#camila cabello personal

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Charles and Seb: the crackvid™

[taymilasworld]

person of the year.

[stuckinapatriarchalbullshitland]

ABOUT C,XOXO: 🍭

I know I already responded to a buddy about this album, but I wanted to expand a little more here.

I talked about this álbum with my friends @ra-raisa and @nikcolmaravi And while my friend Rai liked it, my friend Nikco and I didn't like it and I understand why.

Nikco and I don't connect with this Camila. With this new twist of musical style that goes beyond the image. Personally, I am used to a more melodic, perhaps more romantic, Camila. I am connected to a Camila who makes music that I can identify with because I have also thought about the same things as her.

I connected with a Camila whose lyrics even had poetry and made you feel even brought to tears. C,XOXO is not the same, but It's not bad either. It may not be a bad album for the type of audience it is aimed at, but for my part it fell short. And I tried even though I did like a couple of songs.

For my part, XOXO,C... until next time

[g1rlmusicfm]

tag your answer 🫶🏽

[senseofharmony]

when the phrase “girl’s girl” finally dies the world will be healing

[blackthornish]

she can’t and she won’t top familia guys it’s literally impossible!

[mimi16lps]

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SHE’S BACK

[dance-in-my-storm]

[noeggets]

saw a post that said this so i'm stealing it

"You can usually tell a lot about a person by the type of music they listen to. Put your favorite playlist on shuffle and list the first ten songs, then tag 10 people! No skipping."

[stuckinapatriarchalbullshitland]

It happened to me again. I had a dream about Camren

I think this has been one of the craziest dreams I've had with them and it's the first time I've really seen them together in a room. The dream is crazy because I don't know how to describe it

I dreamed that I saw Lauren in charge of Camila's career, literally. She was in charge of creating the visuals for the music videos and their plot that Camila then had to "act."

On this occasion I remember that Camila's video was sexy, not to call it anything else. Where the plot of the music video was Camila having to "sleep" with women. And I'm not lying folks, it was a line of girls who were supposed to have sex with Camila and it was part of the whole story.

After that disaster of a music video, I meet one of the girls who appears in the video and she looks at me with a smile, boasting that she had been with Camila and I got angry when I heard her talk like that.

I remember saying "You know what you did, right? You took advantage of Camila. That wasn't acting, it was abuse".

The girl wiped the smile off her face after realizing that what I told her was true and in my dream all she wanted to do was talk to Lauren.

I remember walking into a room and seeing them both. Lauren sitting in front of a desk with an open computer and Camila literally physically destroyed and about to fall asleep, which she does after a while because there is a bed nearby. Camila's expression was the same as her worst days during the Showmila circus, I mean that bad.

I also remember looking at Lauren and very angrily saying, "I need to talk to you, now." Lauren looks at Camila falling asleep and tells me: Does it have to be now? I'm busy."

I reply: It has to be now, it's important. Lauren nods and then we look at Camila and we both leave the room to some kind of hallway where I confront Lauren and hit her with my fists in the chest and yell at her: Why did you do that to Camila?! Why did you force her to be abused in a music video?! You are a monster!

Lauren complains about the blow I hit her in the chest and she looks at me in a way that I can't describe, but it's a mixture of indifference and pain. She doesn't say anything while I scold her, but folks I can't lie, I've never had a dream about girls this ugly. I woke up after that and I'm still thinking about that dream. It's curious to dream about girls again after so long, but especially about Lauren considering that I no longer follow her on social media.

I suppose having mutuals that share content about her that I see could be the reason for the dream, but I have never liked seeing Lauren as the "bad" one she is with everything related to Camren, but not with the dream I had .

I know I don't know Lauren, much less Camila, but if I'm sure of one thing, it's that she would NEVER do something like that with Camila. I feel like she would end up sacrificing herself and putting herself in Camila's shoes than putting Camila through something like what happened in my dream.

