she leaves them alone for like 4 minutes

21 things I’ve learned by 21.

1. If someone wants to leave you let them.
2. Your happiness is more important than anything else.
3. Don’t be afraid to tell someone no.
4. It’s okay to want to be alone sometimes.
5. Not everyone is going to like you.
6. If you want something go after it.
7. Always be on time.
8. Call your mom more often. She misses you and deserves a call.
9. Be careful who you surround yourself with. Quality over quantity.
10. For every glass of alcohol you drink, drink a bottle of water.
11. If you’re hungry, eat. No matter if you just ate 20 minutes okay. Your body wouldn’t be hungry if it didn’t need more nutrients.
12. Question everything. That’s the only way you’ll learn.
13. Don’t be scared to get out of your comfort zone. That’s how you grow into a better person.
14. Wash your face every night.
15. Drink water. Like a lot.
16. TRAVEL. No matter what travel. Experience is more valuable than everything else.
17. You don’t have to explain yourself to anyone.
18. If you love someone tell them. Don’t wait for the “right” time. If you really feel it, than anytime is the right time.
19. Never compare your life to someone else’s. That will only make you unhappy.
20. Don’t let social media consume you.
21. Do whatever the heck makes you happy. No matter what. Don’t let other people keep you from doing what you want.

Back Off

a/n: I hope you guys like it. I’ll admit the end isn’t the best, but I really wanted to update for you guys, and I have to leave for class in like 30 minutes and haven’t even got out of bed yet. so yeah. enjoy.


It seemed as if every weekend Lindsay and I would go out to the clubs. Her almost always leaving halfway through the night with some guy, and I was always to drunk to care. She always took the back to our place, less likely for them to kill her or something. So I would always stay out until like 3 or 4 a.m. partying alone. Sure it’s not the best idea, especially when you get trashed and then have to find your way home, but I never said I make good decisions.

It was only about 12:30, Lindsay left an hour ago, but we had been here since 8. So I was currently dancing in a circle with some nice girls I met in the bathroom. Delany and Kaylan. All of us were trashed, but we were just having fun, dancing around. Some guys came up and started dancing with the girls, and I felt a pair of hands snake around my waist.

The song ended, and Delany and Kaylan left to go get drinks, and the two boys that danced with them leaving, so the guy that danced with me still holding onto me. I was planning on going to get a drink, but the guy kept trying to keep dancing. I tried leaving, and he grabbed my arm and stopped me.

“where do you think you’re going?” he asked.

“to get a drink”

“I’ll come with you.” he spoke, dragging me toward the bar.

“no, it’s okay, I can go by myself.” I spoke, trying to get out of his grip.

“you know. I actually have drinks at my house, free, why don’t we just go there?” he asked, as he continued to usher me towards the exit.

“no thank you” I tried getting out of his grip, but he just held on tighter.

“come on baby.” he spoke, turning me around so I was facing him, holding my hands.

“I said no.” I said weakly, trying to pry my wrists out of his grip.

“it’ll be fun, I’ll show you a good time.” he said wickedly, holding onto one wrist and pulling me towards the exit. Everyone else around us oblivious to what was going on, too drunk to care.

“please stop.” I begged, trying to get away.

Suddenly a pair of arms wrapped around me and pulled me away from the creep. Keeping an arm around me, but behind him and towards his side, blocking the creep from being able to reach me.

“dude, back off.” His voice boomed. I looked up at him, and he was gorgeous.

“I was just trying to help her home.” the creep spoke.

“I’m sure. Leave before I beat your sick ass.” he smoothly spoke, gripping my side tighter, pulling me into his side more.

The creep scoffed and walked away, disappearing into the crowd, the guy who saved me, keeping an eye on him until we couldn’t see him anymore. The guy turned and looked at me, resting his hand on my hip.

“are you okay?” he asked, looking in my eyes, and I couldn’t help but notice his brown eyes. They were beautiful.

“Uh, yeah, thanks.” I smiled, turning to go.

“wait” he called out, grabbing my hand, causing me to look at him.


“uh, why don’t you hang out with me for a bit, just to make sure that guy doesn’t bother you anymore.” he smiled.

“yeah okay. Thank you.” I replied as he ushered me over to the bar, both of us taking a seat.

“so, I never got your name.” he said as the bartender set our drinks down.

“(y/n)” I smiled.

“John.” he smiled in reply.

John and I sat and had a few drinks at the bar, talking, but mostly flirting. It just came natural talking to him to be flirty.

“um, my friends texted me and said they were getting ready to leave, do you uh, do you want me to help you home?” he asked

“my roommate actually has someone over, and I don’t really wanna walk in on that again.” I laughed.

