College students Dakota, Connie, Sonny and Shelly all meet a group of boys who just so happen to be the friends of Sonny's boyfriend.
Vincent Byers isn't the type of person Dakota usually gets along with, Vincent isn't the friendliest and mos...
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irl| vincent
Max insisted on throwing a party tonight so here I am at 2am while there's still music playing and people drinking in our apartment; trying to get Dakota to go to fucking sleep.
She laid face down on my floor, her cheek smushed against the wood floor as she mumbled the song playing in the house.
"Alright, let's go," I said; hoping she'd get up.
"Can't move," she mumbled, "stuck here. you gotta help me," she said.
"I'm not picking you up Kota, get up," I groaned.
"Pretty pretty please, cherry on top," she whined; lifting her head up as she rolled over onto her back.
I rolled my eyes as I leant down to grab her hands; gently pulling her up before she laid herself in my bed.
I quickly slid my shirt off and laid next to her; her immediately wrapped her arms and legs around me.
I usually don't like much physical touch but I didn't want to move. Her head on my shoulder, I really didn't have anything to complain about.
dakota
head hurts, limbs hurts, what did I do last night? I fluttered my eyes open to the sun peeking in through the curtains, that's when I realized Vincent had his face buried in the crook of my neck. Am I surprised? Kinda, he usually doesn't like when anyone touches him, but maybe it's because he's asleep?
He did it unconsciously.
But still I studied the way his arm was around my waist and my legs were tangled with his.
I don't know why but my hand hesitantly started playing with his curly brown hair, it wasn't long but it wasn't short. I twirled his hair and ran my fingers through it, jesus what's wrong with me? I suddenly i pulled my hand away from his head, we're friends- not even friends, I tutor him and we have mutual friends.
"Why'd you stop," his deep raspy voice mumbled against my neck.
"You don't like it when people touch you," I replied in a whisper.
"Yeah but not you, don't stop," he said; his lips pressing against my neck gently.
I bit down the smile that took over my lips.
"We're just friends," I said.
"Just friends," he repeated.
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connie! 🐞replied to your story!
connie! 🐞 WHAT WHERE R U?!
dakota! 🤠 still at the guys' apartment
connie! 🐞 IN VINCENTS ROOM?!
dakota! 🤠 yup, just friends
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