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I pass the bench that held the flowers I planned on giving to Aliyah after practice. I grab them and head towards the bleachers where she usually is. I don't see her. I shrug as I walk towards the hallways where I now assume she is.

As I pass the bleachers I hear some sort of commotion. I see Aliyah and Tomas. 

 "...I RATHER BE WI-" she begins to yell but is cut off. Tomas grabs the back of her neck bringing her lips to his. I feel my world completely shatter.

She pulls away from him and turns to see me. I look at her, hurt clouding my eyes. I walk away dunking the flowers into a nearby trash can. As I walk down the empty halls my anger rises. 

"Louis!" she yells out. I ball my fist up as I walk into the boy's bathroom locking it from the inside.

I scrunch my hands hearing her banging on the bathroom door calling my name. What was she going to end the sentence with? Who would she rather be with? Was it Tomas? I feel my anger and sadness levels rise. I sigh as I stand up straight from leaning on the wall. I walk towards the door and unlock it before opening it.

"Leave," I say. She looked at me, clearly surprised before her facial expression changed to one of hurt. I wanted so badly to kiss her and tell her that it was all going to be okay but I didn't. I was hurt. 

"But Lou," she starts but I cut her off. It looked like she was ready to cry but I kept my stoic face. 

"I said leave," I said, turning to not look at her as I kept hearing what she was saying. Imagining what she was going to say.

She backed away and I watched as she walked down the halls. I sigh making my way to the boy's locker room. I get dressed before walking out to my car. I climb into my car throwing my bag in the back. My thoughts are clouded as I drive down the streets. I keep imaging the same scene over and over again.

I turn on the radio to distract myself from these thoughts but the song didn't help. Beyonce's Dangerously Love blared through my speakers and I quickly turned it off. I arrive home ignoring my brother and Fernando.

I walk upstairs and close the door. I walk into the bathroom and see myself. My face was red in anger and as the redness faded I began to look paler and paler. As much as I tried to hold it in tears came down my face. I wipe them off my face before turning on the shower. I was tired physically and mentally but I was hoping my homework will help distract me.

It, sure enough, did until I got to my algebra remembering that we sit next to each other. I couldn't help but feel a bubble of excitement before my mind was submerged into what-ifs. I do although finish the homework and shove it in my bag.

My phone dings multiple times.

Louis - princess

please talk to me - princess

let me explain - princess

please - princess

it wasn't what it looked like - princess

please text me back - princess

please - princess

It stopped there. It was very hard to stay mad at a person when their name on your phone is 'princess' but I couldn't bring myself to change it. So, I put my phone on my nightstand before turning on the tv. I found myself watching Lilo and Stitch. Why was I torturing myself like this? I knew this was her favorite movie. 

"Hawaiian roller coaster ride," I mumble. It was followed by a stream of curse words.

Aliyah.

She was all I could think about. Her smile. Her laugh. Her hair. Her jokes. Her style. Her kinks.

Just her.

I just want my princess back.

She hadn't filled a gap in my heart instead she pushed things aside and made her own space. I care about her a lot. It had been like a month and I'm sprung. She did something to me that I thought no one could ever do. That no one would ever want to do. Before her, I refused to defend myself but then she stumbled into my life, literally.

I do remember when we first met. I saw her crazy curls, and when she moved her hair, she was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. Her accent, her everything. I look at the time seeing that it was 5 in the morning. I lay back trying to soothe myself to at least sleep until 7.

That barely worked out but I woke up at 6: 30. I got at least an hour an half of sleep. I go towards my closet and begin to pull out some clothes. I yawn as I throw on some black sweats and one of my old hoodies. I then brush my teeth before pulling on socks an some Nike slides.

I see the bags under my eyes and pull on a pair of fake glasses before grabbing my backpack and heading downstairs. I brew coffee as I lay my head on the counter as I wait for the coffee to brew. It was now 7:00 due to the fact that I was moving incredibly slow.

I began to drink my coffee quietly. I walk up the stairs once more with the coffee in hand. As I look at the coffee it oddly reminded me of Aliyah. It was the same color, nice and brown. Okay what the fuck.

 Too bad it didn't taste like che-. I stop myself from thinking that before I grab my phone and my keys, down the coffee, and head downstairs once again.

I walk out of the house at 7:30. I drive to school in silence. When I walk into 1st period I notice that Aliyah isn't here although I don't know if it'll make my day easier or harder. I go throughout my day ignoring everyone around me more than usual. Marcus comes up to me at the end of the day and once again tries to harass me but I walk past him to my car driving home.

Once I get home I go straight upstairs doing my homework trying to cram in next week's work but I needed a ruler so I had to go search my mom's office for one. As I get up to go downstairs, I hear lots of commotion. I get downstairs only to see Aliyah being dragged away from Tomas who now has a black eye. He looks at me with a smirk. 

"Tell that bitch I said her ass look nice," he says. 

I find myself running towards him punching mindlessly until I hear a crack knowing that I broke his nose. Fernando pulls me off of him with the help of Hason. I struggle against them. 