My gosh, it was a horrible dream but I'm comfortable knowing it was just that. A dream

[nathanlopezc]

2/7/2023

Mortal las sincronicidades... A ver... soy una persona Real; y me costó bastante admitirlo, darme cuenta que debía valorarlo. Si bien no se trata de poner un precio, es la importancia de conectar con esa chispa que te hace ser humano. Contribuir, ninguno de nosotros quedamos obsoletos en una historia. más si prestamos atención en una masa crítica. En la evolución se ven los porcentajes, y la lógica detrás de lo verdadero... con es tendencia a ser armónico en los 5 sentidos. La música limpia nos expande, un dibujo con geometría precisa detrás termina en un museo, tu comida favorita te transporta a algún momento, dejavus en movimientos, etc. Descubrí que si no seguía ciertas reglas no iba a salir de ahí, del miedo, así que: 1. Tengo de que darle, sí o sí, atención a mis sueños. Actúa como si fuera una fuente de existencia. Aunque sea bueno planificando, si no hago caso a mis deseos me marchito. Con esto viene todo el temita de la exposición porque, hay gente que no le gusta lo que vos digas. Algunos son bastante densos queriendo formar parte de tu realidad, imponiendo su verdad sobre la tuya... invadiéndote, puro orgullo... ''la basura de algunos es el tesoro de otros''. 2. Ser transgénero es realmente un trabajo duro. Me a costado no tomármelo personal al principio. Vivir estigmatizado es pan de cada día para mí. Aprender a vivir con eso mirándolo de frente... Si estás inseguro, fuiste; si te sentís victimizado, fuiste. Perder la cabeza no es una buena opción cuando todos creen saber más que uno mismo. Siguiendo todos el mismo patrón. Si bien hay mucho apoyo en este siglo, tampoco como que es tanto ¿no? No me interesa la idea del colectivismo, sino ¿y el respeto? Por la vida, por otro ser; por cualquier criatura que respira, ama, llora, a toda regla con toda una vida que disfrutar, con derecho a vivir y expresar su ser... La gente se hace la civilizada cuando todavía se ve, se escucha, el odio por las calles. Hay que apagar la tele para ocultar un hecho de nuestro corazón... 3.La dualidad te deja bailar de un lado a otro. Lo cual aprecio, la verdad. La tristeza y el odio andan por el mismo sitio, no se confundan. No hace falta ser mala persona para estar en el sitio incorrecto. 4. Lo hecho, hecho está. Actúa en el presente. El pasado es consecuencia de nuestro presente, y el presente arquitecto del supuesto futuro. Creer con potencia para movilizar la materialización. Cuida los planos sutiles. 5. Todo esto fue improvisado. Justamente estos rayes de inspiración que tengo son los que voy a depositar en esta web -¡Dejadme sed!- volví acá para patentar un poco todo eso, de que me decidí a tomarme la música un poco más en serio, y no ser solamente alguien que hace las cosas por dinero. Me atrevo a conseguir lo que quiero, abiertamente, para el que le sirva algo de las reflexiones pueda utilizar... Nadie hace las cosas solos, estamos tejiendo, todo el tiempo; y mi entorno, de quienes aprendí, de quienes formo parte... están por ahí, alrededor del mundo. Muchos con estigmas aún, hablando lo que no experimentan en carne propia; olvidando que sin uno no existiría el otro. Sea quién sea. Estamos ligados a los recuerdos memorables que te da lo que uno es afín, reconstruyendo tu esencia. Personas, lugares, guiándote a tus propósitos. Es para mí por lo que vale la pena vivir. Morir. Cada quién dando lo mejor de sí. Viviendo su verdad de la mejor manera posible. Sanando continuamente. Yo soy Nathan, xoxo

[jude-duarte-wannabe]

earl grey

Chai

Milkshake 

Juice

for azriel

beautiful angel

order up!

hi lovely thanks for the request, this is my first time writing for acotar so apologies if it's not that great, i have read the books and personally i am an azriel girl so this request just hit the spot as did all the other ones i've received <3 i did end up picking prompts from my bakery list to go with this just fyi and those prompts will be bolded.

pairing; azriel x soft fwb female reader

blurb; azriel needs his sweet girl but he's exhausted and you want to help him but you've never been on top ever.

faceclaim for azriel; fabien frankel

warnings; gentle sex, breeding kink, creampie, size kink, riding, fingering, belly bulge, slight mention of painful sex and biting [let me know if i missed anything!]

chai; biting or hickeys [i picked biting] juice; breeding kink earl grey; big cock milkshake; size kink victoria sponge; "you wanna hold my hand" custard tart; "you gonna let me cum inside" pumpkin pie; "are you nibbling on me" sugar pie; "stop wriggling" french toast; "i don't think it'll fit"

currently playing; beautiful by bazzi ft camila cabello "beautiful, beautiful night right now, beautiful, beautiful by my side right now, yeah, hey, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful angel"

