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His words have always held authority over my mind, reeling me in like a hidden fishing hook ready to pierce the top of my mouth.
The way his fingers would trace up the line in my tights underneath my skirt, delicately and curiously inching close...
absolutely NO slut shaming our Amy, got it? sincerely, the psychotic author <3
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(4621 words) "and darling, you're so pretty when you scream my name you're so pretty god, I crave your taste."
Amy ౨ৎ
This isn't just a couple people. It's a fucking party.
The music vibrates lowly and the room is a dark crimson red, smoke dances in beautiful swirls on the ceiling. Val's hand is gently holding my own as she pulls me along towards the kitchen, walking past a group of guys from our school.
A random anime playing on the TV in front of them and they all have their eyes glued to the screen like children watching Blues Clues. Niall is right behind me, hands gripping my waist as he makes a face to any of the guys who dared to look up at us.
Niall is very protective of his sister and I, obviously.
He leans into my ear and breathes against the shell, a small chuckle lacing his words. "They think they have a chance with you, do they?— Or are you still mine?"
I turn my head, holding back a laugh as his lips graze the side of my nose. I smirk up at him with Val leading the way. He's drunk, I know that from his touchy hands and bold words. "Val's,"
"Amy, you were mine first." He reminds me, squeezing my hips gently and I roll my eyes at him while looking forward again. "Don't forget that,"
I got a text from Louis about ten minutes ago saying he'll stay at the house until I get back. He also reminded me to text him whenever I could and to watch my drinking, he sounds like Val when she goes on a break from drinking but it shows that he cares. I let him know that there was nothing to worry about and that I was taken care of, hopefully he isn't too angry at the change of plans tonight.
"Okay! What are we drinking first?" Val cheerfully sits herself on the table that is littered with colorful plastic cups and bottles of alcohol. I set down my own bottle and the bottle of Pepsi Niall got me.
"How about I stick with my Malibu and you drink whatever the fuck you want." I smile, unscrewing the cap to the bottle and Val bites her bottom lip, eyeing me like a vulture.
"You're looking very hot tonight babe, who helped you pick out that outfit again?" She licks her teeth, blonde hair trailing down her face and neck as she waits for me to praise her ability to style.
"Oh, it was my sexy best friend." I chuckle, pouring myself about three shots into my cup while Niall lays his head on my shoulder to watch me. "Seriously, she is the hottest bitch you'll ever see, she almost turned me gay."
