《Only mine》T h i r t y - f i v e
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Hazel Williams
Honestly, just fuck my life, I was about to get fucked, and then! "We have school today." Like shut the fuck up I really don't care.
I groaned standing up but then I remembered something.
"Shit, isn't the spring formal thing today at 05:00?" I looked at him, he looked at me, I looked at him, he groaned falling on the bed and stuffing his face with covers and blankets.
"I don't have a date, cause you, dumbass didn't ask me. I might ask Luca, he's cute." I looked over at him, smirking slightly, his head peeking out of the covers and his mouth formed into a frown.
His hand reached out to me, grabbing my throat, but not harshly, but yet enough for a turn on
He pushed me onto the bed, his eyes piercing into mine, his lips forming into a slight smirk, while his hand tightened its grip on my throat.
He leaned in, his nose brushing against my hair as he opened his mouth.
"He is not cute." His lips brushed against my mouth, I felt him bight my earlobe and a breathless moan came out of my mouth.
"Where is my corsage?" I asked barely holding on right now, if I wanted not to orgasm it would be easy, but fuck the things he does.
"I'll buy you thousands." He said as his lips brushed against mine, I melted into his touch and kissed his lips softly.
"Wear something nice, not something that will make me want to fuck you all night long, love." He took a second "Although, the second option feels a little better." He left me there, smirking with a victorious grin on his face. Holy motherfucking cows flying on the air, where did I get this luck?
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I shook my thoughts away, making my way to my closet to look at all of the things Ella bought me, wait when ware his parents coming back, tomorrow? My eyes stopped at a dark emerald green skin tight dress.
It was beautiful, the sliver ornaments flashing through the dress, and the piece of the dress on the floor so I don't look like a whore in a tight dress.
I looked at the time, 10:52. So we don't have to go to school today because of the formal, we only have to go to that? Nice!
Well, I'll just chill around and try to build a social life.
3 hours later
So I'm done with euphoria, and it's 2: 30, better get ready.
I rushed to the bathroom undressing myself and hopping in the shower, my hands rubbing the shampoo on my hair and body.
Once I was done, I shaved my legs and hopped out, the water dripping down.
I took a hair dryer and started to dry my hair, that took a lot of time, because once I was done, it was 3:15, I brushed my hair and the curled it with a curler, my hair now resting right above my breasts.
I did my makeup, red lips and a natural look.
Time for the dress, 4:43. FUCK
"Hazel come on!" Jaces voice was heard downstairs and I immediately hurried up, my hands ruffling against the dress putting it on.
Heels! Fuck I need heels! I grabbed my golden heels and slipped them on, immediately after grabbing my purse slipping my phone, charger, little mirror, pad in any case, lipstick and money in it.
(Just the makeup, not what she looks like)
"Hazel!" I rushed out of the room making my way down the stairs.
I stopped at the beginning of the stairway, slowly walking down.
"Holy fuck."
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Bleeding Hearts
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