"azzy" you mumbled opening the door to the shadowsinger on the other side leaning against the frame like he had the weight of the world on his shoulders.

his shadows were no where to be seen however, they were most likely back at the house of wind, knowing that when he was with you that azriel liked to be truly and completely alone.

glancing at the clock on the wall next to your door you grimaced "it's three in the morning, are you okay" you asked him, you cared for azriel you really did but was waking you up at three in the morning really necessary.

you'd been snuggled up in the soft pink blankets of your bed, warm and cozy when the thump of a knock sounded on your apartments front door, you'd tried to ignore it at first but when it became more consistent, you knew there was no avoiding it.

instead of answering your question azriel merely pushed into your apartment wrapping his arms around you to hold you close, exhaustion taking over his body as he kicked the door shut with his foot.

"long day.. had to see you" he mumbled against the skin of your bare shoulder, you knew that rhysand had been working him hard, the last time you'd seen azzy was almost a month ago.

you held him close, arms wrapping around his neck and fingers playing with the pieces of hair at the base of his neck to which he let out a sound that was almost like a purr of sorts which made you giggle.

"i love that sound" azriel murmured against your neck as he began to back you up, moving you both to back to your bedroom, feet tripping over eachothers in the shuffle.

once inside the safety of your room, he all but collapased against your bed bringing you down with him and holding you close, his free hand running up the back of your thigh and squeezing at the flesh .

"your so soft" he informed you as he finally kissed you for the first time that night, you smiled against his lips finally happy now that he was back with you, you'd always wanted more but azriel had issues with commitment and so you never pushed it, for now you were content with what you had going.

you lay in arms feeling nothing but bliss as his kisses slowly trailed away from your lips and down your neck, he was being extra soft tonight the poor baby.

you were so distracted by the feeling of his kisses that you almost forgot that azriel had a thing for biting until you felt his graze against your neck but that was it... there was no biting or pain,

azriel continued to kiss his way down neck and across your shoulder, nibbling at the skin as he went "are you nibbling on me" you asked surprised, something was going on in his beautiful mind... but what

"no...." he murmured which made you giggle again as his scared hand trailed up and under your nightgown cupping the firm and smooth expanse of your ass, squeezing at it.

"need you so bad angel" azriel begged as he nuzzled into your neck breathing in the smell of your perfume which he loved so much; coconut and vanilla.

he bought that exact perfume for you last winter solstice after he realized he'd had feelings for you wasn't fully comfortable asking for you to be his due to his past relationship issues.

"azzy you could barely stand your so exhausted what makes you think you've got the energy to get down and dirty with me" you explained softly as your hand moved to cup his cheek, pecking his lips between every few words with a soft intimacy that he loved experiencing with you.

azriel rolled onto his back gently pulling you with him and moving you around until you sat above him straddling his lap as his hands rubbed up and down your thighs with soft pressure "so ride me angel"

his words surprised you to say the least, you'd never been on top and it's not something you'd ever thought you do, you were azriel's little pillow princess and the fact that, that was about to change made you nervous.

azriel had to admit seeing you like this on top of him was his new favorite thing, he chuckled at your nervous wriggling "stop wriggling" his voice was low and gruff "your not helping my situation right now angel"

"sorry" you murmured, your hands shaking as you unbuckled his belt, pulling his leathers down his legs "i don't think it'll fit" you stuttered, looking at his lengthy cock laying against his stomach "not like this"

azriel chuckled as his fingers trailed up your sides, he knew he was big and god was he smug about it, he didn't fit all the way in you normally and now.. well he knew it would be a struggle for you to take him this way.

"don't worry angel, i don't expect you to take all of it" azriel slowly pushed your nightgown up, playing with the hem of your underwear.

"let me help you" your breathing began to pick up as azriel slid your panties to the side, fingers sliding through your folds with ease as of how easy it was for this man to turn you on.

your hips started to rock, grinding against his hand with fervor as he began to trace your clit with soft touches that you breathless, your own fingers gently ran along the membrane of his wings, it was azriel's turn to be breathless now for a second.

you'd never touched his wings before, well you had just not in such an intimate way and god did azriel never want it to stop but sadly his hope was crushed as you pulled your fingers back.

