I f*****g hate surprises.

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I really hate surprises, but he knows that and it makes it f*****g hilarious for him I bet. I've tried all week to get him to tell me what it is but all I can get is that it's something cool that he wants to show me. I honestly don't even have any guesses from how vague he is with this surprise so hopefully it is in fact cool. still nervous about spending the day with Cam Outside of school, I hear his truck pulling in. f**k, here we go I guess. i go to let him in but he pulls me outside "i cant show you here, we have to go to the woods where it's ominous, ads to the excitement." now I'm looking at him suspicious wondering what on earth, or why we would need to go in the woods for a surprise. I trust Cam not to murder me but just why. "okay I guess, I'll go tell my parents we'll be gone for a while" which my parents of course are fine with, although if it were my daughter I'd probably laugh at them with a big fat hell no. at least I get to do whatever I guess. "so why do we need to go to the woods?" i finally ask " wouldn't you like to know? " I knew he was gonna say that s**t. I glare at him only for him to smile big while still keeping his eyes on the road. after questioning him the whole way there the truck comes to a stop in the middle of a wooded area, that by the way, isn't really all that ominous. there aren't really a lot of leaves or animals, not much life due to the time of year it is, it's just getting out of winter so it's still very cold, and nothing has started springing yet so to speak. the woods could be creepy if you wanted them to be I'm sure, but really it felt more peaceful being here. "I don't see a surprise.", "I know, but first you have to promise me you won't freak out or run away", " oh so you are murdering me, great just great" I say sarcastically. Trying not to laugh he looks at me with a serious face "don't run, I'm not going hurt you I promise." now I do feel a little creeped out, but I try to brush it off because something in my gut tells me I'm just being paranoid. while I'm trying to figure out what he even means I watch him take off his shoes, and step back a few steps. Suddenly I hear a series of crunches and cracking sounds, while I watch my best friend contort, grow fur, and literally turn into a f*****g wolf. now normally I'd be bolting for the hills right now, but all I can think about are those green eyes, the ears and... "you f*****g asshole that was YOU? I saw you son of a b***h" I punch the enormous dog in frustration "I haven't been able to sleep all week because of your ass, and you're telling me it was you? " in way less time than it took for him to get that way he was back to being human, and very f*****g NAKED. all I see are his eyes change from green back to brown and his his long brown hair f****d up, then his abs and before I even got the chance to ACCIDENTALLY look at his d**k I quickly turned around. my face probably the color of the coolaid man right now I just shut up at that. He covers himself with one hand and with the other he grabs my waist and pulls me to his body to whisper in my ear "slept fine while I was there." Jesus can you be any more of an ass? I just stand there not even justifying that with a response because f*****g duh I slept great that night. "I'm dressed now" I didn't even notice the pair of sweets he had brought, which were the best idea he's had all day cause the clothes he had on before were now practically shredded. The first few minutes of the car ride are scilent, and I'm kinda mortified at what just happened and just trying to process it. "so a f*****g warewolf huh? that's one hell of a secret." he smiles softly "well I couldn't not tell my best friend right?". "yeah but you could have warned me about the f*****g naked part" his smile got even bigger "nah, what's the fun in that" this mother fucker, how am I even supposed to talk to you after that." wanna get some McDonald's? " he asks me knowing that I'm a cheap food picker and would have definitely picked that if he asked me Where I wanted to go. " f**k yeah I'm starving" and maybe that'll help get that image out of me head. I see him smirking and I just wanna smack him again. at McDonald's we both get McChickens and eat inside the car, f**k people but also f**k waiting to drive home to eat."where to now? " he asks me. I think for a minute "any good drive in movies Playing today?". " oh yeah I think Deadpool is playing tonight after some kids movie. we could probably catch both unless you wanna just wait till Deadpool stars. ". " nah let's just watch both, nothing better to do right now" so we head to the drive in and find a good spot to watch the movie. Deadpool was hilarious and it was both our kinds of movie, it was nice to have a guy friend who didn't dis the movie just for having a hot male lead." YES, that was the best f*****g ending, I was gonna be so pissed if he listened to metal dude" I tell cam " same, they actually surprised me with that one too. in the best way." before we left the drive in he grabbed my hand, softly caressing it with his thumb and usiing his other hand to pull my face twards him " you're mine Robin." he tells me in a soft but serious tone, and without asking he kisses me. my mind is racing and I freeze again and just bite my lip thinking did that just f*****g happen, I knew he was sweet but this day has been crazy, and now he's gonna spend the night, what if he wants to have s*x with me, what if he's just as sweet as he is right now and I'm too stupid and shallow to even enjoy it because I want him to be something he's not. lost in thought and halfway through our ride to my house probably on the 13th time of thinking about how he's too sweet and gushy for my type and he just growls "would you stop f*****g calling me SWEET." now I'm lite frozen. "uuuh, I didn't say ... " no but you were f*****g thinking it." squinting my eyes in disbelief there's no way he f*****g heard that, can he read my mind or some s**t? and to confirm that he shakes his head yes. " and since when do warewolves mind read? " " Robin this isn't the time for this conversation, but I can't read everyone's mind, only yours, and if you call me sweet one more time..." he just gives me a look that says either something very dirty, or something very dirty, yeah no other way of describing this look. suddenly realizing everything I've been thinking about even sometimes around him throughout the week I choose to remain quiet for the rest of the drive to my house. we get to my room still having not said anything since him telling me that, now I'm looking around my room self conscious about what he probably already knows and trying my f*****g best not to think about my vibrator, but the smile on his face says he already knew about that, I slap him." seriously that's f****d up, and not fair, that shits private" he doesn't even answer that, he just pulls me onto his lap in a straddling position and holds me there so I can't move. already blushing I curl into a ball the best I can but he grabs me by the hair f**k don't do that, and pulls my head to where I'm looking him in the eyes." can I hear you say it, or are YOU too big of a p***y to even say it to me. " say what that I f*****g want you? " I don't wanna hear you think it robin I wanna hear it from your lips" he says still holding me by the hair." and since you think I'm too sweet for you I'm not letting you go until I get to hear you say it. " f**k Cam that's not fair, I can't say it I'm frozen, my jaw won't even open. he shakes is head no slowly "we have all night you know"
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