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Seeing a green haired boy next to me, I nearly wet my pants.
I looked down.
Kidding. I'm not wearing pants. Fuck.
I slowly slipped out of the bed to find my clothes strewn across the room. I picked them up and slipped them on. When I slid on my jeans, the apex between my thighs ached. I snatched my phone from my pocket.
Eight new text messages and four missed calls, all from Johnny.
From: Dumbass
where the fuck are you
From: Dumbass
are you hooking up
From: Dumbass
GET YOUR ASS HOME
From: Dumbass
we have a fucking gig tonight you'd better be home
From: Dumbass
i will go on stage without you
From: Dumbass
DAMMIT JUST CALL ME
From: Dumbass
I will call you regardless of whether you're with a dude or not
From: Dumbass
JADE
I groaned and quickly dialed Johnny's number, slipping out the door of the unknown room.
Johnny picked up after three rings. "Where the hell are you?"
"At a party," I whispered, close to tears.
"Jade," Johnny said, hearing my sniffles. "Why are you crying?"
"Johnny," I murmured. "I think I just lost my virginity."
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little drummer boy : ash : on hold
Fanfiction//in which a boy who likes drumming meets a girl who likes drumming//
