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by hipsterlarents

by hipsterlarents

((Please read the A/N note on the bottom after reading, oh, and *WARNING; SEXUAL CONTENT* thnx luv u))

"C'mom Michael... I can feel your heart racing." Stacey whispered, palming Michael through his jeans.

'No, no, no, stop!'

"Touch me Michael," Stacey demaned.

He was pushed up agains the -know closed- door, Stacey's lips sucking harshly on his neck.

Roughly grabbing Michael's hands, Stacey places them on her breasts, rubbing and squeezing them.

"Michael, fuck me!" Stacey yelled, getting frustrated with Michael.

His eyes were wide, looking around the room. Pushing Stacey calmly, he shook his head.

Disapointed, Stacey starred up at Michael in confusion.

He walked over to her desk and got out a pen and paper.

Please, stop.

He wrote, showing Stacey.

Angry yet embarrassed, Stacey nodded, standing up before sitting back down.

Then, she started crying.

Awkwardly looking around, Michael hesitantly sat next to her, which resulted on her to immediatly wrap her arms around Michael.

"I-I just... feel so alone, you know?" Stacey sniffled, continuing on her crying.

'You have no reason.'

Instead, Michael just nodded.

"I want t-to feel c-c-cared, Michael." She whispered, wipping her tears away.

Nodding, Michael pats her back.

A few, quiet, minutes pass and Stacey stays in her position, clinging on to Michael.

"I'm so glad I met you." She whispered, before finally falling asleep.

Trying not to wake the obnoxiously snoring teenager, Michael stood up, making Stacey plop back on the bed, still asleep.

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A/N: Woah this chapter was srsly short, but anyway, I've got to say stuff. I have now gotten a cast and Im on my phone so I dont know how to propperly put it up, so I'll put it here :p. So yah. Here it is;

Liana Liberato= Raelynn.
Michael Clifford= himself(not famous)
Ariana Grande= Stacey.
Jai Brooks= Noah.
Ashton Irwin= himself(not famous)
Alexis Knapp= Emily
Aiden Lovekamp= Jax

lol I even got a person fo Jax. Im that kind of person.

jana ××××