Stella Rose is a normal 17 year old girl. There's not much about her that isn't normal. She doesn't have a crazy popular girl coming at her. She doesn't have much of a cliche high school movie life. She's just Stella. Stella Rose. But maybe with a l...
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Christopher's POV
I sit on my bed with a loss of words.
That just happened.
But why did it happen?
Stella just came into my room and started feeling me up. No man can reject that.
God, what came onto her? Why did she do that? Now I'm confused as shit.
Did she do that because she likes me. No. It can't be that. She probably did it because she was horny? I don't fucking know.
All I know is that I fucking liked it, and I don't know why.
Of course I like messing around with her because she hates it and me, but it was different this time.
No. Stop it.
Stella Rose is too good for you.
I can't allow me or her to do that again.
It's bringing up some unwanted feelings that can't be protected.
She's a sweet innocent 17 year old girl, who doesn't deserve a freak like me.
Just stop.
A rub my face with my hands and fall onto my bed.
"What the fuck?" I whisper to myself. I lay on my bed what seems like an eternity but in reality only about 20 minutes when someone enters my room.
I open my eyes and sit up to see Carter.
Carter.
Stella needs someone like Carter in her life. Sure he's annoying as fuck, but he's a good guy and he's my best friend too. And he likes her, and I'm pretty sure Stella could like him too. The best thing is, is that he's nothing like me.
"Yo, what did you say to Stella?" He comes in and happily asks me. Uh, what is this bastard talking about?
"What do you mean?" I groan and look at him.
"Stella and I just fucking made out! Oh my god, it was amazing! She, ugh, I can't even explain it. She was-..."
"What." I ask harshly and glare at him. Did they really? Right after we just? No fucking way.
"Me and Stella. Thank you man" he holds his hand out for a hand shake and I just glare at it and fist my palms on the side of me.
