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Life in Technicolour.

Fifteen: No one else can make you feel like I do.

I didnt know what to do with myself. So I took a shower, it was the only place that I could truly think. I dont know how long I was in there for but the water had gone cold well before I got out.

I pulled on some sweat pants and a wife beater and wandered around the apartment, I found myself staring at a picture that wed taken last summer, I was in the middle with a shocked expression on my face and Gena and Riley were kissing my cheeks. I sighed and walked away, planning on going into my room, but as I walked past Rileys room I could help but notice her door was open, I paused, I was going to knock and talk to her, but I stood in her doorway debating for a second.

Zacky Im sorry She said opening the door.

Riley I& She stopped me by kissing me, her hands on the side of my face, pulling me into her room. I wrapped my arms around her, pushing her down onto her bed. We kissed slowly, I genuinely didnt want to rush this, it probably wasnt going to happen again because like I figured earlier shed want me gone after this. She ran her hands up and down my arms, dragging her bitten nails over my skin, I shivered and kissed her harder, I was getting frantic and she was getting me worked up and I was getting hard.

My hands went to my belt buckle ad Rileys hands joined mine, I kicked my shoes and pants off, I pulled my shirt off and Rileys went with it so that I was just in my boxers and she was in her sweatpants. I yanked them off and saw that she was wearing a pair of what looked like to be

Notes

Title credit: Bed of Nails - Alice Cooper.

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