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"You see that glassed in guitar over there?" I asked Norman pointing at it. I was standing on top of my bed and I didn't feel like getting down. Besides I didn't mind seeing his muscles flex when he picked up a box. Norman tilted his head at it before retreiving it. He was being a huge help.

I continued drilling the brackets into the wall to hang it above my bed. I turned around to see Norman looking at the guitar with a confused look. "You keep a guitar in a glass case? Isn't that a little bit of a waste?" he asked. I chuckled at his confused look.

I placed my hands on his shoulders and jumped off my bed. I peeked over his shoulder at the guitar. "Not when you see who it's signed by," I flipped the box around so he could see the front of the guitar. I watched as his eyes became wide. I chuckled again.

"You got a guitar signed by The Black Angels," he stated more than asked. I hopped back up on my bed. "Come on, Muscles. I'll need your help getting this up here," Norman got up on my bed with ease. I helped him but the glass box into the brackets. Once I heard the familiar click I stepped back.

In the process my foot had managed to get caught in my comforter and I fell backwards luckily still landing on my bed. Norman looked down at me with an amused look. He crouched down a little before falling on top of me. He caught himself with his hands.

"You enjoy this position way too much," I mumbled. His blue eyes connected with my green ones and he smirked a little. "Mmhmm," he mumbled against our lips before connecting them. I sighed as I felt his lips move against mine and I pushed his arms a little causing him to fall on me.

He chuckled a little before pulling back. He looked above our heads. "Doesn't that ever scare you? Aren't you afraid that it might fall on your head? That would hurt like a motherfucker if it did," he said while staring at the guitar intently. I rolled my eyes at him.

"You really know how to kill a mood," I said. He grinned at me a little. "Force of habit," he said. I rolled my eyes again. "Don't do that they might get stuck like that," I groaned. "Do you ever act your age?" I asked him. He grinned a little wider. "Never," he said. I rolled my eyes. He opened his mouth to say something but I pointed at him.

"Not another word," I said while trying to push him off of me. He was definitely stronger than me and he didn't even move. "Nice try, babe," my breath caught when he said that and he definitely noticed. "What's the matter, babe?" he asked while emphasizing the word 'babe.'

He bent down really close to my mouth and I fidgeted underneath him. "It's just me, sweetheart," he whispered. I could feel his breath against my lips. I suddenly felt really nervous around him. It was funny how he knew what buttons to push already to make me feel like this.

"Are you done?" I asked him while playfully glaring at him. He glared right back at me. His blue eyes piercing mine. I really enjoyed it when he didn't have his sunglasses on. "No," he said. I was confused. He bent down and kissed me for a few seconds before pulling back and getting off of me. I watched him walk out of my room before I heard him shout. "Now I'm done!"

He wasn't going to get away with it that easily. He just kisses me then walks away. I started towards my bedroom door when my cell phone started ringing. "You're lucky my phone is ringing!" I yelled at him while answering my phone. I didn't hear anything on the other end.

"Hello?" I asked. I pulled my phone back to see who called. "Stace?" I questioned. I heard a chuckle. "Norman's over isn't he?" I could hear the smile in her voice. I rolled my eyes at her fangirling. "Yes Stacey he's over," I said. I heard her sigh happily.

"I'd swear you were dating him," I said. I walked down the hallway into the living room. Norman was sitting on my couch with a smirk on his face. "I wish!" Stacey said. I chuckled. "So, to what do I owe the pleasure of this phone call?" I asked her. I heard her sigh.

"It's pretty serious," she started. I waited for her to continue. "Chase called me," she said. I groaned. "Why the fuck is he calling you?" I asked her. I watched Norman's eyebrows arch as he looked at me with concern. "What's wrong?" he mouthed and I held a finger up to him.

"Trust me, I was a little shocked too. He asked me if I knew if you were dating anyone," I groaned again. "Stacey," I whined. It's like she knew what was coming "Mandy, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean t. It just kind of slipped out," she said hurriedly.

"Stacey, at least tell me this. Did you tell him who?" I asked her. I was now a little concerned as to what Chase might do. "No, luckily he hung up before a name came out," I groaned and ran a hand through my hair. "And I thought I had enough drama already."

"Bitchy mom still at it?" Stacey asked me. I rolled my eyes. "Luckily no but I don't think it's over anytime soon," I felt arms snake around my waist and pull my down. I landed with a small flop on Norman's lap. I turned around slightly and looked at him.

He smiled slightly before kissing me lightly. I smiled as I pulled back. "You could wait to kiss him until we're off the phone, dude," I chuckled at Stacey's comment as Norman leaned in to kiss me again. I pushed his head away lightly before turning my attention back to Stacey.

