Hadley: Mood KillerMature


I looked at him, seriousness etched on my face.

"You're not under age, are you?" he asked uncertainly.

"Just answer my question" I said, smiling a little.

"Well I don't think I'd have a panic attack, at least."

"What would you do?"

He was silent for a moment while he thought about it. "Be torn between guilt and anger."

I frowned, playing the love struck teenager oh so well. "Why?"

"Anger at being lied to, guilt at leading on someone that I shouldn't have been."

The corner of my mouth twitched a little and he frowned. Keep it together, Hadley. "What...what if I said I was only sixteen?" I asked, biting my lip and glancing at Maxxie nervously.

"I'd... be disappointed. And glad I've not done more than kiss you."


"For the same reason I'd be angry."


"You    are     nineteen right?"


He looked at me expectantly and the corner of my mouth twitched again, earning me a scowl.

"Does it matter?"

"Hadley..." he said, his tone warning.

"Yes?" I said innocently, fluttering my eyelashes at him.

He shoved me playfully and I smiled a little, shoving him back. "Would it seriously matter to you if I wasn't nineteen?"

"I don't want to have been thinking about having sex with someone who's under age"

I blushed a little. Had he seriously been thinking about…? "What?"

"You heard."

I blushed again and he sighed, putting an arm around my waist. As usual my brain was convinced it was too weird but I just ignored my brain, giggling a little at the sheer fact that he seemed to believe me.

"If I find out you're sixteen, you're a dead boy." He said, smiling slightly and I giggled again, "Or I'll start taking acting lessons from you. I can't make up my mind."

"Who said I was acting?"

"Huh. I'd go tell on you to Alex but he wouldn't give a fuck" he laughed.

"Lucky for you I'm twenty in a few months then" I said, laughing.

"I can't even be arsed to give you a dead arm for that. I dislike you."

"Dude, you so believed me"

"In my defence, Caleb lied about his age - who's to say you didn't?"

"Thanks for comparing me to a horny ginger"

He grinned. "No problem."

I crossed my arms and pouted but Maxxie just took it as an opportunity to kiss me. I kissed back even though it still felt a tiny bit weird and he hummed. I smiled and he smiled back. Like hell I wasn’t letting him down. "Are we still going back to the motel?"

"I don't know. I don't really care."

"Wow, I would've thought you'd have taken it as your chance to try and romance me" I smirked.

Maxxie smiled then giggled "If you want to be I can"

"And I thought romance was supposed to be spontaneous"

"It is when you're not worried about making the other person uncomfortable."

"Jeez, I'm such a mood killer"

"No" he kissed me again, "I don't mind."

"I do"

"I want you to be comfortable and ready for it, Hads. I told you. Being pressured into sex is no fun."

"Who said anything about sex?"

"My brain did. I meant in general. I ended up saying sex." He said, blushing slightly. Now that’s just adorable.

I laughed and pecked him on the lips. Weird, it felt less awkward that way. "There, see, no pressuring whatsoever"

He smiled and I felt the corners of my mouth tug up into a smile as we headed back to the motel.


"I think this is where I'm s'posed to tell you how much of a good time I had" I said, laughing a little.

Maxxie pouted and flopped onto the bed. "You mean to say... you didn't?" he said, pulling this cute little sad face.

"Nope, it was an absolute nightmare"

"You know what would cheer you up?"

"What?" Why did I feel something sex related was coming?

"A blowjob. Blowjobs cheer me up no end." He giggled. Yep, there you go, I was right.

I blushed a little at the thought of it. "You're as bad as Caleb"

He laughed. "It's not my fault. I've had sex near enough every day with a few exceptions since I was fifteen" he paused for a moment, no doubt replaying what he’d just said in his head, "I'm not a whore. I promise."

"You sure sound like one"

"I know. Maybe it'd do me some good to not get any for a while." He said, smiling slightly.

"And get an STD check, whore" I said with a half smile.

"I'm clean, you're safe."

I gave him another half smile. It might be fine and dandy you knowing you don’t have anything but it doesn’t make me feel any better.



He crooked an eyebrow questioningly.

"I'm just being paranoid, don't mind me"

"Paranoid about what?"


He shifted to one side of the bed and patted the space beside him. I sat down next to him and watched curiously as he rolled onto his side. What was he up to? He gently tugged on my shoulders so I was lying down next to him. Hey, I thought he said he wouldn’t rape me. I was lying there waiting for the molestation to start but all he did was play with my hair. Oh, okay then. I hummed a little because actually, it felt quite nice.

"Why're you paranoid about stuff?"

I shut my eyes and focused on his hand in my hair. "Because I've never felt like this about anyone"

"Mmm. I know it's scary"

"It's not scary it's just... I don't know"

He shrugged slightly. "Maybe that's not the right word. I can't be bothered to think, though."

"What can you be bothered to do?"

"If you were willing... something more than kissing, but otherwise, I don't mind," he said, smiling a little.

I blushed and bit my lip. Jeez, is that going to be my reaction to everything? Nice one, Hadley, just blush like a frigid little high school girl.

"Like I said. Only if you're willing"

"Maybe....maybe when we're not in a motel room" I said, smiling weakly.

He nodded and I felt a tiny bit better about it. Not exactly enough to move on from kissing but enough to not feel weird kissing him anymore. At least, I think anyway. I sighed contentedly and he kept playing with my hair making me smile a little.

I stayed like that for a while before saying quietly "I'm tired"

"Sleep, then" Maxxie said with a smile.

"Mmm" I made this lame half assed attempt to get up and move over to the other bed but only got as far as pushing myself up onto my elbows.

Maxxie pushed me back down and kissed my forehead before getting up and going to the other bed. I hummed a little again and curled up, not caring that the comforter was underneath me. I guess at some point I must’ve gotten up because when I woke up I was cuddling Maxxie like he was some kind of giant teddy bear.

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