seven eleven ∞ m.c.

twenty one

idk a little smut maybe?!

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everything was going well, except for the fact that michael is again, focused on his music and lauren thinks he is ignoring her. she's sitting at seven eleven, just to sit there and think.

it's coming a thing now just to sit outside of this place. it's mainly where her and michael shared funny and personal memories, and where they first met. "laurie, what's wrong now?" michael's voice whined, as he got out of the car.

she didn't even realize he was pulling up. "nothing, i just took a walk."

"there's something wrong, you can tell me." michael sits next to her, wrapping his arm around her waist.

"i know you're going to be big in music, i know it, but it feels like you're ignoring me."

"lauren, we just talked about this not too long ago."

"not too long ago i wasn't your girlfriend, and i am now and you're giving me the least bit of attention."

"you can't except me to put you before everything. i mean yeah you should have my attention but you're not my highest priority right now." michael rushes, his attitude rising because of lauren making a big deal out of nothing. "im at the studio with the guys trying to write songs, and im trying to write one for you. do you know how difficult this is?"

"no-"

"exactly!"

"im sorry." lauren apologizes in a soft voice, not liking the fact michael had started yelling. "don't yell anymore, i don't like it."

he sits quietly next to her, running his fingers through his black hair. just as he was about to stand up, lauren grabs his hand. "you're mad at me now, aren't you?"

"i've got an attitude, but im not mad at you anymore." michael grumbles, lauren following behind him.

she pushes him on the car, kissing his lips. his arms fly around her waist, wanting to pull her away because he didn't want to have a make out session. lauren presses her body against his, her hips moving in a circular motion against his. michael groans in her ear, "lauren, stop."

the more she did it, the more michael became sexually frustrated. he grabs her waist, switching their spots so she's pushed up against the car and he's taking over.

his right hands massages her breast through her shirt and bra, her little teasing moans making him turned on even more. "you've got a choice, backseat or my bed." michael stares into her lustful eyes.

"bed. i'll get the condoms." she answers, moving away from michael, and running into seven eleven.

michael was sitting in the drivers side, pressing down on gas, hearing it roar since its in park. there was a knock at the window. "that girl you just had a public make out session with, she's a criminal."

michael looks over to the passenger side, his eyes widening at the old homeless looking guy. "how?"

"she stole from the department store i sleep by. she didn't get caught but i caught her. i should snitch to the cops."

"go ahead."

the homeless guy wobbled away, michael not scared because he can just bail lauren out with his leftover money from calum. lauren jumps in, staring at him. "did he snitch?"

"yes, but i don't care."

"he doesn't like me because as many times as ive passed him on the street, i wouldn't give him a nickel."

"seriously?" michael laughs.

once they arrive to michael's, the lustful tension seemed to be gone. lauren wanted it, she wanted michael to be her first, because she knows she loves him, she's just scared to say it. she's scared to even admit it to herself.

michael was scared to be someone's first because he can't even trust himself. they got to the bedroom, michael sitting down on the bed.

lauren removes her shirt, and pants, then crawls up to michael. "babe, i thought we weren't going to-to-"

her palming him made him lose focus, and he groaned a bit. the more rougher she got, the more michael got aroused. "come here," he pushes her to the bed, kissing from her neck down to her navel.

next was the underwear he removes with his teeth. the cold air hits her, making her shiver. "do you trust me, laur?" michael grabs her hand.

"yes," she gulps, michael ducking his head down to her lower part. when his tongue comes in contact, she starts moaning, and squirming.

michael grabs both of her hands to keep her from moving so much, and keeps his tongue moving. "michael," lauren moans loudly.

"ew shit, we can come back." ashton's voice was clear from behind the door, followed by luke and calum's laughing.

michael stops his tongue actions, licks his lips, and looks at the door. "im going to finish, then beat their asses for having a key to my house."

lauren nods, not caring. she's still taken aback by the pleasure michael has given her, and still is giving to hear. once she reaches climax, he kisses her lips down there, her belly button, back up to her lips. "get a shower before you come down." he says, going to brush his teeth.

once he finished, lauren gets in a warm shower, smiling at the thought of michael between her legs. "im gonna fucking kill you three!" she hears him yell followed by a stampede of footsteps.

"i love him, so freaking much."

a/n

ew i wrote smut was it good or nah bc im ametur at it omfg

adorable michael up top or to side bc sexual michAEL IS TOO MUCH FOR ME