"Thanks for the heads up, babe," I said. I leaned back into Norman as he wrapped his arms around me tighter. "No problem," Stacey said. I sighed as I placed my free hand on top of Norman's. "Well Stace, as much as I would love to stay and chat I gotta go, but we should Skype soon!" "Hell yes! Bye babe!" she said. I chuckled as I hung up.

"Everything okay?" I heard Norman ask behind me. I turned around a little and nodded. "Just peachy. Stacey was just telling me about someone," I said. Norman stayed silent for a second before answering. "Anything to be concerned about?" he asked.

I shook my head. "Nah, just someone being really immature," I said. Norman cracked a slight smile. "Sounds like someone you shouldn't associate with," he said. I sighed and nodded. "I should really unpack some more," I groaned while going to stand up.

Norman's grip tightened around me. "No you don't," he said while flopping me back on the couch. I chuckled as I fell beside him. "Are you really going to stop me?" I asked him. He smirked "Is that a challenge?" I giggled as his lips connected with mine.

I sighed happily into the kiss as his hands gripped my hips and my hands found his hair. I quickly pulled back and looked at him. He now looked confused. "Oh no, you don't get away with things that easily, mister! Kissing doesn't make up for teasing me earlier!"

Norman chuckled a little. "Dammit," he mumbled. I stood up and stretched. I looked over to see Norman staring at me intently. "What?" I asked him. He pulled up my hoodie a little. "You have a tattoo," he stated simply. I chuckled as he lifted the hoodie more.

I pushed his hand away lightly and pulled off my hoodie then lifted up the side of my shirt. "It's a dream catcher with feathers going down my ribs. I got it when I was 18. Hurt like hell," I said. Norman traced over one of the feathers and smirked as he saw goosebumps appear.

I rolled my eyes and let my shirt fall. "I'm gonna order pizza. What do you eat on it?" I asked him. He chuckled at my quick change in subject. "Pepperoni," he said. I walked into the kitchen and dialed the number. After quickly ordering I walked back into the living room.

"It will be here in about 45 minutes," Norman let out a low whistle. He looked up at me. "Are you wearing my shirt?" he asked. I laughed at first at his question but then looked down at my shirt. I was wearing my Black Angels shirt. "No?" I sort of questioned him. I looked back down at my shirt before arching an eyebrow at him.

"That looks like my shirt," he said.

I smirked a little. "I promise you it's not," I said. Norman stood up and came over close to me. "Don't believe me?" I asked him. He shook his head. I rolled my eyes. "Fine," I mumbled. I quickly stripped my shirt and held it out to Norman by my finger.

His eyes were wide with shock at what I had just done. He slowly grabbed my shirt and looked at it as if he didn't know what to do with it. I grabbed this hem of his shirt. "This off now," I stated. Norman quickly stripped his shirt and then slipped mine on.

I was shocked to see that it fit. "I don't know what's weirder. The fact that we could have the same shirt or the fact that you can fit into my shirt and it looks incredibly sexy on you by the way," Norman grabbed my waist and pulled me into him.

"You look incredibly sexy like this," he whispered huskily in my ear.

I shivered a little as I felt his warm breath against my throat. He placed a light kiss on my neck and chuckled against my skin as he saw the goose bumps rise again. There was a knock on the door. I grabbed Norman's shirt off the floor and slid it on. "Pizza's here."

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"Oh my God! Did you see his face?!" I asked Norman. We were sitting on my couch with the open pizza box sitting on the coffee table in front of us. Norman chuckled while taking another bite of his slice. "It was pretty funny," he said. I bit into my slice.

"Funny?! It was fucking hilarious. I thought he was seriously about to pass out when he saw you!" I said. Norman chuckled again. "You are crazy," he said. "I am not!" I said defending myself. Norman cocked an eyebrow at me. "Okay, so maybe I am! But I'm not complaining. People love me and all my craziness!" Norman was full on laughing at this point.

I finished off my first slice of pizza and reached for another one. "I'm not complaining either. I think it's hilarious," Norman said. I nodded while taking another bite. "Seriously though, I guess celebrities aren't allowed to order pizza," I said.

I watched as Norman cringed. "I hate that word," he said. I was a little confused. "What word? Celebrities?" Norman nodded. I chuckled. "Why? What word do you prefer?" I asked him. Norman smirked. "I prefer the word working actor," Norman said.

I contemplated what he said. "Why's that?" I asked him. Now I was curious. "Celebrities get their paycheck and go home. Working actors do their work and then take the time to interact with their fans. Because without them I wouldn't have a job."

