My Fake Boyfriend.

Slamming my locker shut, Ty pressed my back against my locker. His hand was on the locker, leaving me imprisoned. "Kiss me." He ordered.

I widened my eyes, a pinkish hue easily visible spread on the bridge of my nose and cheeks, "W-what..?" I managed to stutter out.

"Damn, you're cute like that.." Ty spoke, leaning in closer to me. His lips were only an inch away from mine, his hot breath hitting my shuddering lips. My breath hitched in my throat due to the close proximity. Suddenly, Ty slammed his lips against mine, shutting his eyes. I refused at first, but soon gave in.

All eyes were on us. Ty pulled away after a few seconds, then looked back down at my lips. I cleared my throat, looking down at my shoes. Ty simply walked off, as if nothing happened. As soon as Ty left, slut-faced; ( and dressed, ) Trixie walks up to me.

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