Riley Matthews may be considered a chump to many but she’s clever when it comes to hiding her feelings from her loved ones. In the months that have passed since Riley’s first day of school she has been living two lives. One, the version of reality she shares with her parents each evening when she returns from school, similar stories told to her friends back in New York and two, the truth.
Riley’s first day of school; the story told to her parents.
Nerve wracking of course, new school, new people but overall she’s positive about it. The people are nice and welcoming, her teachers are helpful and the whole experience was one she rambled on and on about. The brunette spins a similar story to Lucas when he calls her that evening.
Riley wasn’t exactly sure why she lied to them. Part of her felt embarrassed about the truth. Without seeming conceded, Riley partially thought that she’d be big news at the school, being a new student and American but things didn’t exactly go as she imagined.
Niall checks his rearview mirror, smiling at the two sleepy but beaming faces that were sitting in the back of the car. Being a single dad was tough, it was time consuming and hell, it kept him tired. But for his son and daughter, he would do anything for them. Whatever they needed from him, he would do.
“Come here Y/N, sit next to us.” My new friends shouted in the cafeteria.
I was the new girl in this school, my parent moved from England to Australia. It was hard to make friends, but I made three new ones, their names are Kelsey (Kel), Maddie and Samantha (Sam).
I sat next to them, they were telling me the names of everyone sitting at lunch so I could get to know them.
“The girls sitting over there are the cheerleaders, they think they are the prettiest girls in the world and they can’t accept no’s as an answer, they are basically daddys little girl. The blond girl playing with her hair is Kimberly, she is one of the most annoying girls you can ever meet, she has dated almost everyone here.” Maddie said.
“The guys playing with the ball over there are from the football team, they are hot. The tall guy with the big muscles is Dylan, he’s the team’s captain and also Kimberly’s current boyfriend. She always date the most popular guy at school aka screw them you know she’s only looking for the d until she gets bored.” Sam laughed.
“The boys over there are the rich boys in this school.” Maddie said pointing at a table with four guys.
“Their names are Ashton Irwin, Calum Hood, Michael Clifford and do you see that blue eyed boy with the leather jacket, his name is Luke Hemmings. He is Kimberly’s ex, he’s thinks he can get everthing he wants with just a snap. Michael, Ashton and Calum are the same, they are all assholes.” Kelsey explained.
“Hey!” Maddie complained.
“Okay except for Calum.” Kel chuckled.
“He’s my boyfriend, and he’s not an asshole. He’s different, he’s sweet and cute and so good in.” Maddie said but Sam cut her off.
“Okay we get it, you don’t need to say it and I don’t want to hear it.” Sam said.
I wasn’t really paying attention to them I was just staring at this blue eyed boy named Luke, his blond hair looked so fluffy and it was a crime not think about kissing his rose pierced lips. He suddenly turned around and caught me staring, he smirked and bit his piercing.
“Damn it.” I said too loud, my friends heard me.
“What happened?” Kel asked.
“Nothing.” I said but Maddie was too smart and she noticed.
“Omg, you were staring at Luke.” She said.
“I wasn’t.” I lied.
“Be careful girl, he’s trouble.” Sam warned raising her left eyebrow.
“Don’t scare her Sam, Luke is just a guy who needs someone that can understand him.” Maddie added.
“Whatever.” Sam said.
The bell rang and it was time to go to class, I picked up my stuff from the table and left with my friends. I turned around to see if Luke and his friends were still there, but they weren’t. We went to biology class and sat in different sits, Calum, Ashton and Michael were sitting in the back of the class but there was no sign of Luke anywhere. There was a free space in front of me, the last one. The teacher was writing on the blackboard the topic of day when suddenly the blue eyed boy knocked on the door.
“You’re late Mr. Hemmings, I’m not surprised. Just come in already.” The teacher grunted.
He sat right in front of me, his Clive Christian cologne spread all over the class, he smelled so good. I didn’t care if he was an asshole I wanted him to fuck me right in front of everyone, of course it was just one of my sexual fantasies. The class was really boring, the teacher was talking about mitosis and meiosis, I just wanted to take a rest from the class and go to the restrooms. I asked the teacher to leave for a minute and he nodded. I washed my hands and fixed my hair in the mirror when suddenly someone opened the door.
“What are you doing here!” I mumbled.
“I saw the way you looked at me in the cafeteria. I’m Luke, Luke Hemmings.” He introduced himself walking towards me.
“Get out from the girls restroom.” I shouted.
“That’s not how you greet someone you just met, you’re so impolite.” He said.
“Oh I’m Y/N and I’m sorry if I’m being impolite I didn’t want to make the king angry.” I said.
“You’re being impolite again honey.” He smirked.
“Don’t call me honey.” I demanded.
“It’s okay because you’ll be calling me daddy later.” He said and I gave him a you’re so wrong look.