I nodded a little. "It actually makes pretty good sense," I said. Norman nodded this time. "Yeah, so please don't use the word celebrity," he said. I playfully saluted at him. "Aye Aye Captain," Norman chuckled again. I finished off my second slice of pizza and sighed.

"Can I finish unpacking now?" I asked Norman. "No," he said while shaking his head. I crossed my arms and pouted. "But daaaaad," I whined. Norman glared at me when I called him dad causing me to chuckle. "You need to take a break every once in a while," Norman said.

I nodded. "I know but the faster I get this done the faster I can just relax and not do anything," I said. Norman rolled his eyes. "Such a woman," he grumbled. I stood up and threw the now empty pizza box in the trash. I turned around to face Norman with my hands on my hips.

"Come on," I motioned for him to get up. Norman crossed his arms and pouted mimicking me. "But moooom," he whined. I rolled my eyes. "Real mature," I said while walking over to stand in front of him. "Not really funny now is it," he said. I rolled my eyes.

Norman arms snaked around my waist and he pulled me down into his lap. "Well hello," he said huskily. I chuckled. "Hi there," I said. Norman leaned up and kissed me lightly on the lips and pulled back resting his forehead against mine. "You like this position way too much too," I said.

Norman cracked a smile. "A pretty girl on my lap. You can't go wrong with that," he mumbled. I felt the heat rise up into my cheeks as I let my hair fall in front of my face trying to hide it. Here he goes again, pushing my buttons. He knew what made me feel this way.

Norman moved the hair lightly out of my face and I was instantly met by his bright blue eyes. "You're not very nice," I said. Norman smiled at me. "Nobody ever said I was," Norman said. I chuckled as he brought my lips to his again. I could definitely get used to him kissing me every day.

My arms instantly wound around his neck as he pulled me closer. Okay so maybe he could get away with just kissing me. It definitely made me feel all giddy inside. Norman's fingers gripped my hips causing me to moan in his mouth which caused him to moan in mine in return.

Dammit. He definitely didn't know what kind of effect he had on me. My hands found his hair as my fingers latched into it. His hands slipped under my shirt and his cool hands made goose bumps rise on my skin. Norman's fingers traced my tattoo on my side.

I shivered under his touch causing him to smile while his lips were still pressed against mine. I tugged on his hair lightly. His fingers found the hem of my shirt and he pulled on it. "This off now," he growled against my lips. He repeated the same words I had said earlier, but they sounded way sexier coming from him. He had that voice that would make you do anything.

I raised my arms up as he pulled off my shirt and the cool air hit my skin. I took the opportunity to grab the bottom of Norman's shirt and take it off of him. Once his shirt was off Norman's hands gripped my waist again and he pulled me back into him.

He parted my lips with his own and his tongue made it into my mouth. I moaned again and tugged on his hair a little harder. I felt like my head was spinning. Norman shifted and my back was now pressed against the couch. I giggled in the kiss as he hovered over me.

My hands were resting on his biceps and I could feel them flexed as he held himself up. I couldn't take it. I pushed his elbows out causing him to fall on me. I heard him let out a breath as he landed on me causing me to smile into the kiss again. Suddenly Norman pulled off of me and sat up. I groaned and propped myself up on my elbows.

"Tease," I groaned. My eyes wandered over Norman's chest when my caught something. "I guess I'm not the only one with tattoos," I said while sitting up. I ran my index finger over the tattoo tracing the letters that spelled out Norman. "My dad's name. He died when I was younger," Norman whispered. I looked up at him. I could hear the slight sadness in his voice.

I watched goose bumps rise on his skin as I continued to trace it. "I'm sorry. That really sucks," I said. Norman shrugged a little. "Yeah, it does, but he's in a better place now," I nodded. I leaned up and kissed him lightly. Norman picked up his shirt off the floor. His shirt, not mine. He slipped it over his head. "You only kissed me because you wanted your shirt back," I said. Norman chuckled. "Yeah pretty much."

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Norman and I decided to watch a movie. Silver Linings Playbook to be exact. [A/N: I want to see that movie soooooo bad!!!! So of course I had to put it in here! Besides Norman tweeted about how good it was! I wonder if he cried? :P] We were totally not paying attention to it.

I was sitting on the couch and Norman was lying down with his head in my lap. Wasn't this supposed to be the other way around? I ran my hand through Norman's hair and sighed. He was definitely a little kid at heart. Norman shifted so he was laying on his back and looking up at me.

"What?" I asked him. His sunglasses were off and I could see his blue eyes. I think I am going to permanently hide them because I love looking at his eyes. He pushed some of the hair out of his eyes with the back of his hand. "Nothing," he said. I felt my face scrunch in confusion.

