Fuckboy
I didn't want to.
I was just about to help him with my shorts, but then there was the sound of shattering glass. Connor sat straight up, both of our hearts beating way too fast from what was just going on and being scared from the noise.
He looked down to me, breathing heavily, "What the hell was that?"
I rubbed my face quickly, "My mom."
He nuzzled his face into the crook of my neck, "I guess I should leave now?"
I shrugged, playing with my sheets. "It probably wouldn't be the worst idea." He stood up and walked over to his bags, grabbing his shirt and re-dressing himself.
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