Break up with your Girlfriend, I'm Bored; Z.H

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I winked at Zach, teasing him more and more before leaving to the kitchen. I had been testing him all night, waiting for him to confront me.

I grabbed another beer and started a conversation with a girl I knew from school. We chit chatted about different things until Zach interrupted us.

"Excuse me, can I borrow her for a minute?" He smiled at the girl who nodded in response.

He grabbed my hand a pulled me into a nearby bedroom. He leaned against the door and I sat on the bed.

"What's up Herron, other than your friend there?" I smirked.

"You can't just do that, I have a girlfriend," he said while sitting next me.

"Do what?" I innocently said before biting my lip.

"That! The winking, the lip bites, looking at me li-" he started before being cut off by a kiss.

"You're cute when you ramble," I grinned.

Zach reconnected our lips and we made out. His hands touched the zipper on my dress making me break the kiss and push his hands away.

"You have a girlfriend," I reminded him, "break up with her."

"It's not that simple. She just star-" he began but I cut him off again with another kiss.

"Do it and you can hit it in the morning, like it's yours," I smirked.

I fixed my dress and hair before leaving a very conflicted Zach on the bed. I left the party and went home for some sleep.
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I was laying in bed on my phone when I heard knocking on my door. I quickly got up, opened the door and was surprised to receive a kiss from an ecstatic.

"I did it! I broke up with her and now we can...continue what we started," he smirked before placing a kiss on my neck.

The door was closed and before I knew it our clothes were everywhere.

...
I smiled at the beautiful sight before me. I remembers our time last night and the time we had dated. But thinking of how his new ex was me made me frown.

Truthfully, I didn't want Zach. I knew it was wrong but I didn't want to be with him again. When he woke up we both got dressed.

"What does this mean?" He asked as he got his shoes on.

"I don't know," I truthfully answered.

"Did you miss me?" He questioned.

"No, I was bored."

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