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    Will You Let Me Love You? – (Chapter: Chapter 1: Introduction)

    "I’m cold."

    "That’s your problem. Now shut up. This is the good part." I waved her off, referring to the beauty I liked to call Megan Fox. She was about to kiss the blonde chick in Jennifer’s Body. And I was not going to miss a second of it.

    "Aaaaashhhhhh. Why is it always so freaking cold at your house." she whined. I rolled my eyes.

    "Speeeeence, why must you complain so god damn much." I replied, mimicking her. She just pouted and wrapped her arms around herself, trying to get warm. I took pity on her, she was just too cute. "Come here, you baby." I teased, holding my blanket up. She grinned and scooted next to me, wrapping the blanket around herself, in turn making the blanket slip off of me. I shivered. Wow, it really was cold in here. "Heeeeey, I said come here, not take the fucking thing." I grabbed it from her and covered both of us up.

    "Thank you Ashleyyyy." She grinned, leaning her head on my shoulder.

    "Shut up, I told you this is the good part." I mumbled in response, trying to hide the smile in my voice. She just laughed and turned her attention to the screen.

    "Holy shit." I heard her whisper as the two girls on screen finally locked lips. I stared as well, wide-eyed, as they fell back on the bed, their faces practically glued together. I’ve seen this movie what, like six times and this scene never fails to turn me on. I felt Spencer’s cold hand brush across my thigh accidentally and I let my hormones imagination get the better of me, closing my eyes and imagining that hand on my-

    "Wow, you’re really gonna fall asleep? After you just witnessed Megan fucking Fox make out with a girl?"

    My eyes flew open. "Huh, what, no. I wasn’t asleep. Just.. thinking." I mumbled. That was lame. But what was I supposed to say? ‘Oh, sorry, just imagining fucking you.’ PSH. Yeah. Very likely.

    "Well stop thinking. You looked like you were dead." She stated, turning back to the movie. I rolled my eyes again and focused on Megan’s boobs. Mmm. They were nice.

    "She is so hot." I thought out loud.

    "No shit Sherlock. It’s Megan. Fox. She’s like the epitome of sexy in case you haven’t noticed."

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