Torn

Callies POV

I sneak back in my window, as quietly as possible. I'm trying to be silent so Sara won't make a big deal, but she's already awake, with her arms crossed and staring me down.

"Er. Hello." I grin.

"Did you get some?" She smiles.

I laugh, "No, Sara."

"Mhm. Then why are you coming home in the morning?" She smirks.

"We didn't do anything, mum." I roll my eyes, "Seriously. We just hung out and then fell asleep."

"Did you smoke?"

"Weed." I smile.

"Oooh he's a weed guy." She sits up.

"Yeah, get this he got expelled from his last school from setting the gym on FIRE."

"He's perfect." She whines. So is Calum.

"Right." I grin.

JESS'S POV

I just made out with Ashton. Fuck.

MORGAN'S POV

I wake up to Michaels bright, sunshiny room. My head is on his bare chest, our legs tangled together. This is normal. He groans sleepily, and reaches over my body for a pillow, that he throws at the window, making the blinds clap together. When that doesn't get rid of the disturbing light, he rolls to face me, away from the window, rolls me over as well as wraps an arm around me, pressing me up against his naked body. Mmm, damn I want him again. It's only been technically six hours, and yet I still crave him. I turn over to face him.

"Hey," I poke his nose.

"Don't." He mumbles. His eyes are closed and his voice is deep and raspy. Just makes me want him more.

"How tired are you?" I ask. His opens his eyes slowly.

"Huh?" He smiles. FUCK. ME. literally.

"How tired are you?" I ask again. This time it's more soft and quiet, and I inch closer to his face. My eyes to from his lips to his eyes. He smirks.

"Not that tired anymore." I get closer to him, my hand on his cheek, and start slowly kissing him. His tongue moves in perfect sync with mine, as he slowly repositions himself over me. Each kiss more rough than the last, each one with more hunger. I'm already wet for him. My lips wander from his lips to his neck, and I start sucking, leaving marks already. His hands trace my body. Michael runs his lips down my body, until he reaches my vagina. He hasn't even done anything yet and my eyes are already tight shut. The first thing he does is deeply, but fastly swiping my clit with his tongue, which makes me let out a desperate gasp for air. He smirks against me at this. I swear, his tongue has completely covered everything.

"M-Michael, come on." I moan. He gets the message,and repositions his perfect for over me, and without any warning, he thrusts into me. I moan again. After a couple times, he's practically slamming himself into me. I scream out in pleasure. Ash is used to it, he probably won't care. Every time Michael hits my G spot. We both start breathing pretty heavy, and come undone at the same time. He lies down next to me.

"So," He pants, "Why'd you want to know if I was tired?"

I smile and push his hair back "You have sex hair." I laugh.

"Nuh uh, you do."

"Liiiees." I say, getting dressed. He does the same. I walk out into the kitchen, and am greeted by an angry looking Ashton.

"You. We're. So. Loud." He huffs.

JESS'S POV

I keep debating in my head whether to text Ashton or not. Probably not, right?

ASHTON'S POV

WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED WITH JESS LAST NIGHT. I usually don't spaz out like this, it's, just, she's different. Good different.

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