Message Me Love:
Chap. 1
AN: I literally became obsessed with this book series. And I'm legit counting down the days til the movie comes out in theatres. But anyways, here's a bit of the three-part section for this story. Enjoy!
Honestly…I never imagined that something like this could ever, and I do mean EVER happen. I mean…I don't really consider myself to be "good looking" by any standards. Yet…she wants me. Better yet, she wants to see me. Sigh. Seriously, what god out there blessed me with such an angel? Emma Bloom is literally… a blessing in disguise.
We met under an embarrassing set of circumstances. Truly fate or whatever is in control of our universe literally loves to mess with my feelings. But honestly I don't regret a.. damn… thing.
Perhaps I should start by introducing myself. My name is Jacob Portman. And I, mostly by high school standards, am a nobody. I'm not saying this to get sympathy or to put negative attention to myself, but literally I'm a nobody. Most kids in my school avoid me like a plague and truthfully I don't know why. Not even joking here neither, but sometimes even my teachers forget my existence.
I don't exactly have any friends, except for this one kid Ricky. But we rarely ever talk anymore so it's whatever.
Now Emma…this wonderful angel, even sometimes devilish, sneaky girl, came into my life as of four months ago. You see, even though I'm considered non-existent, occasionally the jocks or few other popular kids like to mess with me. Anyways, Emma and I met simply enough on a Skype chat.
Some jocks wanted "to see" if I can manage to get some girls number or something like that. Now me being me, I honestly didn't know what girl to bother with. I looked around the halls that day and my eyes landed on this popular girl, Mindy.
Mindy was honestly the only popular girl who acknowledged me. We were partnered up for like one or two science projects. Each of those times we managed to have a decent conversation about school and life. I guess that's why I thought I had a shot with her. So after locking my eyes on my target, I walked over to her and her group of friends.
"Hey Mindy", I said to her. She turned to me and said "hi" back. In that moment I just decided to cut to the chase. I asked her out in a slight way I guess. But the point being here is that I asked for her number so I can ask her to a movie or something. So with a smile, she reached into her bag and pulled out a piece of paper.
When I tell you I was shocked, I'm not bullshitting when I saw I was in complete shock. So Mindy pulls out a piece of paper and writes down a Skype name rather than a phone number. Honestly, I should've suspected that this was a fake to begin with but truthfully I was still in shock over the whole situation.
Anyways once she finished, she handed me the paper and told me to message her on there about the date details and what not. I smiled and nod my head at her before saying goodbye. The jocks pat me on the back slightly before turning away and laughing amongst each other. Truthfully I don't really care what they think of me, if one person manages to notice me than that's all that matters.
So later on that night, I logged on my Skype account and sent a message to Firegirl18. Hopefully Mindy accepted me as a friend on here.
Me: Hey Mindy :)
I waited patiently until I saw a message back.
Mindy: Um…who's this?
Me: It's Jacob. You know…from math class?
I asked for your number earlier today…
Mindy: Oh my gosh. I'm so sorry Jacob.
This isn't Mindy's skype.
In that second I felt numbness encase my chest and embrassment flood through my veins.
Me: I'm so sorry. Some girl I know gave me this skype name and I
figured it was hers so…. yea the rest I guess is self-explanatory.
Unknown: Well all I can say is that
Mindy girl is a bitch.
I chuckled at that.
Unknown: A true lady wouldn't give false hope
to a fine, respectful gentleman such as
yourself. :)
The smile on my face widens at the thought of this mystery person. Literally, despite everything that just happened within the last few minutes, they managed to somehow make my night already.
Unknown: The name is Emma btw.
Emma Bloom.
Once again in that second, my night infinitely got better. I finally got a name as well as a new friend.
As I had mentioned before, Emma and I have literally been talking now for about four months. We talk everyday about everything and anything that comes to our minds. I usually tell her about bullshit that happens at my school and occasionally issues with my family. In return, she'll share stories about how her day went at this private school she goes to as well as the crazy things that happens in her house.
Sigh. I truly do thank whoever is up there because honestly Emma makes me feel complete. Everything about her just makes me so happy. Even though everything seems to be going great with our new friendship, there's only one problem that we've been facing. We have never seen each other face to face.
Now I know you're wondering "How the fuck have you's two not skyped called yet?". Well…her camera is broken, thanks to her brother. Now again you might be thinking "Dude you're being Catfished". Trust me when I say, I've thought about this already. But…for some reason I doubt that.
Her skype pic, shows a girl with wavy blonde hair laughing at something. But the picture of the girl is captured from a side angle, so it's hard to see her face fully. Again "Catfished" is pretty much going through your head. But trust me, I know she's the real deal.
So today was another typical day. Calm, but still dramatic in some way or form. But as always, after a crazy day at school I come home and log onto Skype. I smile when I see that Emma is online.
Me: Hey pretty lady :)
Emma: Good afternoon handsome :*
Me: How art thou today?
Emma: Thou art well. Tired of thy brothers,
but the same old stuff as usual.
I smiled at that. Emma talks a lot about her brothers. She has three. One of which being her twin, Millard. Funny enough, Millard was the main reason me and Emma couldn't skype. Her broke her camera in some way or another. But her other two brothers Horace and Hugh were rather calm. Mostly when they weren't tag teaming with Millard on something stupid. Or in any case tag teaming against Emma.
