Yeah. It's really short. I'm bad at filler stuff, so I just kinda jumped to what I wanted to happen. wewe still get the cute Tegan/Chloe stuff and the cute Ryan/Chloe stuff.
This one also isn't as funny, I'll try and keep the hilarity going though.
Enjoy; I suppose.
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“Come on!” I grab Tegan’s hand and pull him.
“How have wewe been?” I question. “I feel like I haven’t talked to wewe in ages.”
“Oh... wewe know,” Tegan turned away from me a bit. “Same old, same old.”
“How are wewe doing with that chick in our history class...?” I ask. “What’s her name?”
Tegan chuckles, “Julia?”
“Yeah. Her.”
Tegan bites his lip, “I asked her out. She rejected.”
“Oh... I’m sorry to hear that.”
“It’s okay,” Tegan pauses. “What about you? How’s the cover-business?”
I feel my face grow hot. “It’s good,”
Tegan sighs, “Why don’t wewe actually sing in public? Instead of just posting covers of songs on your Youtube channel? You’re talented, Clo.”
“My amounts of subscribers seem to disagree.”
Tegan rolls his eyes, “Whatever,”
Tegan and I walk beside one another, talking and laughing. We approach the mall and almost instantly go to the Starbucks (I can’t resist a nice, cold iced capp).
“So,” Tegan smiles at me. “Are wewe planning on going to Nikki’s party tonight?”
“Shit!” I complain. “I totally forgot! Ugh... Nikki will kill me if I don’t show...”
Tegan chuckles, “Plus; wewe have your-ever-so-important trig test tomorrow?”
I push him gently, “Shut up! I’m not that bad at trig!”
“Sure,”
I roll my eyes, “What am I gonna do? I can’t-NOT study, but Nikki’s parties are legendary.”
“Tell wewe this,” Tegan begins. “We both go to the party, then I help wewe cram before the test tomorrow.”
I grin at him, “You’re the best friend a girl could ask for.”
“And you’re the best friend a guy could ask for.”
Later the night I arrive at Nikki’s house. I knock on the door and standing there is head-bitch herself, Nikki.
“Chloe,” Nikki smiles, “Nice to see you.”
“Nikki,”
I step inside the door and Ryan immediately comes forward. “Hey,” He kisses me hello.
“Hey babe,” I respond to the kiss. “Come with me to get a drink?”
“My lady,” Ryan offers an arm.
It’s only within a few hours that I find myself drunk as hell, having the best night of my life; dancing with Ryan.
I press my body against Ryan in a flirtatious form of dance, he doesn’t seem to mind. “You’re soooo hot right now, and you’re eyes... they’re like little sapphires.” I comment.
“You are so drunk!” Ryan laughs.
“Me?” I reply. “I drank less then you!”
Ryan smiles and turns from me for a sec, “Hey, meet me upstairs, will ya?”
Ryan leaves the floor as I feel my face grow hot. I turn around, unsure what to do. Is he about to propose what I think he might propose?
I walk up the stairs and into a bedroom; Ryan sits there, on the bed.
“Ryan...” I grin.
He grabs my hands and pulls me towards him, “This way... we’re alone.” He places his lips on mine and we kiss... and we keep kissing.
“I upendo wewe so much,” I say between kisses.
“Uh-hm,” Ryan murmers.
We make our way over to the bed, my body on juu of Ryan’s. We keep kissing... edging towards a full-blown makeout, “You’re an amazing kisser, wewe know that?”
I laugh, “I learned from the best.”
Ryan sits up, confused. “Since when were wewe kissing other guys?” He jokes.
I push him down, “Oh! Shut up!”
“I upendo you...” Ryan jokingly pleads.
I kiss his lips as our passions grow deeper; he slowly moves his lips down to my neck, while I reach for my shirt.
“Wait.”
I pause and look down at him.
“Are wewe sure wewe really want this?” Ryan asks. “We could always wait... I could get a hotel room, au something nicer than this.”
“I wanna do this,” I tell him.
“Are wewe sure Chloe? It is your first time after all...”
I put my finger against his lips, “I upendo you, zaidi than anything. I want this.”