"why'd you'd stop" he panted, trying to catch his breath as he came down from the intense feeling "you stopped" your words were mumbled as you complained in a whiny tone that never failed to drive him mad and so his fingers slipped inside you.

the moan you let out at finally having some form of relief even if it was only finger penetration left you squirming in his lap, azriel's fingers moving faster and faster with every movement.

the only sounds that could be heard bouncing off your bedroom walls currently were your soft moans and the wet sloppy sounds coming from between your legs as azriel's fingers drove into you again and again.

your hips began to rock again, moving in time with his fingers.

azriel could feel your warm wet walls tighten around his fingers as the coil slowly built in your stomach, muscles tensing and tightening from the pleasure coursing through your body.

"azzy" you mumbled, body going numb as your climax came, body shaking as you collapsed against azriel's chest, one arm wrapping around your waist to keep you close.

you were so exhausted just from that first orgasm that you missed azriel slip the fingers that just been deep in your cunt past his lips, the wet smack that came from his lips almost made you cum again "you taste so fucking angel" he hummed.

you shifted against his chest "can you take this off" you murmured, tugging on his shirt that had yet to come off, he merely chuckled and pulled it off his toned tan body as you sat up, running your hands up the new expanse of skin.

"you think your ready to try angel" he asked to which you simply nodded, body once again shaking with nerves at the thought, you sat up on your knees, slowly stroking azriel's cock in your soft hand.

once he was fully hard you pressed his red oozing tip to your entrance but didn't move any further "you wanna hold my hand" he asked sensing your nervousness.

you didn't reply and simply tangled with your fingers with his own, holding tight as you slowly sank down on his cock, it was easy at first you'd take this part of him before but as soon it started to sting you hissed and azriel gripped your hips tight to keep you still.

"that's enough" he soothed, letting you adjust, after a few seconds you started to rock your hips slowly, his cock sliding against your inner walls.

"oh god" you mumbled hands gripping his tight as your hips picked up speed, rocking against azriel's with fervor but eventually you couldn't hold on any longer and collapsed against his chest.

but unfortunately for you right as you collapsed against him, azriel himself couldn't hold on any longer and trusted his hips up to meet yours, fully seething himself inside your tight hot cunt.

you were shocked, body tensing as a sheering pain tore through your body, azriel however was freaking out as you froze "angel, please tell me your alright.. i'm sorry... i didn't mean to" he stuttered.

you stayed silent but nodded numbly against his chest, as the minutes passed he felt your body begin to relax, your walls loosening up and muscles un-tensing.

"i told you, you could do it one day angel" azriel sounded smug as he realized how quickly you were adjusting to the full size of him, he gently rocked his hips upwards testing the waters causing you to hiss.

"shut up" you smacked at his arm, sitting up in his lap once more, hands pressed against his chest for support as you wriggled in his lap adjusting to his size a little more.

"holy shit" azriel mumbled, hand coming rest against your stomach, pressing against the bulge there "do you feel that, look at how deep i am angel" he chuckled darkly.

you shivered at the sound of his voice, when it got that deep it did things to you, he could feel your walls clench around him, his hands gripped at your hips as you began to rock your hips again becoming more enthusiastic by the second.

so enthusiastic in fact that were practically jumping in his lap, ecstatic that your could finally take all of him so deep inside your cunt, he was so deep he was practically hitting your womb.

"should i start calling you bunny instead of angel huh" azriel joked hands gripping your hips so tight that he was bound to leave bruises at this point.

you kept rocking your hips against azriel's moving faster and faster by the minute until finally your orgasm hit you like a truck, eyes rolling back into your skull and body shaking,

when you calmed down from your erotic high, azriel was still rutting his hips into yours "you gonna let me cum inside" he moaned deeply "let me claim you, mark you as my own" your body shuddered at his words, warmth flooding you.

as soon as you hummed, he stilled and groaned holding your hips tightly against his own as he released rope after rope of cum deep into your cunt.

he looked beautiful right now, laying in your bed tangled in your pink floral blankets and frilly pillows; your pillow prince you thought as your fingers threaded through his soft locks, massaging against his scalp.

he hummed at the feeling, content for the first time in a long while as he felt you place kisses to his forehead, azriel couldn't help but pull you closer against his chest, your ear pressed to the skin right above his heart, listening to the rhythmic beat happily.

