Maybe not everyone is as people make them out to be, maybe the pretty boy is just as kind as he is handsome, maybe he's more than what they stereotype him as
And maybe it's not just the popular girls he can fall for
Maybe he's romantic, and maybe h...
(So I deleted the chapter before this because it made me uneasy, so let's just pretend that I didn't write it at all and that we skipped that part and went straight to now)
Ondreaz
"Round two?" I ask, smirking. She blushes.
I don't know how long we went for but afterwards she lay sleeping in my arms.
I set an alarm, two hours of sleep which gives us three hours until birthday party to get ready.
I kiss her forehead, drifting off into slumber as she lays peacefully in my arms.
(A/N y'all can put together what they did :) ————— Graces point of view
An alarm clock chimes and I cuddle closer to my pillow. Hmm it smells nice.
Wait, this pillow is harder that I remember. I open my eyes to meet a sleeping ondreaz, cuddled close to me, my arm wrapped around his torso and my head lay against his large chest. It was hard and smoothe as I ran my fingers over it.
Realizing we were both completely naked, my cheeks heated furiously. I remembered what we had done. My heart started thumping out of fear and I clung onto him tighter, my fingernails digging into his skin. What if we was just like Cole?
Cole
Just his name brought fury to my tongue, remembering how he touched me, how he made me touch him, shove him down my throat and then having to wipe his tip against my entrance.
He never penetrated though. I was glad for that.
"Babygirl?" Ondreaz says in a sleepy tone. His voice was laced with groggy undertones that lead me to believe that he probably slept well. He pushed me away slightly to look at me
I clutched tighter, my breathes becoming ragged and sharp, my chest heaving up and down so hard I didn't even know what was going on.
"Hey, hey, hey," Ondreaz mumbled, kissing my temple and bringing me back towards him and laying my head on his chest. He whispered calming words and sweet nothing in my ear as my breathing slowed.
He wasn't Cole, he would never be Cole, I would never let him be Cole. "Thanks, I'm ok now" I managed to press the words out against his chest. "We should get ready for your party" I said.
He reluctantly let go of me and I went to go get ready.
A shower, forty five minutes worth of makeup, clothes and then 20 minutes to do my hair I was done. Ondreaz has gone home to get ready a little while ago.
I looked myself up and down in the mirror, giving myself approval
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And sitting in my mini Michael Kors backpack was a swimsuit
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