I swear, some of the stuff that they have done to her has literally had me in tears. In fact, one time Emma was telling me about how when she had come home from school, Millard had taken some of her favorite dresses and marched around the house in them. Having Horace and Hugh pretend to be photographers and having a fashion show of sorts. What had me falling off my chair in laughter was when Emma mentioned how Millard went so far with the fashion show that he even wore one of her underwear sets.
Me: What did Millard do this time? Lol
Emma: My god what didn't he do?!
As Emma went on about what Millard did today, I kept biting my lip. I honestly can't believe that he does all this crazy shit. It only makes me wish to meet him even more.
Emma: But enough about me. How was your day?
Me: Oh same old. Same old. Dad is
on another business trip with mom.
So I pretty much have the house to
myself as always.
Emma: Oh really? ;)
Oh boy. This was the other best thing about our conversations…the flirting. I swear it gets so crazy that I'm left with a hard on and a flustered face by the end of the night.
Me: Yea. Got this big ol'
house to myself. :(
Emma: That's such a shame. If only I
could be there to keep you company ;)
Me: True…but I have you here
now. ;)
Emma: Indeed. Buuut…it would be nice
to have your arms wrapped around me ;*
I grinned. To have her within my arms would be such a serenity within itself.
Me: Such scrawny arms would barely
give you warmth if I were to hold you.
.
Emma: Oh I highly doubt that. I know
you have packs of muscles lurking
underneath that shirt of yours. ;)
I swallowed hard at that. I know that she's referring to my skype picture. In it I'm standing next to a wax model of Arnold Schwarzenegger as the terminator with my arms crossed. I'm trying really hard to look like a badass, but I managed to make myself look more dorkier.
Me: Oh really? You're absolutely
certain about that?
Emma: Indeed I am sir ;) Infact I'm so
certain that I really REALLLY want those
arms around me right this second.
And possibly have those hands of yours
do unspeakable things to me.
Whoa. I look wide-eyed at her message. The blood in my body slowly going down south.
Me: Oh And what unspeakable things
would my hands be doing to such an
exquisite body as yours?
Emma: Oh…I can only tell you so much..
Me: Tell me…how can my hands be of
service to you?
Emma: Oh there's only so many things
they can do Jacob…
Me: Enlighten me. I want to know…
Emma: My god…I'm blushing just
thinking about it.
Me: And my hands are itching to know
of how they service you in any way…
Emma: Oh my…
Well… to start off, they can
start brushing my hair from
my neck…while your lips
lie kisses upon it.
By this point, I'm really hard. Hell, this is the hardest I've ever been. My left hand is already on my lap. Pretty much awaiting further instructions.
Me: Oh yea? So I'm kissing behind your neck.
Would I also by chance be taking a small journey
with my lips to the back of your ear…
Emma: Oh yes! Those soft lips of yours..
The sound of my zipper being undone echoes throughout the walls of my room as my hand slowly becomes acquainted with my "little" friend.
Emma: My gosh Jacob. I don't
think you realize how…
I leaned forward in anticipation, slowly stroking myself in the process.
Me: How what…?
Emma: How wet I am right now…
I only wish my fingers could be
yours right now.
I groaned at the picture of herself in her room alone. Touching herself to the thought of me. Her breaths coming in soft pants as she is either going faster or slower.
Me: If only I could see you right now…
I stroke myself faster as I see three dots pop up on the chat.
Emma: I wish for that too! Oh…the
things I want you to do to me in
your house…
I grunted and close my eyes as I stroke myself faster. The sound of slapping flash echoing in my ears. The thoughts I have right now are going haywire. I see myself taking her up against my hallway, fucking her hard and fast.
Me: Oh I wouldn't leave you unattended baby..
Emma: What would you do to me?
Me: Do you really want to know?
Emma: YES!
Me: How bad?
Emma: Really bad!
Me: Well first…
I pause, leaving the atmosphere tense and sexually alive.
Me: We wouldn't make is anywhere because
I would be taking you hard against the wall.
Emma: …oh…my
Me: Then once we're finished and recovering
I would carry you, while still deep inside you
of course, to the bathroom.
Emma: Jacob….
I close my eyes, moving my hand faster as I imaged the warmth of her pussy around me.
Me: Then while we are showering together
I'd wash over your body while kissing over…
every…inch…of…skin…
Emma: Ooh Jacob…I'm so close.
I was not too far myself.
Me: Me too baby. Me…too
Emma: Oh god…I want you here
with me…
Me: I'm right here baby…
Emma: OH..oh I'm cum-
As soon as I read over the broken sentence, I came over my hand and shirt. I lean my head against my desk as I'm catching my breath. Once my heart calms and my breathing falls regular I look back up to my skype.
Emma: Oh Jacob…
Me: I know…
Emma: I want you here.
I want your arms around me :'(
Me: I know baby I know.
We'll see each other one day.
I just know it.
Emma: I hope so…
Oh Emma…I hope so too. Nothing will keep me away from you, angel. I don't care what happens ay any point. But I will see my angel. I'll find some way to do so.
AN: Hey guys. So here's part one for my three part story. I am excited to keep writing this, you have no idea. But again keep an eye out ok. Talk to you guys soon~ Magone