“Don’t give me that look, we both want the same thing.” He whispered softly in my ear stroking my hair, I could feel his hot breath hit my neck.
His warm lips left a trail of kisses from my neck to my earlobe. His cold piercing made me shiver when it touched my lips. I pushed my lips against his as he grabbed my ass to lift me up and placed me in the sink. He began to suck on my neck causing me to moan loud.
“Keep it down honey, we don’t want to teacher to find us do we?” He said seductively.
My hands made their way to his belt unbuckling it, the black band of his boxers peeking out above them. I pulled his pants down along with his boxers and he kicked them off. We changed positions, now he was sitting on top of the sink. I pumped his cock in my hands a few times before grabbing the base of the shaft and took the head in my mouth. I bobbed my head as fast as you could, causing him to take my hair in his fists to make me go even faster. I wanted him to feel as good as possible so I took him further in my mouth until I felt him hit the back of my throat and made me gag. I looked up and his eyes fluttered shut, his pink lips were separated, he was holding back his moans.
“Shit, that feels so good.” He groaned.
I continued bobbing my head until he stopped me, he was about to cum. But he wanted to do it while he was inside of me.
“Stop, I don’t want to cum yet.” He moaned and I got up.
He lifted my skirt and pulled my panties down. He pull out a condom from his shirt and put it on quickly.
“Jump.” He ordered.
I did as he said before he thrusted slowly into me. I gasped at the sudden feeling, his thrust became faster as he hit my gspot. I tried to be as quiet as possible but with so much pleasure it wasn’t that easy.
“Luke.” I moaned his name.
“Call me daddy.” He groaned. I didn’t respond and he stopped thrusting.
“Why did you stop?” I moaned.
“Call me daddy, beg for it.” He moaned.
“Daddy, I want you to-” i was saying but he cut me off.
“It doesn’t sound like you really want it.”
“DADDY PLEASE I WANT YOUR COCK INSIDE ME NOW. WHAT ARE YOU WAITING TO FUCK ME HARD” I shouted not too loud to not get caught.
“That’s what I wanted.” He smirked.
His thrust became faster again and my body was preparing for my orgasm. He rubbed my clit to build my high.
“I’m close honey.” He moaned.
He thrusted a few more time and with a not so loud moan I reached my high which caused Luke to do the same, he released into the condom. He pulled himself from me and put his boxers and pants on I did the same with my panties.
“We better get going before someone finds us.” He said.
“Yeah, you’re right.” I said as he left.
He left without saying anything else, I was just another girl he had sex with and that’s all. I came back to the classroom, Luke looked at me like nothing just happened. I sat on my desk and my iPhone vibrated, I got a new message.
“What took you guys so long?” Maddie texted me.
“New school, I got lost.” I lied.
“Yeah right, I can tell when someone is lying. Wait, your hair is messy and Luke’s hair is too. You guys had sex somewhere here.” She texted me.
“No, we didn’t.” I texted back.
“Yes you did and don’t lie to me.”
“Okay. Yes we did, but please don’t tell the girls.”
“Kay I won’t, but how did it happen.”
“It just did, you sneaky girl. I bet he doesn’t even remember my name.” I texted. It was reasonable if he didn’t remember my name, all he did was call me honey.
“Oh, I almost forgot. Party at Calum’s this saturday, you’re invited.” She texted me.
Party at Calum’s, that sounds good. But wait Calum is Luke’s best friends. He was gonna be there, I should definitely go. The party was in two days, and I can’t believe I’m excited to see Luke at the party. I think I’m falling for him, but I don’t think he’s gonna fall for me.
I had the most amazing experience at work tonight.
A few weeks ago, I got a new Assistant Manger at work. He’s from Syria, I believe. Within the three weeks he’s been in change of Apparel, he’s hired his three daughters on as strictly zoners (people who keep the clothes folded and keep the aisles looking nice) because, while they all have a fairly strong grasp of English, all three of them do struggle a bit. There’s a bit of a language barrier, but not much. These three girls are also some of my favorite coworkers to work with, because they’re friendly, the sweetest people I’ve ever met, and they work damn hard, which is more than I can say for most of my American coworkers.
Tonight, some pasty-ass old 60-something white woman thought it would be a good idea to call them out on talking to each other in their native language. They weren’t even talking to her, they were talking to each other. She was just tearing into these 18-year-old fucking children 1/3 her age, and she made one of them cry.
I started bitching her out. It was at the point where i told her that “if they were talking about you, your miserable old ass probably deserved it.” then I added a very snide “ma'am” and this lady’s face turned as red as a lobster. She told me that she was reporting my name to the management and I was internally laughing because the only manager on duty was the fucking father of this girl you just made cry.
He did pull me in the back, but fucking thanked me and let me off with a “verbal warning”. I didn’t even get written up or coached, my new manager loves me, and I just made three new friends at work.