"that's for you, you know" he whispered against your ear making you gaze up and into his beautiful hazel from your comfortable position

"my heart beats for you angel, it always has" you felt like your own heart was going to explode at his words and how sweet he was being with you in this moment.

"i love you azzy" you whispered against his damp chest, smiling from the happiness coursing through your veins currently.

you were his now and he was damn well going to keep it that way and no one was going to get in the way of that, he would make sure of that.

"i love you too angel... my beautiful angel"

[omgrachwrites]

My Oh My (Mattheo Riddle)

Mattheo Riddle x Potter!Reader

Request: Do you do song based requests? I was hoping for a Matthew Riddle x potter!Reader based on the song My oh my and/or Shameless from Camila Cabello. You are so good at writing that tension in between characters that shouldn't be together but want to break that forbidden love trope lol - anon

Warnings: fluff, swearing, mentions of sex, wolfstar being adorable

A/N: I hope this is okay anon! Hope you guys all enjoy, I love you all! xxx

You crept along the silent corridors, hoping to Merlin that you wouldn’t get caught by a ghost, or Mrs Norris for that matter. You would have stolen the Invisibility Cloak if Harry wouldn’t miss its absence, you did always have to remind him that your dad had told you to share it but he wouldn’t listen.

It was well past midnight so it wasn’t likely that anybody was going to be in the Common Room. You grinned as you recalled your earlier activities and your knees almost weakened.

They say he likes a good time (My, oh my) He comes alive at midnight (Every night)

You whispered the password, apologising to The Fat Lady for waking her up and you crept through the portrait hole.

“Where have you been?” a quiet voice came from beside the fireplace making you jump.

“Fuck, Harry!” you swore at your older brother and sighed as he waited for you to answer his question, “I couldn’t sleep so I went for a walk,” the lie rolled of your tongue so easily that it surprised you.

Harry nodded, your answer seemed to satisfy him, “I’m sorry, Y/N,” he sighed as he pushed his glasses up his nose, “Hermione woke up and you weren’t there so she panicked. Then, I panicked,” he chuckled, “I was just about to come and look for you.”

Guilt twisted in your stomach as you smiled weakly at Harry, “you don’t have to worry about me Harry, I promise. I’m gonna go up to bed, night Harry.”

“Night, Y/N,” he smiled as you went up to bed. You went to bed feeling like the worst person in the world.

The morning dawned bright and early, and you were walking a little bit behind your friends as you all walked down to the carriages. You were still feeling guilty about the night before so you were keeping your distance. You felt a cold hand wrap around your wrist and you were pulled into the nearest broom cupboard.

“What the fuck?!” you yelped, rolling your eyes when you came face to face with the cocky Slytherin. The same Slytherin that you had shared the previous night with.

My mama doesn't trust him (My, oh my) He's only here for one thing But (so am I) Yeah

A little bit older A black leather jacket A bad reputation Insatiable habits

“Hello, darling,” he grinned, his hands coming up to grip your waist, “I wanted to see you before we all go home for the summer.”

“Well, you’ve seen me, Mattheo,” you laughed as he rolled his eyes, “people will get suspicious if we’re in here for much longer.”

“You will write to me this summer, won’t you?”

You cupped his cheek, trailing your fingers across the scar that he’d received from duelling, “I’ll try,” you promised.

He nodded at your answer before leaning in to kiss you, you kissed him back gently, your fingers digging through his curls. As he pulled away he bit his lip and looked away from your face, “I like you, y’know.”

You laughed at the flush that spread across his cheeks, “I like you too.”

Your friends weren’t that far ahead so it didn’t take long for you to catch up with them, “are you alright, Y/N?” Ron asked.

“Yeah, all good,” you nodded, slightly out of breath, laughing when he slung an arm over your shoulders.

It was a couple of weeks into summer when you walked into the kitchen and heard Harry whining to your mum, “why do me and Y/N have to come though?”

“Oh no, where are we going?”

Your mum looked at you with a sigh as if talking to Harry exhausted her, you knew the feeling, “we’re going to The Three Broomsticks for dinner tonight.”

“What, why?”

“Because,” Lily rolled her eyes, “Sirius wants us to meet his new partner.”

“What’s the point in that when they’re just gonna break up in a couple of months?” since your mum and dad had been in school Sirius held a torch for Remus, but he’d never said anything. Sirius’ relationships barely lasted 6 months.

