sex addicts [michael clifford]

14: jump in the fire

after much arguing between michael and his parents over getting in a five and a half hour car ride with two so-called strangers, they finally let him go.

throughout the whole drive, ashton had successfully convinced devon to cram michael into the backseat, where he couldn't move an inch without hitting his head on a piece of luggage. every once and a while devon would twist around and give him a quick smile, to which michael would halfheartedly return.

and michael had to watch ashton attempt to flirt with devon as she pushed him away uncomfortably, and this made him scoff silently every time. a small part of michael was pleased when he saw ashton get rejected, especially by devon.

when they reached cape may, they stayed in a previously reserved hotel room, which made michael roll his eyes because it was as if ashton knew devon would agree on going. "the room only has two beds, so michael can take the couch," ashton explained as they made their way up to the room. but michael heard him mutter "or the bathtub" right after.

later that night, ashton was busy preparing for the huge party that he had came here for while devon and michael sat and waited. devon chose to wear a tight black dress that showed off her curves and light makeup, while michael simply didn't care how he looked. ashton, however, was close to having an asthma attack.

"what do i wear? which looks better with these jeans? or should i go with a sweatshirt, because it might be cold?"

"well, it is a bonfire," michael pointed out, pursing his lips. "if you ever get cold you can jump in the fire."

ashton laughed humorlessly while devon came close to choking on the water she was sipping from. "nobody asked you, clifford."

and with that, the three of them went to the beach bonfire that was supposed to have "all the hot girls, michael. you could get laid or something." ashton didn't wear a sweatshirt, much to michael's amusement.

"stay with me," devon whispered in michael's ear as she grabbed onto his hand. ashton guided both of them through the crowd, trying to grab devon's free hand but only getting rejected yet again.

michael never went to many parties. he didn't like the idea of a party atmosphere being "find the closest female to you and fuck her". ashton, however, got lost in the crowd somewhere, clearly having a great time and forgetting about devon and michael altogether.

so the pair decided to wander off closer to shore, where the music was only a quiet soundtrack to the crashing of the waves. they sat with their toes in the sand in the dark, and the only light they saw ahead of them was the moon's reflection off the water.

"i'm sorry i dragged you here with me," devon said finally, breaking the silence and lifting a half empty cup of beer to her lips. "i know how much of a suckish time you're having, but i just didn't want to be alone with him. and i knew he would make me go one way or another."

"it's fine. it's actually kind of pleasant here. the beach feels nice and our hotel is fancy. they have those packaged soaps and everything, you know? don't feel bad. as long as he doesn't try to pull any moves on you," michael joked, slinging an arm around her shoulders.

at this moment, devon was grateful that the darkness hid her otherwise evident blush. "if he does, i'll probably kick him in the balls or something." they laughed together like old friends as the night grew older. "i don't love him, you know."

michael gave her a curious look, but a small smile creeped on his face. "yeah, i know."

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this was so bad wow ok

tryouts are almost over and i'm pretty sure i either made the jv or varsity squad woo

that's good for a freshman right

anyway thanks for 10K votes and 100K reads omg i cried :'))))