Don't Stand So Close To Me

I woke up to an empty room, the alarm clock by Frank’s bed read ‘2:54’.

“HOLY FUCKING SHIT.” I jumped out of the bed and ran downstairs. Not only was I late for school but school was already over. Who the fuck sleeps in till 3 o’clock?

“FRANK!” I yelled, my voice echoing off his walls. No response.

I ran back upstairs and grabbed his home phone, jabbing his number into the buttons.

Ring Ring

“C’mon.” I bit my lip.

Ring Ring

“Hello?”

“Frank! Where are you? Why didn’t you wake me up?”

“You just woke up? Shit Lana, you were fucked. I tried to wake you up but you were so high you couldn’t talk properly. I figured you would wake up sooner.” He sighed.

“Agh, It’s alright. I’d rather not go to school fucked up anyways.” I mumbled.

“Are you okay now?”

“I am. 100% sober.”

“Good. Do you remember anything?”

“Yes. No- Uh. Did… did you kiss Mr. Way?”

“Ah. So you’re back to calling him Mr. Way now? Yeah, I did. To get you to calm down.”

“Oh my god. You sound mad? Are you mad?” I started to panic.

“No- Fucks sake we already had this conversation. I’m not mad, just drop it.”

“NO. Frank, you sound mad.” I furrowed my eyebrows.

“Okay, I’m a tad bit jealous. Not mad. It’s fine Lana. It probably would have been a different story if you guys actually fucked.”

“I love you.” I felt my heart drop to the bottom of my stomach. Guilt would overcome me.

“I love you too.”

“Lana,”

“Yeah?”

“Do you remember what I told you last night before you went to bed?”

“No. What?” I blinked a couple times, it was terrifying how much was missing from my memory right now.

“That we would have sex when you sobered up.”

“Wh-Wha? Now?” My eyes widened and my face went pale.

“Pfft. When I get home, I’m at work right now.” I could hear the grin through his voice.

“O-Okay. Bye Frank.” I frantically tried to hang up.

“Bye love.” His voice was velvety but I slammed the phone back on the charger, cutting the line off.

“Oh my god,” I started panicking, running around the room in a fuss.

“I need to shave.” I halted in place.

“No, better- I’ll get a full body wax.” I nodded confidently then cringed at the thought of getting every hair on my body yanked off.

“No. I better shave.”

“And grab sexy underwear.” I sped out of the house, grabbing Frank’s spare key to my house. My mom wasn’t home of course, that’d be hard to explain. ‘Oh hey honey you got home early?’ ‘Why are you dressing sexy to go to Frank’s house?’

I barged into my house, I probably had about 15 minutes till he got home. Right about now he’d be picking me up from school, then the drive to that part of town to here was about 15 minutes. Or wait? He wouldn’t be picking me up for school cause I’m not at school. Shit. What school did he work at again? How far is that?

I smacked myself on the head and breathed in and out.

“Focus on the task.” I nodded and marched upstairs, throwing my clothes off and jumping in the shower.

I lathered myself in soap, shaved everywhere, washed my hair, and dryed it within a span of 30 minutes. He was probably home right now but I didn’t care, I was going to go when I was ready. I put a tad bit of make up on and went for the underwear drawer, tossing everything out and making a huge mess on my floor.

When I found the perfect set I sighed in awe. It was a dark magenta lace pair of panties with a bra. Very romantic.

I admired it for a moment before a sudden thought struck my head.

“I don’t need this.” I tossed it to the side.

“I don’t need any of it.”

I slipped one of my infamous flowy white sundresses and walked out of the house going completely commando.

I spotted his car in the driveway, Good.

I didn't want to welcome him home, I thought the whole “Hi honey welcome home” act was so fucking cheezy.

I walked in without knocking, locking the door behind me. He was sitting in the living room with a beer.

“Oh, there you are.” He glanced up to me.

“Hey.” I smiled nervously.

“Nervous are we?” He grinned.

“N-No. What? Pfft. No.” I gave a fake laugh.

“Mmm.” He gave an imposing ‘know-it-all’ nod.

“Come sit down with me.” He gestured me over with an index finger.

I complied, walking over to the couch and tucking myself into his side, his arm wrapping around my shoulders.

“How was your day?” I said awkwardly.

“Good.” He mumbled, placing his beer on the coffee table.

Before I could say something else he pushed himself onto me and brushed his lips against mine. It started out slow, then he got rougher, biting my lower lip every chance he got.

I could hardly get any dominance over the situation in. I felt a hand travel up my thigh, eventually going to my hip and circling around to my butt.

He chuckled against my lips.

“You’re not wearing any underwear.”

“You naughty girl.” He hummed nibbling at my ear.

I grinned and tugged at his shirt to be removed.

He pulled it over his head, his hands darting back to my body and exploring it. He bucked his hips into mine, biting my neck firmly. I moaned at the mix of pain and pleasure, entangling my fingers in his hair and tugging roughly. He groaned, pressing his lips to my ear.

“Lana, I’m so fucking horny.” He whispered.

Notes

WEEEEE, okay i know this is the worst place to cut off ever but If I get off work early I promise there will be a new update later on today!

SO THIS IS IT.
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