Ryan grins and locks the door, making sure no one can interrupt us. He attacks me in a kiss, and we let the rest of the night fly kwa with our desires.
This one also isn't as funny, I'll try and keep the hilarity going though.
Enjoy; I suppose.
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“Come on!” I grab Tegan’s hand and pull him.
“How have wewe been?” I question. “I feel like I haven’t talked to wewe in ages.”
“Oh... wewe know,” Tegan turned away from me a bit. “Same old, same old.”
“How are wewe doing with that chick in our history class...?” I ask. “What’s her name?”
Tegan chuckles, “Julia?”
“Yeah. Her.”
Tegan bites his lip, “I asked her out. She rejected.”
“Oh... I’m sorry to hear that.”
“It’s okay,” Tegan pauses. “What about you? How’s the cover-business?”
I feel my face grow hot. “It’s good,”
Tegan sighs, “Why don’t wewe actually sing in public? Instead of just posting covers of songs on your Youtube channel? You’re talented, Clo.”
“My amounts of subscribers seem to disagree.”
Tegan rolls his eyes, “Whatever,”
Tegan and I walk beside one another, talking and laughing. We approach the mall and almost instantly go to the Starbucks (I can’t resist a nice, cold iced capp).
“So,” Tegan smiles at me. “Are wewe planning on going to Nikki’s party tonight?”
“Shit!” I complain. “I totally forgot! Ugh... Nikki will kill me if I don’t show...”
Tegan chuckles, “Plus; wewe have your-ever-so-important trig test tomorrow?”
I push him gently, “Shut up! I’m not that bad at trig!”
“Sure,”
I roll my eyes, “What am I gonna do? I can’t-NOT study, but Nikki’s parties are legendary.”
“Tell wewe this,” Tegan begins. “We both go to the party, then I help wewe cram before the test tomorrow.”
I grin at him, “You’re the best friend a girl could ask for.”
“And you’re the best friend a guy could ask for.”
Later the night I arrive at Nikki’s house. I knock on the door and standing there is head-bitch herself, Nikki.
“Chloe,” Nikki smiles, “Nice to see you.”
“Nikki,”
I step inside the door and Ryan immediately comes forward. “Hey,” He kisses me hello.
“Hey babe,” I respond to the kiss. “Come with me to get a drink?”
“My lady,” Ryan offers an arm.
It’s only within a few hours that I find myself drunk as hell, having the best night of my life; dancing with Ryan.
I press my body against Ryan in a flirtatious form of dance, he doesn’t seem to mind. “You’re soooo hot right now, and you’re eyes... they’re like little sapphires.” I comment.
“You are so drunk!” Ryan laughs.
“Me?” I reply. “I drank less then you!”
Ryan smiles and turns from me for a sec, “Hey, meet me upstairs, will ya?”
Ryan leaves the floor as I feel my face grow hot. I turn around, unsure what to do. Is he about to propose what I think he might propose?
I walk up the stairs and into a bedroom; Ryan sits there, on the bed.
“Ryan...” I grin.
He grabs my hands and pulls me towards him, “This way... we’re alone.” He places his lips on mine and we kiss... and we keep kissing.
“I upendo wewe so much,” I say between kisses.
“Uh-hm,” Ryan murmers.
We make our way over to the bed, my body on juu of Ryan’s. We keep kissing... edging towards a full-blown makeout, “You’re an amazing kisser, wewe know that?”
I laugh, “I learned from the best.”
Ryan sits up, confused. “Since when were wewe kissing other guys?” He jokes.
I push him down, “Oh! Shut up!”
“I upendo you...” Ryan jokingly pleads.
I kiss his lips as our passions grow deeper; he slowly moves his lips down to my neck, while I reach for my shirt.
“Wait.”
I pause and look down at him.
“Are wewe sure wewe really want this?” Ryan asks. “We could always wait... I could get a hotel room, au something nicer than this.”
“I wanna do this,” I tell him.
“Are wewe sure Chloe? It is your first time after all...”
I put my finger against his lips, “I upendo you, zaidi than anything. I want this.”
Ryan grins and locks the door, making sure no one can interrupt us. He attacks me in a kiss, and we let the rest of the night fly kwa with our desires.
