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A slow song came on we began to dance. We both leaned in and our lips locked. He pushed me against the wall. I ran my hand through his hair.

We were both really high and Began to get undressed. We didn't do anything but just lay on the floor. We finally got sober.
I stood up.

"I'm sorry! Look I should go," I put my shirt and pants on.
He grabbed my hand. He pulled me toward him.

Then he let go. I sat on his couch I watched him pull his pants up to his legs. He looked at me.
"I'm sorry!" We both said.

I looked away So did he pulled
His shirt over his head and sat next to me.

"We should go to sleep because we go to school tomorrow." He said.

He laid down I laid between his legs. I laid my head on his chest. I fell asleep quickly.

I Woke Up to being in Stanley's
Arms.
I Stood Up and grabbed one of his sweaters the only
None colorful thing. I pulled it over my head.

"Stan Let's go,"

I said he stood up slowly.
"We gonna take my Car? So we can drive to the bowling ally after?"
"I can drop you off." He nodded he began to change I waited upstairs.

He began to walk up the stairs.
"You're looking nice!"I said
"Thank you," He said
We got in my Car.

We drove to school.
Oh, and if you're wondering why my parents wanna kick my ass I poured my good on to of brad. He deserved it.

"About last night, "I said.
"It's okay we weren't thinking,"
"Yeah..."

We got out and walked inside. I saw Sydney with her friend. Stanly looked at her. I wish he looked at me like that...

The next few days my parents took my car away so Stan drove me but he began to talk to Syd a lot and hang I with her a lot so I'd end up at my house alone. Or sitting at his house alone.

I Hurd Stanley Walking down the stairs I sat there

"Oh hey, y/n!"
"You weren't at work today so I thought you were sick..."
"No, remember I can't get there because I don't have a car..." I scoffed.

He sat next to me. "Oh my god! Sydney and I had sex"
I felt angry I began to tear up.
"What's wrong?" hs said

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