Guys My Age >> h.s
'Th-these violent d-delights -" I stuttered out the famous words to the play, gripping tightly onto the hem of the table cloth as Mr Styles slipped one more finger inside me, making me gasp and squeeze my thighs close on instinct as confused murmurs of the parents seated in the hall began to arise, Mr Slovinksi frantically whispering my lines to me from backstage whilst I tried to ignore what was happening between my legs.
Taking a shaky breath, I opened my mouth once again to say the line when, suddenly, I felt the warmth of his sinister tongue swirling around down there, causing me to buckle out of my seat and let out a very loud 'F#CK ME!' instead as everyone in the audience gasped and leaned back in horror, leaving an awkward silence to descend down on the packed gymnasium.
I huffed and looked around at the sea of terrified faces staring back at me, blowing a stray curl off my forehead as my chest heaved up and down in exhaustion before whispering breathlessly:
"-will have violent ends."
In which a sexually awkward teenage girl falls in love with her best friend's father.
(Entered into the Wattys2017)