Part 11

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Stacey's POV

She was being irritating and I couldn't help but say it. I was upset and knew that this would affect our friendship. I knew it was wrong but I said it anyways and I'm sorry. I crept up the steps towards her door, wondering if should really be the first to apologize. My hand slowly turned the doorknob to Bridget's room after knocking three times.

"What do you want?" Bridget said before I could even see her. She was seriously making the decision I made to apologize first hard and harder to do.

"To talk." I crooked.

"Stacey, it's not like I don't want to go back. I do. but I am trying to follow my brain instead of just letting my heart pull me. Something is off. I just have a bad feeling about it. That's all."

I couldn't believe the first this she started talking about was the boys. She completely ignored the fact that I called her a bitch. "You know that feeling that your talking about, it may be love." This was a moment. I should talk advantage of it so I continued. I know you don't like risk but maybe this one's worth taking."

"You don't even know their age!" She blurted out at me. " They could be ninety seven and gotten plastic surgery for all you know!"

"Bridget, stop over exaggerating." I said in confidence but what my friend said really hit me. I barely knew anything about them. "Don't you think that that's a reason to go back?"

"No" she paused, but since you already said yes, I'll go"

I decided that it wouldn't help my case if I went around the room jumping for joy, so I just smiled and told her thanks.

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Mason's POV

I looked out the window and my brother's car was in the driveway. How was he back so quickly, or was I the one who was to distracted to just pick an outfit. Jason was getting out of the car with the girls. I knew I was late. Jason constantly called me feminine because I always took the longest to get ready. I kept tumbling through the clothes I own to try to find the perfect thing to wear. I had way to much clothes to go through and I was taking way to long to do this.

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Stacey's POV

I watched Bridget with Jason as they walked towards the house and all I wanted to do was see Mason. I missed him. When we were in the house the first thing I thought to do was ask where Mason was. Jason didn't even take is eyes of Bridget just pointed up the stairs. I stepped closer to the stairs and basically ran up them. I wore the prettiest dress I owned and put so much effort into how I looked today. I tried calming down before opening his door. 

"Hey" I said while closing the door behind me. He had just finished putting on a fitted black shirt and gave me the brightest smile. I couldn't help but blush. 

"Hey" He softly said while putting one of his hands on my side. "Let's go" 

I placed my hand on his chest to stop him. "Why do we have to leave so soon?" Before I could wait for him to respond I pushed him onto his bed and hop into him. I met his lips, and I wouldn't pull away. His hands where on my leg and one was slowly making its way pass my thigh and took base on my waist. I moved my hand inside his pants to feel him. He was hard and it felt like if he was growing bigger in my hand. 

Before I knew it I was flipped over onto my back. "Why is everything so sexual with you?" he didn't say it in a naughty way but stern like if I were doing something wrong. HIs face was serious and his eyes were cold but why?

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