What can I say? Eddie want's her. Second part of Kiss me- I want you. oh and... MERRY CHRISTMAS! :DDD

I Want You

She tastes sweet. It's not the kind where when you eat too much it makes your stomach queasy. But enough sweet to keep wanting more. She's addicting. And I want her. I want all of her. I want to be the one to heal her heart, to take all the pain away and slowly she'll feel the love I have for her. A strong and unbreakable love. I want to be there for her and comfort her when times are rough. I want to be the one she comes running to. I want her to want me too. The tugging pain and heartbreak when I see her cry is unbearable. The pulsating and irrevocable rage I have gained for her father, that basterd who left her like this. He doesn't deserve not a single once of her tears. He deserves to rot in hell.

I'm holding her in my arms, not planning to let her leave anytime soon. She's not looking at me and it kills me. All those broken bones, all those teenage heartbreaks don't compare to the aching pain of seeing the women I love in so much hurt and denial. "Look at me." Please just look up and let me the one to help you. Loren, please look at me. I'll never hurt you. She shook her head and kept her gaze fixated on the ground. Don't do this, don't hold all the pain. Don't let eat you alive. She kept looking at the ground and I lifted her chin up.

My heart was sent chattering when tears were rolling off those beautiful hazel eyes. They're not meant to cry. She's not meant to shed a tear. I wiped them off her cheeks and kissed it. They're bittersweet. She whimpers and I hold her tightly. Don't cry. Don't cry. You have no idea how much it hurts seeing you like this. Tell me what's wrong and we'll get through this. I'll help you in whatever way I can. I'll do the impossible for you. I'll save you. I promise I will. She's tensed, not moving an inch and her hypnotizing orbs are staring at mine. The tears keep falling never ceasing to stop. "I don't like seeing you like this." I whispered. It's killing me Loren.

"I'm okay." She sniffed and shook her. Why? Why do you do this to yourself? I pressed my forehead against hers and wiped the endless streams of tears. She closed her eyes and I looked at her. Tell me what I need to do to help you. I'll do it. I'll swim the entire ocean for you just to see you smile. She opened her eyes and I couldn't help but look at her lips. They're tempting and I want them. I leaned in and looked back at her eyes; they had made the same trail as mine did. I leaned slowly to give her time to pull away. Please don't. Let me taste them just one time and I'll be okay. She didn't, instead she closed her eyes and her lips parted. Our lips met for the first time. I kissed her gentle, trying to comfort her that I am here. She didn't pull away, reciprocating my so much desire kiss.

I grabbed her waist and pulled her closer to me, our lips moved against each other and I decided I don't mind dying like this. She cupped my cheek, telling me that she wants this as much as I want her. But nothing will ever level up to how much I want and need her. Not even close. We part away from each other and she looks at me one more time before pressing her lips to mine again. This is all I ever wanted. You and only you. My hold on her waist tightens and she wrapped her arms around my neck. I didn't want to let go of her, but my lungs demanded air and slowly we pulled away. Tears were still rolling down and wiped them off before I kissed her lips again.

"I'm not leaving. I will always be here." And I meant each and every word. I'm not going anywhere. I'm never letting you go. I'm so sorry I wasn't here for you the past two days. I needed space and time to think over my feelings. I needed to control myself with you. I'm afraid of what I'll do to you if I don't keep it straight.

The past days were rough. I wanted to see her. Talking on the phone with her was not enough. And the constants dreams I had every time I closed my eyes didn't help either. But that was the only way of seeing her, holding her, caressing her and kissing her. My dreams. The urge and temptation stroke at any time of the day. I could be eating and all of the sudden I will head to my car and to her house. I did do that twice but stopped mid-way and turned back around. I would always look back, longing to go that direction and see Loren. But who knew what would've happened at the condition I was in.

The dreams. Oh god. Each time they became more intense. Loren screaming my name and naked body was on replay on my head. Constant cold showers were needed and that even helped. I was still pretty…err... how do I say this? Turned on from a dream. But the thing is, those dreams felt fairly real. Every time I woke up panting and sweaty, I would reflexively look at the other side of my bed trying to find Loren. Much to my disappointment, it was only a dream. She's not here with me. She's provocatively slurring words to my ears making me go… Jesus! Another cold shower. And hence, I spent forty minutes in the shower trying to control my mind and my friend who always betrayed me at the thought of Loren.

