Good Girl [Completed]

15.

Summer's pov

"WHAT!" my dad yelled.

"Shit," Xavier mumbled.

"Dad calm down," I said.

"Calm down. I come to see how you are doing and I see Xavier with his tongue down your throat," he said.

"You said you don't mind us dating," I said.

"Yea but that doesn't mean I want to see it," he said.

"You don't have to," Xavier said.

"What." My dad said.

"Nothing Mr.Diaz," Xavier said.

"Anyway Bently you said you have something for me." my dad said.

Then went into a room that was at the end of the hall.

"Well, that was awkward," Xavier said.

"You're telling me. I have to go back home with him." I said.

"Well I guess we can go pack your stuffie and clothes so you can go back," he said.

"Alright," I said.

Packing wasn't what we did at all. We'd go 5 minutes trying to pack and then go back to kissing. I wasn't complaining but I kinda am with the 4 new hickies on my neck.

"What the hell Xavier?" I said.

"You'd like to repeat that?" he said.

"No, but I have 7 hickies on my neck and you don't see the problem," I said.

" I don't really," he said.

"Well, I do. I see a long lecture for my ride home." I said.

"Good luck with that," Xavier said.

"This is all your fault," I whined.

"What am I supposed to do when we go back to school," I said. 

"I'm going to call Alisha. She can cover hickies. She does it after a night with Axel." I said.

"Lord I didn't need to hear that," Xavier said.

Alisha; Summer

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Alisha: Hey what's up

Summer: I have a problem

Alisha: What is it?

Summer: Xavier's a dang suction cup. I have 7 hickies on my neck. 

Alisha: Dear you are in trouble. Well, what's your skin tone? I'll pick some stuff up and come over before school tomorrow.

Summer: Thank you. You're a lifesaver cause Xavier seems to see no problem with it.

Alisha: Same with Axel. One day he wiped the makeup off my neck. I had to redo it.

Summer: Lord well I'll see you tomorrow

Alisha: Bye Summer

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"Found a fix," Xavier said

"Yea no thank you," I whined.

"Don't get bratty with me darling," he said.

"Summer it- oh my god," my dad said coming into the room.