Golfing {16}

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Song: Sugar We're Going Down- Fall Out Boy (In honor of it playing on my local radio station when they normally only play pop shit)

I couldn't breath when it started playing and my mom asked me if I was okay and I couldn't even reply XD

Ugh, I am sorry for not updating sooner, I had this paper due in History and it was some shit that I did NOT want to do.

Doesn't he realize the only stuff I can write is fanfiction?! DOES HE WANT A PAPER ABOUT HOW HITLER AND STALIN WERE OBVIOUSLY IN A SECRET RELATIONSHIP?!

~Cry P.O.V~

Maybe I should ask Felix about yesterday...? No. He'll probably freak out or some shit like that. You know what? Fuck it.

"Hey Felix?" I asked, getting nervous. "What happened yesterday?"

He chuckled a bit before answering, "well, we drank some beers and you passed out. It was actually kinda funny."

Oh thank God. Maybe we didn't have sex. (A/N sorry if there was any confusion there XD It was Cry's dream)

"Oh, okay," I replied, turning back to the movie.

"BUT, you were making some weird noises in your sleep..."

Oh fuck.

"I-I was?" Damn stutter.

"Yep," he chuckled, "maybe some" -he looks at me and winks- "moans?" I feel my face instantly heat up. "What were your dreams about?" Felix asks, smirking.

"I-I do-on't remember..." I reply, feeling my face heat up a little more.

"Sure you don't..." That's the end of that.

I gulp down the lump in my throat and calm down.

~Felix P.O.V~

"Sure you don't..." I reply, turning back to the TV. Cry doesn't reply.

"Hey Cryyyy," I turn towards him. "I'm bored. Lets go do stuff."

He chuckles, "okay. How about mini-golf?"

I nod my head and rush to grab the keys.

I had just grabbed them when someone grabs my hand.

"How many times do I have to tell you, Felix?" Cry whispers in my ear. "Mine," he slightly bites my neck, which sends shivers up my spine. He skips out the door and to the car.

"Fuck me," I mumble to myself, as I walk to the car and get in.

"When and where?" I hear Cry ask and I instantly feel my face heat up.

"...lets just go..." I say quietly.

~AT DE GOLFING PLACE~

We get to the mini-golf park and get of the car. It is a very beautiful place, lots of trees and flowers.

"Wow, this is really pretty," I say.

"Yeah, I guess it is," Cry replies.

We get to the desk sign in (A/N Idfk how mini-golf works okay?), get our clubs and balls, and head out to the first station.

I set the ball down and line the club up with it. I hit it, but it goes quite a ways away from the hole.

"Dammit," I mutter.

Cry chuckles and says, "Alright, let me show you how it's done." He sets down the ball, lines the club with it, and gets a hole-in-one.

"Not fair," I whine, Cry just chuckles again.

I go to the ball and line up the club again.

"Here," Cry says, walking over to me, "let me show you." He wraps his arms around me and puts his hands on mine. His whole body is practically pressed up against mine and I feel my face heat up at the thought.

"Alright, feet like this..." He tells me how I my stance should be then finally lets me hit it (A/N I'd tap that). He doesn't move away from my body, he just stays there, pressed up against me.

I try to concentrate on the ball, but it's kinda hard when a hot guy is pressed up on you. I finally hit the ball and get it in the hole.

"Yay!" I cheer. Cry laughs at me but raises his hands in the air.

~AFTER DEY FINISH GOLF~

We walk to the car with our arms around each other shoulders. I climb into the car, Cry doing the same.

"Hey Cry?" I ask.

"Yessss?" He replies.

"Can we get some food?"

"Sure, but you have to pay because I won." He grins at me and I stick my tongue out at him. He rolls his eyes and says, "Real mature." We end up going to Arby's (A/N Pretty much only fast food place I like).

~Author's note~

I am so mad. I WROTE A LOT MORE AFTER THEY GOT TO THE GOLF PLACE AND WATTPAD FUCKING CRASHED! FUCK ME IN THE BUM

So, that is why it is so short. And sorry for not updating yesterday, I didn't get home until 4, once I got home I had to clean, then I went to a football game at 6 and didn't get home until 10. Oh, I was also super tired.

I'm trying to learn to play the first part of Welcome to My Black Parade on the piano but it isn't working very well considering my mom sold our piano 3 years ago...

I love you guys! <3 Stay classy ;)

-Unicorn

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