and i know Sam will be perfect for it. Evil me. little did i know, i'd be the one falling for him.
3rd Person POV
Lyra was sitting at her vanity, getting ready for the day. She started by putting on her foundation, mascara and lipstick. Then worked on her eyebrows, scaling for a brown, warm look. Last, she colored in her eyebrows, and plucked a few unwanted hairs.
In her closet, she decided on a brown and white theme for the day. She got out her brown timbs, white ripped skinny jeans, a black crop top saying Suck it, and her oversized brown denim jacket with white faux fur on the inside.
Lyra's POV (don't kill me for all the pov changes💀)
I sat on my bed, tempted to call Sam. It's still early though, he could be sleeping. I should probably wait....Ah fuck it. My hand grabbed my phone, faster than a bee burning on a barbecue.
I sat there, waiting for him to pick up, my heart racing a million miles per second. Why does he do this to me? Why do i let him? I started shaking my leg in anticipation, my hands also getting sweaty. Why is this so hard? I didn't hear the ringing anymore, he picked up.
"What did i do to deserve this nice surprise, Ms. Daniels?" He rasped in a sexy, husky morning voice. Fuck.
"I-I have a question for you?" I said, trying to sound confident, but utterly embarrassing myself in the end.
"And what might that be, princess?" He questioned. There it is again, Princess.
"I...meet me at my house in 30." I demanded.
"So needy..alright let me shower, i'll be there in 20." He said.
"But-" He hung up. 20 minutes....20 minutes!!! Fucking fuck fuck fuck.
Oh god, i gotta get ready. I need to look good, what if he doesn't like me in person? Fuck i'm overthinking.
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Texting Sam Wilkinson
FanfictionLyra Daniels has had interesting life from the start, always being shy and underappreciated. Only child with a Mom whose hardly home but still her best friend. Being taught from the start not to trust people with your feelings until you fully know...
