fake boyfriend ↠ sam hurley

twenty

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i bent down, reaching into my suitcase to grab my outfit for the day. "bending down with no pants on, you're trying to hurt me." sam whines from behind. i stand up, shoving a strand of hair behind my ear.

"oops." i shrug.

his hands reach for the back of my neck as he smashes his lips with mine. i wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him closer to me. i pull away, a smirk on my lips.

"what are you doing?" he asks.

i shrug my shoulders, giggling to myself. i was about to give him a blowjob. i've never done it before, but i've watched it on pornhub with shey one night. i kneel down, my eyes not leaving his. his eyes widen, as a smirk takes over his mouth.

"i like where this is going..." he trails, looking down at me. i grab my hair tie, tying my hair into a messy ponytail. i instantly pull down his pants, my eyes leaving his and looking at the package in front of me.

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i sat down across andrea and chad at the beautiful cafe that was down the street from our hotel. i was getting major street car named desire vibes being here. i took a bite of my pancake, my eyes glancing over to my boyfriend.

i smile warmly at him, making him smile back. "i have a surprise for you, when we get back." he whispers in my ear. "more sex shit? y'all need to stop." andrea blurts out, causing mine and sam's eyes to dart over her way.

i raise an eyebrow, "who says we're talking about sex shit? i could be telling him a secret." i state, setting my fork down on my plate. i cross my arms into my chest, sam puts his right hand on my thigh.

i intertwine our fingers, my eyes still locked on my best friend. "whatever, anyways, i was thinking we could go to some kind of bar tonight."

i barrow my eyes at shey's suggestion, shaking my head. "not gonna work, considering we're seventeen not twenty-one. idiot."

she rolls her eyes, grabbing her wallet from her purse. she then pulls out her fake ID. "oh, yeah. i forgot about those."

last year, around this time; we got fake IDs. they were the smartest thing we've ever done, no one in our town cares enough to thoroughly check them. but, in our defense, they look very real.

my ID says i'm twenty-one, it's kind of scary to use in a different state. i hardly look over sixteen if we're being honest.

"what bar?" i ask.

"i don't know, theres one down the road. i figures we'd go there." chad answers. i nod my head, "i'm down."

sam nods from besides me, snaking his hand more up my thigh. "so am i."

i turn my head, glaring my eyes at him as i take his hand and intertwine our fingers once again. he stifles a laugh, pecking my lips.

A/N

hey bros :*

i know this chapter is pretty short, but i'll make the next chapter longer. do you guys have any ideas that i should add into the book? ik i did smut in the last chapter hehe, but i know some people don't like that, so should i not do that anymore?

also do we ship kylie and sam?

who's ur fav character