The 1975//Smut
Where I write all my dirty thoughts because they're too much for my "innocent" mind to handle.... YEAH RIGHT! Aaahaha. // Requests open - State who with and how ya want it // I'M NOT EVEN SORRY
Where I write all my dirty thoughts because they're too much for my "innocent" mind to handle.... YEAH RIGHT! Aaahaha. // Requests open - State who with and how ya want it // I'M NOT EVEN SORRY
"You're a good girl, do you know that?" He exhaled deeply with a disbelieving smile, pulling me to lie next to him. "Which is probably why I find you so hot. Those innocent eyes, fuck. I was done for. I always have been." "You don't mean that." I laughed, clambering beneath the sheets. "Ah, always so skeptical. But...
All it takes, is 1 digit from a phone number to be typed in incorrectly, replaced with another, and you find yourself speaking to the wrong person. But for her, It couldn't be anyone better.... If he admits to who he is and she believes it. // This is going to be dorky as hell! - I guess that's a warning. // Yes the...
WARNING: This story contains explicit sexual content. Not recommended for precious little eyes. Please remember to practice safe sex always and don't fall in love with boys like Matty. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ...
Like basically if Matty was in a John Hughes movie. Cliche teenage scenarios and a lot of fun. I promise.
"Can we be alone?" He says. And, of course, that's all I want.