I need help.

Ian didn't even help his old pal with this issue. Instead he just mocked me every possible time he could. Wish to my luck wasn't a lot. He was busy with Melissa. HA! So much for not wanting to fall in love. I chuckled at the thought of Ian going red for a girl.

"Mate are you sexually frustrated?"

I was sitting on the couch, with a bottle of Brandy in hand when he popped that question out of the blue. I looked at him for a mere second before turning to the TV before me.

"No." I shrugged and took a sip of the Brandy and scrunched my face. Ian nodded and turned to look at the TV. Moments later he turned his gaze back at me.

"Okay then why the hell am I not able to sleep because of your constant moaning and that awful annoying creak of your bed. Are you still having those dreams of Loren?"

I took another sip of Brandy and swallowed it before looking at him. "They're nightmares."

He looked at me incredulous and snatched the Brandy of my hands and placed it behind him. I groaned and then reached for the bottle of wine next to the table. He snatched that one too. I glared at him and he just tossed me a water bottle. I stared at it for a moment, and then I drank all of the content in it.

"I'm getting tired of your bullshit."

I aimed the water bottle to the garbage bin. I threw it but missed.

"And that's as much fucks I can give." I stated bluntly.

"Ed. Go talk to her. Two days is enough."

I sighed. "Yeah right. With the rate of my dreams and how my mind wonders off without my permission I'll have her pinned down in a matter of seconds."

"You're too reserved for that. You'll control yourself before you do anything stupid."

I laughed sarcastically. "No man. With this girl it's different. I want her and I can't control it."

"So you're just going to spend the rest of your life hiding from her because you're simply scared." He shook his head in disbelief.

"Yep. That's about right."

"Well mate I tried everything. You cannot be cured. I'll see you later. I have a date to go to." He patted my back and went straight to the door.

"You haven't even tried anything to help me. You just stand there laughing at me."

"Hey that's the most I can do. I don't what to do when I have a full grown man sexually frustrated."

I narrowed my eyes at him but smirked when I took something out of my wallet.

"Yo Ian!"

He turned around at my call. "What?"

I tossed the condom to him. "Be safe."

"Mate! Forget you." He shut the door but still took the condom with him. I laughed. For the rest of the day I sat on my couch thinking about anything but Loren. Well that didn't even work for a minute. I sighed and turned to my piano, indulging myself in the music. The words that were stuck in my head turned into lyrics and I wrote a song at the end. For you Loren and the misery you're putting me into right now. I went to sleep after. And those wonderful dreams came. No really they're wonderful.

The next day I had a few interviews and Jake bugging me about songs. I had written three songs the past days. All dedicated to Loren, my muse. I stopped shortly by Dad's but left soon afterwards when he was busy interviewing employees.

It was about 4 o'clock when I went straight to my spot to free myself from everything that's been going on my mind lately. And to my sweet surprise there was Loren with her magnificent self. I wanted to lift her up, hug her tightly and kissed her with all the desire and passion I had to put off the past days. Instead doing all of that, I called her and sat next to her.

Something was not right. She was not okay. Everything was wrong and I want to know what. But she didn't tell me and hesitated. I want to help her, but she doesn't let me. And I'm lost and conflicted of what I'm supposed to do to help her. But I'll be here for her. And when she's ready I'll open my arms and kiss her tenderly. Sweet and with so much passion. That's what she deserves, to be loved unconditionally. Something her father, oh god he doesn't even deserve being called that, couldn't do.

I hate him. I don't even know him but I still want to beat the living shit out of him. And that alone will not be enough to tame my anger and hatred towards him. How can he leave such a beautiful and benevolent girl like Loren? I'll never know why and just the thought makes me want to punch a wall. She doesn't deserve this sadness. Not at all. I want to make her happy, to love her and teach her to love again. I want her to love me. I want to be her first love, her first in everything.

