I Can Be Your Bad Boy

I'm No Virgin

McKayshla's POV:

I wake up and I look at the clock. 

It's 6:30 a.m. 

Why am I up?

Lilly's probably awake. 

How I know is 'cause I smell coffee and two is that she likes to wake up early for some odd reason. 

I see Justin sleeping peacefully. 

He looks so adorable.

I get out of his grip and I get out of the bed and stand up. 

Oh my Jesus. 

My legs hurt so badly. 

I never knew standing up can hurt this bad.

It's like a shot of pain goes up and like multiple people are stabbing and electrocuting you in the legs at the same time.

And why the hell am I naked?

Ooooooohhh.

Realization just hit me in the face. 

Justin and I had sex last night. 

I'm no virgin. 

*Sigh* 

I walked (more like limped over) to the other side of the bed and grabbed my bra, Justin's button up off of the floor and put it on and it went halfway down my thigh and slipped on my panties. 

I walked out of the room and closed the door silently. 

I turned around and I saw Chaz standing there shirtless with Pajama pants on looking at me with a smirk. 

"Don't. Even. Say. A. word," I said firmly. 

He put his hands up in surrender. "Not saying anything." he paused. "yet." he grinned. 

I scoffed and pushed him out the way and went downstairs. 

I went inside the kitchen and saw Lilly pouring her cup of coffee. 

I sat on the counter next to her. "Morning Lills." 

She looked at me and gave me a hug. "Morning beauty." 

I giggled. 

"Make me a cup?" I asked.

She pulled out a mug and poured some in there.

"Why are you up so early?" she asked putting French vanilla creamer in both of the coffee mugs. 

"I don't know. I couldn't sleep." I said fumbling with the rim of my shirt. 

She handed me my mug and she leaned against the counter. 

"Talk to me." she said taking a sip of her hot drink. 

"Did you hear any noises last night?" I asked ignoring her question. 

"What kind of noises?" she asked. 

"Like moaning and stuff like that." I said taking a drink of my coffee. 

She took a sip of her coffee "No. Why would I hear someone moaning?" she asked with her eyebrows furrowed together. 

I shrugged.

There was a silence.

"You're not implying what I think you're implying are you?" she asked. 

"What are you implying?" I asked

"Did you and Justin have sex last night?" she asked suspiciously.