"Your face might get stuck like that," Norman said. I smacked his chest lightly and he pouted at me. "Are you abusive to all your boyfriends?" he asked me with a chuckle in his voice. I stuck my tongue out at him. "Shut up," I said. "Good comeback."

I raised my hand at him but he grabbed it quickly and laid it across his chest. I rolled my eyes at him. I turned my attention back to the movie but I couldn't concentrate on it with Norman lying across me. My hand was lying over his heart and I could feel his heartbeat.

His hand was over top of mine and he was playing with my fingers lightly. I sighed and knew that he wasn't thinking about what he was doing but secretly it was driving me insane. I sighed again as I felt his fingers lace with mine. Maybe my heart could calm down.

Norman lifted our hands and kissed the back of mine causing me to fidget a little. Norman looked up at me. "I make you nervous," he whispered. I looked down at him. "No you don't," I said. Norman chuckled a little. "Yes I do. You just won't admit it," he said.

I rolled my eyes at him. "No you don't," I whispered. Truthfully he did. He seemed to know how to push all my buttons just right to make me nervous and feel like a girl with a high school crush all over again. Norman leaned up and his face was not even two inches from mine.

"Yes I do," he whispered. I could feel his hot breath against my lips as I met his eyes. I felt like my heart was pounding out of my chest and I felt the heat rise to my face. Norman slowly reached up. He traced the outline of my blush with his index finger.

I felt the shiver go up my spine as I flinched back from him creating some sort of space between us. He chuckled a little. "See, told you I made you nervous," he said. I shook my head. Norman leaned forward and I was now pressed into the couch.

"Beautiful," he whispered. I knew by the time he kissed me I was flustered. His lips seemed to fit perfectly with mine as my arms wound around his neck. He easily flipped us around and I was once again pressed against the couch as he hovered over me.

He pressed himself into me completely as his fingers found my hips again. I sighed as his hands made their way to the small of my back and pressed me into him. I ran my hands through his hair and tugged on it lightly. He pulled back and looked down at me.

"You love teasing me don't you," I said. Norman cracked a slight smile. "No, but it's fun doing it," I rolled my eyes as he leaned down again and pressed his lips to mine. The kiss came a lot more dominating as he parted my lips and his tongue snaked into my mouth.

He was definitely a big tease. He moaned as I tugged on his hair a little roughly. I smirked at the control I had over him. Crazy men and their hormones. He pulled back again and looked at me. "Ya know you always pull back just as it's getting good. That's not fair."

Norman chuckled and rolled off of me. "Slow your hormones, girl," I scoffed. "Me? Control my hormones?" I poked him in the chest. "You have no room to talk buddy boy," I said. Norman cocked an eyebrow at me. I smirked and crawled onto him straddling his lap.

His arms instantly locked around my waist and pulled me into him. He leaned up and I quickly dodged his lips. "See two can play at this game," I whispered in his ear before grazing my teeth against it. Norman groaned and I smirked and pulled back.

I pulled his arms from around me and sat down beside him. I looked over at the TV and saw the credits rolling. I sighed. "We're never going to get through a movie together," I said. Norman chuckled. "I'll never get through anything with your pretty face around," he said.

I rolled my eyes at his cheesiness. It was getting late and I looked over at the clock on the wall as it struck nine on the dot. Norman stood up. "I really should head out. I have a busy day tomorrow," I nodded and followed him to the door. Norman turned to me before opening the door.

"Can you do me a favor tomorrow?" I arched an eyebrow at him. "What's that?" I asked in return. He sighed and leaned against the door. "I hate to ask this," he started. I shook my head and rested my hands on his chest. "Norman what is it? I don't care," I said.

Norman wrapped his arms around my waist. "I have a bunch of stuff to do tomorrow and I don't know if I can get Mingus after school. Can you pick him up?" he asked me. I smiled a little. "Do I get paid for this?" I asked him jokingly. He glared playfully at me before leaning down close.

"I'll pay you in all the kisses you want," Norman whispered huskily. I smirked. "That sounds very very sexy," I said before he touched his lips lightly to mine. It was short and sweet. "Thanks, babe," he said. I smiled. "Anytime," I said. He slipped out the door and I watched him as he entered his door he turned around to me. "Night babe." I smiled. "Night."

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I finally got to watch Silver Linings Playbook! If you haven't seen that movie you need to go rent it!! It was so good and Jennifer Lawrence KILLED it!! Anyway, comment, vote, fan, follow, add to reading list!! Reedus kisses! xxxxxxxxxx