"Whatcha looking at?" he smirks.

I curl my lips. "Nothing special.."

"Oh but I am." he jokes, I roll my eyes.

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"Hey, so my brother wants me home at 12, and you know I don't wake up before 2 pm. So I think I'm gonna save the trouble and go home now." I get up from the couch. He grabs my arm and I sling backwards landing on his lap.

"Stay?" He cocks his head.

"Fine." I groan.

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"Why are you groaning. I'm not that bad." he wraps his arms around my waist.

"You are pretty bad.." I growl.

"Did you just growl at me?" He raised his eyebrows.

"I might have. What do you have to do with it?" I smirk.

"Well that was towards me, correct?" he puts his face in the crook of my neck.

"Maybe." I get up from his lap, putting my phone on the speaker, the song playing 'Stay' by Henry Krinkle. I plop down, right back into my past spot, on his lap. I look at him, that's focusing on his phone. He licks his lips and the temptation is killing me.

I put my fingers in the belt loops of his skinny jeans, to get his attention.

"Such a flirt, huh?" he jokes, and grabs my hips, pulling me towards him.

"Bitch I might be." ()

I lean in to him, stopping right before our lips touch. I brushed my lips against his, and messed with his hair.

He straitened his lips, showing his dimple. He gave me the most irresistible look ever. His eyes, glued to mine its his move and he knew it. It was either he pushed me off or kissed me. He saw the look in my eyes, and he smiled, knowing I am basically hypnotized.

He crashed his lips on to mine. He lays his hands on my hips as I straddle his lap. He carries me to his room and we sit down. I grab him and put my lips to his. After, he kisses my neck, obviously making unneeded hickeys. But yet they were VERY needed. He started to take my shirt off

"Crawf-" I heard the doorbell. I just realized that the music was still blaring loud as shit. I put my shirt back on and I turned off the music, answering the door.

"What? This better be good" I glare at the 16 year old ringing the door.

"Hi!-" I lean against the door frame.

"Who's at the door?" Crawf comes out of his room, to having messy hair and a Wrinkled shirt.

I laugh instantly. So does the other guy.

"I'm Brandon. Yeah, my family told me to come over here and tell you guys to turn the music down. Or they will call the cops."

"Not the first time someone called the cops on me." i shut the door immediately. I basically attack Crawford, and he stumbles back into his room.

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For the first 30 seconds of the day, I didn't remember half of my life. Until I heard quite snores.

Crawford has his arm locked around me. Yep... I was naked. Crawford and I had sex... I checked the time, 11: 50. Shit. Somehow I broke free from Crawford, and tried to get up before falling straight down. Soreness.

I get the hang of walking, and i walk to Chris's room in a blanket, getting new clothes and changing in the bathroom. I decided I wasn't gonna wake up Crawford, so I left. Getting home by 11:57.

"Hey! Why are you walking funny?" Blake comes out of his room.

"Screw off." I do that thing where only the top left side of my lip was being raised. I go to my room when i got a text from Crawford.

'Morning. Why'd you leave so early?' -Crawfy

'Its 12... Max wanted me home.' -Me.

Crawford and I's relationship is weird. We broke up and we still act like a couple. Not to mention what happened last night. I needed time away from him.. A long time away from him.

'Did what happen, really happen?' -Crawfy.

I didn't respond. I couldn't.

"Eliana, honey!" my mom yelled. I stumbled down stairs.

"Yes?" I sit on the couch.

"We're moving! To California!" I practically sank to the depths hell.