I didn't know what to think. So, I walked inside and literally just stood there for a few minutes. I contemplated taking a nap, eating, texting Summer or just ignoring everything for awhile.
I decided on getting my shit together for school Monday and getting ready work later. I finished writing my english paper, did laundry, and I was actually pretty productive until I heard my front door fly open.
" Honey, I'm homeee," I heard the annoying voice of my best friend say.
" Hey, Summer. How ar-.."
" I want eVERY SINGLE DETAIL. Right now. Spill it," She demanded.
I'll save you the long, intimate details of when Michael and I fucked, but Summer was very, very impressed.
" OoOooOoh. You're no longer the virginiest virgin to ever virgin! Congrats, girl," She smirked.
" Shut up, and help me," I whined.
"With what, boo? What's the situation?"
" The situation is that I have no motivation to get ready for work now. I'm so tired," I complained.
"Yeah, sex does that to you," She started laughing hysterically, as if me being tired from getting laid was the funniest thing to her.
" The fuck is so funny?" I rolled my eyes.
" I just thought you'd be a virgin until you were married, that's all."
"Well, yeah.. but nobody else thought that, did they?" I asked.
"Nah, baby. Everybody thought that," Summer sheepishly admitted.
"Oh god," I groaned, throwing myself onto the couch and burying my head in the pillows.
" Calm down, it's not like he's gonna tell anyone you guys.. ya know."
" BUT HIS BEST FRIEND KNOWS. WHAT IF HE TELLS PEOPLE? MY LIFE IS OVER," I, clearly, overreacted.
" Shhh, Ash wouldn't do that," She told me.
"How do you know Ashton?" I wondered.
" We used to have a thing..."
She proceeded to force ( *ahem*).. help me to get ready for work.
Work was a fucking drag. I couldn't focus, and I was still extremely tired.
I worked at a department store, so I was always reorganizing shelves, unlocking the dressing rooms, working at the cash register, etc. I was constantly busy.
At that moment, I was reorganizing shelves in the front of the store. It was extremely boring because barely anyone had showed up today, plus there was a ton of people working. I could have called off, and no one would have noticed.
"Hey there, gorgeous," A familiar voice called.
"Michael? What're you doing here?"
" I was about to ask you the same thing, but it looks like you're working," He smiled.
" Well, is there anything I can help you with?" I smiled back.
"Mmm, there's a lot you could help me with, princess," He laughed.
" Jesus, Michael. Not now," I whispered.
" Fine," He pouted," Then, why don't you help me find jeans or something."
I kind of liked where this was going.
"Okay, come with me," I said, leading him to the mens section and showed him where they were.
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Fanfiction"Daddy." " Yes?" Michael smirked. " I fucking hate this." " You'll get used to it. You'll have to because I'm not leaving you like I do with every other girl." " Why?" I said. " You're my princess."