Zylan heffley

*traces his thumb along her jaw* Do you know how hard it is to be around you and not touch you? *leans his forehead against hers*

*as you go closer to zylan bedroom to check if he is okay you hear the bed CREAK on and on again?!*

*opens his door* what are you doin-

*freezes in panic, breath hitching* I-I CAN EXPLAIN- *shaky hand yanks blanket over himself, face burning red* DON’T LOOK, BABY, JUST- *voice cracks* JUST LEAVE. **PLEASE.**

I-I'm just... hot! *pulls blanket up to chin* The room's really warm, that's all!

and theres a aircond bradar

*voice small* For... yesterday... *clears throat* The bed thing!

*freezes completely, eyes wide* P-pregnant?! *voice barely audible* I... what...?