“uh, well you wanna come hang with us? we’re just gonna go back to my place and party there.”

“I don’t wanna be a bother. I mean, you already saved my life tonight, I don’t wanna bother you anymore.”

“No I’d love if you’d come hang.” he smiled. “come on.” he laughed, standing up and holding out his hand, which I took, and we walked through the club, weaving in and out of people until we found the exit.

“Skate!” John called out, causing a group of guys in front of us to turn around and look at us.

“John! wassup.” a boy said as we approached, John letting go of my hand to ‘bro’ hug the other guy.

“uh, (y/n), this is Nate, or Skate, uh, my man Derek, Dillon and KDL” he introduced me. “oh and Delany and Kaylan.”

“hi.” I waved, awkwardly.

“hey girl!” Delany spoke, walking over to me. “didn’t we dance earlier?”

“oh yeah!” I laughed, as we all headed to an uber.

Taking two different ubers back to Johns, John, Dillon and I in one, the other 5 in the other. It was a short ride, and John and Dillon were cracking me up the whole ride.

Arriving, we shuffled out and John threw his arm around my waist, walking into his house with me. Everyone filing in, blunts being rolled, music blaring, shots being taken, drinks everywhere. It was exactly like the club, but way better.

I sat on John’s lap on the couch as he smoked with Nate and Derek, a few more people showing up since we had arrived. They were all so funny high, and I was just sipping on a vodka and orange juice.

“have you smoked before?” John asked, his hand tracing shapes on my sides.

“yeah, a few times.” I replied from behind my cup.

“wanna try something?” he smirked.

“sure.” I laughed.

“alright” he laughed, putting the blunt to his lips and taking a huge hit, and then passing the blunt to Nate before turning to me and grabbing my face, placing his lips on mine and exhaling, the smoke filling my mouth.

Pulling back, I exhaled the smoke and looked at him and smiled. He winked at me and tapped my side, signaling to move.

I got up and he got up too, and grabbed my hand and pulled me into the kitchen. He got another drink for me, and then got himself one and leaned against the counter and smirked at me.

“can I help you.” I played, taking a sip.

“maybe.” he replied cooly.

“how so?” I batted my lashes.

John smirked and pushed himself off the counter and came over to me, pressing my body up against the wall. One hand on my waist, along with his front, other hand holding his solo cup. He looked down at me, bit his lip and then looked at my lips.

I batted my lashes innocently, and licked my lips. I looked up at his eyes and saw him smile before slowly leaning in. And in a second his lips were on mine. His lips were soft and our lips fit together perfectly. Slowly moving in perfect harmony. Things started to heat up and next thing I know, his tongue is in my mouth and we’re making out.

We break apart, resting his forehead against mine, breathing heavily.

Now, blame it on the alcohol, but I bit my lip and grabbed his hand and drug him upstairs, but once I got up to the top of the steps I kinda stopped, cause I had no idea which room was his. I heard him let out a little chuckle before he was dragging me down the hall to the third door on the left.

Once we were in the room, he closed the door, pinning me up against it. His hands on my waist, my hands around his neck as his lips immediately met mine. Brushing them against my jaw, just to get to my neck, kissing, sucking, biting. I let out a little whimper, and felt him smirk against my neck.

Next thing I know he’s holding me up against, the wall, my legs, out of instinct wrapping around his waist immediately, and our lips were colliding together again.

He walked over to the bed, kinda throwing me down on it, standing above me, and just staring at me. I gave him my most seductive look, and bit my lip, and he licked his lip before removing his shirt and crawling on top of me, grinding on me as his lips met mine again.

One hand propping him up, the other roaming my body, and both of my hands raking up and down his back, his chest, his arms. Everything about him was perfect.

One thing led to another and John and I were ‘69′ing. Hands firmly holding my ass, grinding my core on his face as his tongue worked wonders, a few smacks left on my cheeks every now and then.

I was moaning around his cock, the pleasure from what he was doing, I couldn’t help it. And in return he would moan against my core. I was bobbing my head up and down, and fondling his balls, which caused him to let out another moan. Which was enough to push me over the edge, and I released all over his face, no doubt he lapped up all my juices as his mouth was still attached to my core.

I removed my mouth from John, and moved so I was straddling him now. He had a dopey smile and I couldn’t help but laugh. He was adorable. His hands went to my waist as I grabbed his dick and aligned it with my entrance.

Sinking down on him, completely filling me up and stretching my walls. I let out a moan as I adjusted to his size. 

“you’re so beautiful.” he muttered out, which caused me to open my eyes and look at him, blushing. “I mean it.” he continued, which made me smile.

