Malia
The next morning, I woke up early to a text from Emily. “911!” was all it read. I rolled over and admired Ty’s naked back as he lay beside me in bed, still fast asleep. He looked so cute, his hair falling into his eyes, his lips parted in just the slightest. I leaned down and left a trail of kisses across the muscles on his back, to which he responded with a sigh. I jumped out of bed and headed towards the bathroom to call Emily.
“Hey Em, is everything alright?” I said when she answered the phone.
“Absolutely not! It’s my 18th birthday tomorrow, I’m throwing a huge party tonight and I need help decorating!” She shouted back into the phone and I couldn’t help but laugh a little.
“I’ll be right over,” I told her, then hung up the phone. When I walked back into my room, Ty had roll