She opened up to me about him, and I just held her there. Attempting to comfort her. At the end I was able to stop her from crying. That was the greatest feeling ever, the relief it brought was unimaginable. My whole-being belongs to her. I love her. But no matter how many time's I'll tell her that in the future, her insecurities will get the best of her. I want to make them vanish and for to see how amazing and wonderstruck she left me.

We we're lying on the floor looking up at the sky when I felt Loren doze off into a sleep. I smiled at how sweet and innocent she looked. My girl. The thought of her being mine, brought a smile to my face and I chuckled. Love-struck. I carried her to my car and positioned her comfortably. She was still half asleep. I kissed her forehead.

"I love you."

She stirred in her sleep and murmured some words before finally falling asleep. I smiled in content and got into the car with Loren head on my lap.

I don't need that much anymore.

I had taken Loren to her house. The moment I got home I went straight to my bed with a smiled well plastered on my face. The dreams weren't so bad anymore. They weren't as intense and rough. No more naked bodies, screaming of names, moaning next to my ear and pleasure off kissing every part of her body. The next morning, I rejoiced. I woke up calling Loren asking her ditch school for me. She didn't and I knew it was the last day of high school for her. But hey a guy can try. And then I told her I like her. This is a complete lie. I love her. I'm hers. She doesn't know that. But I'll damn make sure she does. Ian came barging into my room.

"Mate we have a problem." I stared at him. "I read an article about sexual frustration and it said if it's not treated right away then the sexually frustrated person will jump at anyone within distance and rape them."

"Ian…" I stood up and walked closer to him.

"Ed do not take another step. You will stay a well good distance away from me. Who knows maybe I'll be the one you attack."

I burst out laughing. "I'm good."

"No you're not. And if you get close to me. O h Lord I don't even want to imagine." He picked up a magazine and rolled it up. "I'm warning you. I'm a master at karate."

"I talked to Loren."

"Oh good." He wiped his forehead and threw the magazine on the bed. "I was freaking out. So what happened?"

"We talked." I said. And that's as much information I'm giving him. He laughed comprehensively.

"Hey we're surprising the girls today."

"Melissa and Loren? I'm in. How?"

"We're picking them up after school."

"You just want to see your girl again don't you?" He smirked at me. "Are you making your move today?"

"I kissed her yesterday."

"Nice. Two birds in one shot."

"Yeah. Yeah. Okay I'll be going now. I'll see you later."

I walked past him and went straight to Jake. Same old, same old with him. I spent most of my morning and afternoon there. Then I picked up Ian and we went to their school. How the hell did I find it? Easy. I have my sources.

I heard Ian laugh when Melissa became frustrated attempting to find the car honking at them. I got off the car and walked over to Loren. I admire the view in front of me; those jeans look nice on her. I wrapped my arms her waist. My face was in the crook of her neck and I was tempted to kiss her right there. And I did. What can I say? I can't get enough of her. I smirked at her reaction.

"No PDA!"

Loren spun around and there was an annoying distance between us. I frowned disapprovingly and pulled her closer to me. She smiled at me and I flashed her one to. She wrapped her arms around me. I felt a wave of pleasantness and happiness take over. I pulled her away slightly and then crashed my lips to her. I kissed her softly and smirked when she returned the kissed eagerly.

I heard Ian say past us. "Get a room."

I wanted to so much lean back in when Loren pulled away to look at him. My hand was still on her waist. "Make a move!" Loren yelled at him and I smiled at his reaction as he scurried off to Melissa. Impatiently, I kiss Loren again interrupting her from her laughter. I pull apart and she grins at me.

"Hey you." She parts away from me when her face turns into terror.

"Damn Baby!"

I heard boys whistling and yelling. Pictures were being taken and some girls were coming to us with a paper in hand. I smiled nervously only causing them to scream. I grab Loren's hand. I don't care the freaking world can know how lucky I am to have a girl like her. I'm proud for being able to kiss her and hold her.

And that's all I want.

Her. Her. Her.

I want Loren Tate. She's mine and no one else's.