He must have been out of his fucking mind if he thinks he's going to sit here, call her a bitch and talk about my ass. (a/n - 'my' 😉)

As I was dragged away from Tomas he sat there shocked at what I did to his punk ass face. I get pushed into the kitchen and they leave us most likely to ask Tomas what happened. Aliyah looks at me before walking over to me and intertwining our hands together. 

"Just let me explain," she says.

I looked into her big brown eyes crossing my arms before replying 

"Fine," I say. She sighs in relief. She begins the story with her getting stuck in one of her teacher's classes. Then she explained how Tomas pulled her behind the bleachers, and the kiss......

"What were you going to say?" I ask quietly as I put my head down. 

"What?" she asked probably not hearing me. 

"Who would you rather be with?" I asked. She's quiet before I hear a slam. I look up to see that she had slammed her fist on the counter before she started yelling.

"WHY IN THE FUCK WOULD YOU ASK ME THAT!? FOR ONE OF THE SMARTEST PERSON I KNOW YOU SOUND REALLY DUMB!" she began to yell at me. I look at her as my cheeks get red in anger. 

"THEN ANSWER THE FUCKING QUESTION ALIYAH!" I yell right back at her.

"NIGGA YOU!"

I get quiet, then suddenly I feel an ungodly amount of rage overcome me. So, I leisurely walk out of the kitchen as Aliyah tried to stop me from leaving. I see Tomas has an ice pack on his nose. Before anyone could do anything I give Tomas a right hook. Aliyah pulls me away from him and upstairs to my room.

"Louis it's okay, he ain't shi-" she begins but I cut her off. 

I grab her forearms before her pulling her lips to mine. I move my hands to her lower thigh. She wraps her arms around my neck before I help her jump up holding her against me.

To feel her lips on mine is a relief, to have her in my arms makes me feel alive again. My hands grip her ass as I fall back on the bed holding her tightly. Her hands make their way down and begin to remove my shirt. I let her and soon my shirt is off. I began to peel off her leggings. Along with leggings come her panties. I flip us before going down I began to kiss the sides of her thighs.

I then reach her pussy and kiss it softly feeling her shiver slightly. I then begin to softly swirl my tongue against her client, sending jolts of pleasure through her body. I take my hands and hold her legs in place. I love hearing the sound of her moan as I pleasure her.

I'm doing pretty good for only having watched porn twice.

I continue this as she jolts back and forth, from what I could see from the corner of my eye that she was clutching the sheet. I move one of my hands then, taking one of my fingers and pressing inside, and when as she lets out little moans, I push another one in along with it before I began to pump my fingers in and out, curling them making her back arch and legs clench. I twirl and twist my tongue against her clit before I stick my tongue out as she cums. It slides down her lips slowly and I lick it up, with me feeling her shiver at the stimulation from her now sensitive bud. 

Cherries.

I see her let go of her hold on the sheets as I raise my head up only for me to be brought up by her. Her lips meet mine as she begins to slide my sweats down. Soon they are down, and since I didn't wear any draws she reached down an grabbed my dick stroking it. I groan as she does so.

She removes her mouth from mine as she goes down. She begins to stroke my member and starts going faster, soon I am fully hard and she licks my member. Then she goes down an I groan. I am not one of them boys that brags about how big they dick is but, MY DICK IS BIG. So the question is.......

IS SHE A DAMN DEEP THROAT?!

She must of been because she was going all the way down with no trouble. I groan as my dick got tighter and tighter. I then feel her slow down. I throw my head back as my dick twitches and I cum. A groan escapes my mouth and I feel her tongue wrap around it once more as she licks it clean then swallow.

She gets up going to the bathroom ass just jiggling. I walk behind her pulling my draws up and walk into the bathroom with her. She searches through the cabinet pulling out some mouthwash. I raise my eyebrow looking at her from mirror view. She smirks in the mirror looking at me.

"Don't get me wrong, I like the taste but, I-" she stops herself as she downs the mouth wash and spits it out before she wipes her mouth with a paper towel before throwing it in the little trash can before turning around to me. 

"I just wanted to kiss you," she says. I smile softly kissing her on the lips softly. I found it little on the silly side because I wouldn't of minded if she kissed me before, but I didn't question it. I pull away sighing. 

"I'm sorry for not giving you a chance to explain," I say looking directly. She raised an eyebrow. She pointed at the bedroom before saying 

"Yea that was your sorry," she says. I chuckle at her kissing her on the neck lightly. I looked down at her before chuckling.

"Isn't that my hoodie?" I ask raising my eyebrow. 

"Uh no, it's mine," she says making me cross my arms and quirk an eyebrow up. 

"Fine, it's ours," she says. I just laugh at her bringing her into my arms snaking my arms down to her ass.

"You still don't have any panties on,"

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yeaaaaaaa i didn't want to write this on a Sunday

it's bad enough i don't go to church like that

*shrugs*

you know what i never noticed before...

you guys are really horny

like your comments just....