I leaned down, locking our lips together, feeling him smile. I started to move, grinding on him, slow at first. It felt so good. He felt so good. His hands went to my ass and he started guiding me, grinding on him faster, the friction of my clit rubbing against he pubic bone driving me wild. I was a moaning mess.

Then he started bouncing me up and down on his dick, hitting my g-spot each time, causing me to scream out. And then he held me up in place, and thrusted up into me, a completely different angle.

Hard and fast to the point that I was bouncing up and down, despite John holding my hips in place. I couldn’t stop moaning, and John kept groaning, both of us so close.

I felt heat start to form in my core, signaling I wouldn’t last much longer, and John was getting sloppier with his thrusts. A few minutes later I came, screaming out John’s name, only to have him come a few seconds later. Riding out both of our highs until we crashed. 

Removing myself from him, I got up and started to search for my clothes, John laying in bed still.

“what are you doing?” he asked, sitting up, not bothering to cover up his length.

“I’m getting dressed?”


“to leave?” I said, skeptically.

“(y/n), it’s 4:30 in the morning, you’re not going home. I can’t let you go walk the streets right now.” he said, opening his arms for me to climb up into.

“okay.” I sighed, dropping my shirt and crawling into bed next to John, laying down though. Only to have John throw his arms over me, making me the little spoon.

The last thing I remember was John playing with my hair and peppering my shoulder with kisses before I fell asleep.


I woke up the next morning to the sunlight pouring in and blinding my eyes. Groaning I turned the other way, bumping into a chest. Freaking out a bit, I opened my eyes and saw John, then I remembered everything about last night.

John was still fast asleep, and always feeling awkward leaving when they’re awake in the morning, knowing exactly how a one night stand works, I decided to get up and sneak out. It was only, looking around I found a clock the read 1:30. Great. 

Rolling out of bed carefully I searched around for my clothes from last night. Finding my bra was easy, as it was hanging from the ceiling fan, not entirely sure how it ended up there. Looking around the clothes that were scattered all over the floor, trying to find my black panties, black pants and black shirt seemed nearly impossible.

“what are you doing babe?” I heard John ask, which caused me to jump and see him looking at me from the bed.

“I was just trying to find my shit.”


“I was gonna leave?”

“why? do you have shit to do today?” he asked, getting out of bed and finding a pair of boxers easily.

“no, I was just gonna go home and probably watch movies all day.” I admitted. An after club tradition. Guaranteed to cure hangovers.

“why don’t you just chill here with me?” he spoke, holding up my panties, which I sheepishly took, and slipped on.

“I really need to shower, and change.” I admitted, looking for my pants.

“shower here, and you can borrow some of my clothes.” he spoke, walking up to me, resting his hands on my hips.

I sighed, looking at him. No guy ever wants a girl to stay after a one night stand. At least, that’s what I heard. I always left before they woke up, not saying I had many one night stands or hookups, I’ve had like 6 which is good considering everyone else’s track record.

“just spend the day with me. please” he begged, slowly leaning in, and meeting my lips with his, a sweet kiss. pulling back he rested his forehead on mine. “I kinda really wanna get to know you.” he admitted, smiling.

“okay.” I smiled, kissing his lips again.

And I spent the rest of the day cuddled in bed with John, wearing his tee shirt and a pair of his sweats that were way to long for my little legs but he insisted that I looked beautiful in his clothes. We watched movies and just really talked and got to know one another. Next thing I knew it was 9:00.

“okay, I really need to go.” I said, jumping out of bed.

“alright, uh, want me to drive you home?”

“I can walk.”

“no way, not this late.” he said, grabbing a shirt and throwing it on.

I rolled my eyes as we walked out his bedroom door. Immediately being hit by the sound of his rowdy friends. Walking downstairs and back through the kitchen and living room. All his friends looked at us, and I felt so awkward.

He stopped and talked to Nate, so I just stood there.

“Imma run her home, I’ll be back soon bro.”

“I see you Swazz.” Nate smirked, and looked at me and winked.

“fuck off.” John laughed, saying bye to everyone and leading me to the front door by placing his hand on the small of my back.

Once we got to my place I was getting ready to get out but he stopped me, grabbing my face and kissing me abruptly.

“is it uh- is it okay if I call you or something?” he whispered as our lips were still lingering millimeters apart.

“definitely.” I smiled before meeting his lips again briefly.

“thank you. I’ll be waiting for your call” I spoke as I got out of the car, walking inside, immediately my phone going off.


‘hey, i was just making sure you didn’t give me a fake number babe’

whatever John I laughed I’ll see ya soon?

‘oh yeah definitely baby’