The quiet sounds of the two of us panting and gasping for breath fill the tiny bathroom of this random guy’s house. Your back is pressed against the wall and your hair is completely disheveled from our intense make-out session.

We’ve definitely been gone for way too long now, I only showed up to this party for you anyways. It’s a shame that my sister would literally kill the two of us if she ever found out, which is why we’re having to be this secretive so we don’t get caught in the act. We’ve just been a little risky though, the bathroom didn’t have a lock. Who doesn’t have a lock on their bathroom door? Whatever, anyways, this was the only available place and I needed you, so I just pressed you against the door and prayed nobody would try to come in.

My hand is against the door beside your head, my rings scraping against the wooden material every now and again when my hand slips a little. I look down at you and smile, your lips pink and plump from what we just did. I brush some strands of hair away from your face, tucking it behind your ears.

“You might wanna redo your lipstick.” I comment with a smirk, wiping some of the smudged lip products from your chin. “Come on, we’ll get you out without a soul even knowing you left.” I promise, my lips moving forward to peck your forehead.