Fast times at Clairemont High

I woke up to the sound of my alarm blaring from upstairs, ugh! I heard Mike groan. "Seriously? Do you know how early it is?" Mike complained and I just laughed. Even though I was still super tired.

It was Friday morning and unlike the boys I did not have a hangover, I woke up downstairs on Mitch's couch. Mike was on the couch with me and Mitch in his bed. I don't remember much of last night after we finished the first two Harry Potters. I kind of remember texting Vic... Oh shit I should probably call Vic.

"Hey Mike where's my phone?" I asked.

"Do you have to be so loud?" He asked I sat up on the couch and leaned over him grabbed his shoulders and started shaking him. "Where. Is. My. Phone?"

"I don't know" He said half asleep still. I looked around and seen he was laying on it. "Mike sit up" I demanded.

"No I'm comfortable" He said. I reached underneath him and tried to grab it but he kept squirming. I sat on his thighs with one leg on each side, grabbed onto his sides and pulled him up to me.

"Isn't it a bit early to be getting frisky with me?" Mike smirked.

"I'm not getting 'frisky' with you I'm trying to grab my phone" I said trying to reach behind him to grab me phone but he grabbed my arms and held them above me.

"Mike seriously let me grab my phone" I said giving him a pout look, "For a price" He said.

"And what would that be?" I asked. "A kiss" He said simply.

"I'm not gonna kiss you" I said, he replied "then you're not gonna get your phone."

"Just one kiss?" I asked not seeing the harm in one kiss.

"Yes just one." I leaned in to kiss him on his cheek but he turned his head just in time. Next thing I knew we were in full make out mode. This wasn't like the kiss with Vic, this one was filled with more sexual intentions and with Vic it was more of a loving embrace that held my heart and soul.

My stomach was turning in knots and all I could think about in this moment was Vic, how sweet he was, how he had this very distinct smell, how his hands were so soft, and last but not least the kiss that could make anyone fall weak to their knees. The kiss that was filled with passion, not desire, love, not lust. The kiss that held so much more meaning than words can describe.

I broke the kiss and said "there can I have my phone know?" Mikes puzzled face soon broke into his I don't give a fuck look again and he said "Yeah what ever." He passed me my phone and I got off of Mike then headed upstairs to my bed room.

Notes

Short chapter... Just a filler for a drama starter