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Sarah and Andrew
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Oct 20, 2014 06:29PM
She shook in his arms. "Why- wh-wh-" she looked up at him.
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He slid his hands down her body. "You're just so beautiful, I couldn't help myself. I would've gone mad without seeing you again." His voice dropped to a whisper, him leaning into talk to her.
She whimpered softly. "You broke into my house..." She whispered, looking up ya him with scared eyes.
He cupped her face in his hands. "To see you. That's all that matters."
She bit her lip, panting lightly. She put her hands on his chest.
"Mmm… your hands feel good" he leaned in close to whisper to her.
She arched her back as he whispered in her ear. She let out a shaky breath.
He gently nudged her chin up, giving her a gentle kiss, his hands roaming around her body
She stepped back. "What are you doing?" She gasped, wrapping her hands across her chest.
"Making you mine." He stepped closer. "I'll go insane if you're not mine, Annalise. You're beauty is too intoxicating."
She looked up at him, shaking her head. "Please don't touch me like that.." She mumbled.
(OMG so sorry. I'll have it up tomorow I promise. My laptop keeps crashing so I'm on my phone right now.))
"I can't help myself. Youre like a magnet to my affections." He purred, getting close to her again
She looked up at him, whimpering softly.
He pulled her close. "Annalise. Be my girlfriend?" He asked her, kissing her forehead.
Her gaze turned toward the window, unsure of what to say.
His lips brushed her ear. "Make me yours."
She nods, afraid of denying him. "Okay..."
He smiled, a rarity. "Mm… finally. What do you say I take you out kn Friday night?" He asked.
"Okay..." She whispered, stepping away, thinking that he was going to leave.
(Lol could you gimme like a short description of him?)
(Lol could you gimme like a short description of him?)
(Longish blonde hair. Gray eyes. Talk and thin.)
He brushed a finger down her cheek. "And maybe come to band practice more often."
He brushed a finger down her cheek. "And maybe come to band practice more often."
She shook her head. "I don't think Dylan would want that."
He frowned. "You have to stop letting him control you like that." he said.
"You know what else you should do?" He asked her.
"You know what else you should do?" He asked her.
"What?" She whispered, her eyes widening.
"Go out in shorts More often.… maybe some lower cut tops?" He suggested. "Fishnet tights would be amazing too."
She shook her head. "That's not really my style," she said, gesturing to her closet, full of bright girly colored button downs and skirts and dresses.
"Then you should change your style." He said, his voice sharpening.
She whimpered softly. "B-but I don't think my parents would buy, let alone allow me to buy clothes like that..."
"They don't have to know. " he said. "and I'll buy you whatever you want, babe."
She blushed and looked down. "A-alright..." She shuffled her feet, backing away. "Uh, how long are you gonna be here? I have to get changed for school..."
He nodded. "As much as I'd love to watch you dress, I have school too."
(Sorry!i fell asleep)
(Sorry!i fell asleep)
She turned bright red, looking away. "Uh, I wasn't suggesting that..."
(Ugh lol OMG please tell mr I didn't miss you by thirty minutes DX XD )
(Awww I feel like that always happens to us :()
He laughed, stroking her cheek. "I'll be thinking about you all day"
He laughed, stroking her cheek. "I'll be thinking about you all day"
She bit her lip and looked up at him. She chewed on her lip, silent.
(XD XD XD)
(XD XD XD)
He trailed his hands down her body gently before stepping away.
She whimpered and wrapped her arms around herself.
He stepped away. "I should be going now." He kissed her cheek before casually sliding out of her window.
Se blushed and sat on her bed. "Oh my gosh..."
"Annalise! Come on, your gonna be late!" Dylan yelled through her shut door.
Dylan was impatiently waiting downstairs for her, texting his girlfriend at the same time.
Sat scurried down stairs. "Let's move," she grumbled softly.
He gently nudged her foreword. "What took you so long?"
"Couldn't find an outfit," she mumbled, not making eye contact. She hurriedly got in the car.
He rolled his eyes. "Girls and their stupid outfits." He grumbled.
She shuddered. "Just start the car, butt face."
