~chapter fifteen~

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warning: light mature themes ahead

Milah's POV

I stood by the door in my room, simply watching Jared who was tucking himself into my bed. I wasn't sure why, but he was. He looked extremely comfortable, and almost resembled a child which made me want to go over there and give him a huge kiss. 


"You're getting real comfortable there, eh?" I commented, chuckling. 


"Just figured that I might as well hide under your covers for when Daisy comes."

"Jared, she will easily tell that you're underneath there

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"Jared, she will easily tell that you're underneath there. No offence, but you're not exactly the smallest person in the world." I said as I walked closer to him, eyeing him. There was clearly a lump underneath the bed so she will very clearly see that he's there. 


He widened his eyes and gasped dramatically, sitting up quickly. "Excuse you!" He sat there, looking at me, until a smirk hit his face and I knew exactly why. "Actually you're definitely right, I'm not at all the smallest person in the world. Quite opposite, if I have to say so myself." 


I practically choked on my own spit as I heard him talk not so subtly about himself, always shocked at how forward he can be at times. 


"Wouldn't you agree?" He asked me as I walked closer to him until I was standing right beside him. 


I raised an eyebrow, before crossing my arms and pretending to think. "Hmm... I'm not sure, Mr. Leto." I said in a teasing tone, a small smile creeping up on my face. 


"Oh yeah?" He asked, making me nod. Suddenly he grabbed my wrist and pulled my down onto the bed, flipping over on top of me in a matter of seconds. "Need me to remind you?" He asked, his face inches away from my own as he held my wrists firmly above my head, his legs in between mine. 


"I don't know, Jared. I think you're just going to embarrass yourself." I said with a smirk on my face, knowing that it's getting to him. 


"You're really in a brat mood, aren't you?" He asked, making me nod my head without hesitation. "Alright then." He then slipped off the bed and pulled me forward so I was standing up, before he sat down and pulled me down once again, but this time so that my stomach was on his lap and my ass was up. Suddenly, I felt a hard smack followed by a stinging sensation, making me bite my lip and hang my head down, waiting for the next one.


"Do you know why I'm doing this right now?" He asked, following the question with another hard smack, making me let out a groan. 

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