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Freshman year is when Boris and I became acquainted. I'd never paid him much attention, he never asked for it. Yet one night, at a party, he offered to share some Vicodin with me. I couldn't decline.
Ever since that day we've been inseparable. I love him to death and he loves me back just as much. He doesn't have much money but spoils me like crazy.
I laid in bed, cuddled against his chest while we smoked. I've gotten used to such smells. "Are we going to prom?" I already knew the answer but still decided to ask. "Whatever is good for you Princess." I smiled and kissed his jawline. Boris grabbed my hair and yanked it back so I was looking at him. He leaned in and kissed me.
I smiled and he bit my lower lip. "Boris!" We sighed and he let his head fall onto my shoulder. "Theo..." he muttered. "You think if we pretended we were fucking he'd leave?"
"Why pretend?" Boris winked.
I laughed and hugged him. Theo walked in and smiled at me. I returned the smile and he sat at the foot of the bed. "Potter, stay quiet." Boris mumbled. He kissed my neck harshly a few times
Boris got so rough girl i kinda like it but like the way i wrote it he just like fucking threw you off the bed by your hair—
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Random- Just a place for me to drop my unfinished works to keep my books clean so I don't get anxiety just by looking at it. The majority of these will not be finished, sorry ;((
