#andrew;closed

[miscreatiions-blog]

{ sociophobist }

“and then my bike broke so-” He stopped mid sentence, the cigarette burning out in between his index and middle finger was flicked on the butt by his thumb, the ashes fluttering on the wind as his sight stopped on the red haired female who leaned down to peck his lips. “ah yeah-! Corbin! That’s Hailey, we’re kind of going out now.” Andrew pointed out, presenting his new catch to his best friend. Thinking about it, they probably have been together for a month or two by now, but that was pointless, right? He had just forgotten to mention. Whenever he’s around Corbin, they just seem to have more important things to talk about than his love life.

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in the closet.

{ bitchcraftys }

“i’m not fckn’ wasted, Lily.” Yes, yes he is. Either way, his hands are around her hips and he was on his knees, lips brushing against hers. The space in between them was just too small, or so he’d judge a closet, but where else could they hide to do such sinful acts? Andrew was nicely taken by her best friend, Rebecca, and they were going strong but- Lily was right there. And she smelled so fucking great.

His hands slid to her thighs, and he wrapped them around his hips to make both more comfortable, leaning down to kiss her neck and jaw, so very tenderly. Lips grazing her ear. “I know you’ve been wanting me, babe, and now I want you. I want you. I want you.” Persuasive, that he was, and he was not ashamed of admitting it either. Mixed with Alcohol, he was a perfect Don Juan.

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It was one of those awkward moments, when you were to hang out with a friend and he brought someone along. Although the other person didn't seemed half bad. Even more when Matty left them both alone. Andrew glanced over. "You're Jamie right? It's cold today, isn't it?"

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"The sun ain't up, it's fucking freezing. You better give me a really, really good excuse as to why I'm here for you, princess"