“That’s exactly what I said,” your dad laughed as he walked into the kitchen.

Lily sighed but you could tell that she was trying not to laugh, “don’t encourage them, James.”

When you and your family arrived at The Three Broomsticks you noticed Sirius and Remus sitting at the table. There was no one else there and they looked pretty nervous, “do you think…?” you trailed off, looking at Harry.

Harry shook his head, “nah, they definitely would have told us by now,” you nodded but you knew first hand that that wasn’t always the case.

As you walked over to the table, Sirius smiled up at you all in greeting and you sat down, “so, everyone knows Remus, obviously,” he laughed and Remus offered everyone a little wave like you hadn’t known him for all your life.

“Does this mean that you guys are together?” Harry asked what everyone else was thinking and when Sirius nodded, your heart leapt for joy. Two people who you loved more than anything had finally found each other, you couldn’t think of anything better.

Your mum and dad whooped, “yes! Wolfstar is real!”

Remus laughed, looking relieved that everyone was taking this so well, “what the hell is Wolfstar?”

Lily flushed as she looked at James, “it was our ship name for you in school, we’re so glad that you guys are together!”

Sirius grinned, “thanks guys!”

“First round is on me,” James grinned, “come on, Y/N, you can help me.”

“Oh, dad!” you whined as you followed him to the bar.

You didn’t notice the bartender until he came to take your order, “what can I get for you?”

You froze when you realised it was Mattheo behind the bar, he stared at you in turn, his blue eyes widening. Your dad put the order in and when he wasn’t paying attention, you leaned over the bar to speak to Mattheo.

“What the hell are you doing here?”

He shrugged as he poured the pints, “thought I’d keep myself busy,” he hissed, “since the only person I want to speak to won’t reply to my letters.”

You bit your lip, you really did feel bad about that one, it had been a jam packed summer already, you hardly had any time to write secret little love letters, “Theo…” you trailed off as your dad paid for the drinks and Mattheo shook his head at you.

As Remus explained how Sirius finally had the guts to tell him how he felt, you couldn’t help but watch the handsome boy behind the bar as he walked from customer to customer with cat like grace. He grinned at a little old woman and spent a lot of time speaking with her, you wished you could hear what he was saying. You liked him like this, it always seemed as though he had to put up a front in school, you wished he could be himself but you supposed you couldn’t blame him, considering who his father was.

Unfortunately, you weren’t as subtle as you thought because your mum saw you looking at him, “who’s that behind the bar?”

“A boy from school,” you muttered, taking a sip of your Butterbeer.

“He’s Mattheo Riddle. Voldemort’s son,” Harry blurted out.

“Harry!” you hissed.

Lily scowled as she eyed him curiously over her wine glass, “he looks like trouble, I hope you’re staying away from him, Y/N.”

“Of course mum.”

When you spotted Mattheo going outside, you made excuses about how you wanted to get some fresh air as you followed him out. You found him leaning against the wall, lighting a cigarette, “those things will kill you, y’know,” you giggled.

“Among other things,” he blew out some smoke, not looking at you.

“Theo,” you sighed walking towards him, “I’m sorry that I haven’t been writing to you.”

Mattheo sighed as he looked at you, touching your cheek, “I understand, you have to protect yourself.”

“I’m not trying to protect myself, I’m trying to protect you! Do you what my parents would do to you if they found out about us? Not to mention my brother.”

Mattheo smirked at you, his blue eyes surprisingly bright in the dark of the night, “trying to protect me huh?” he grinned when you nodded, “I lied by the way, when I told you that I liked you. I meant to say that I really like you,” he flushed and you marvelled at how something like this could embarrass him, after all you would together in The Room of Requirement.

“I really like you too.”

Mattheo flicked away his cigarette as he tucked a strand of hair behind your ear as he leaned in to kiss you. You sighed against his lips, tasting the mint of his gum and the smoke from his cigarette, it was an intoxicating taste.

He was onto me, one look and I couldn't breathe Yeah, I said, "If you kiss me I might let it happen"

I swear on my life that I've been a good girl Tonight, I don't wanna be her

He pulled away from you slightly, resting his forehead against yours, “a forbidden, secret romance is actually pretty sexy, Y/N,” he smirked.

“You’re such a prick,” you laughed as you pulled him in for another kiss.