Chapter 4: Dates and Sleeping on the Couch

Warning! Sexual Content!

Anyways here's chapter 4 hope you like it :D Reviews are lovely by the way!

Later that night Jarod and I went on our first date. I truly was surprised that uncle let me go he's so protective of me. Anyways Jarod is so cute; he took me to the park and pushed me on the swing. I know it's childish, but being around him makes me feel happy and bubbly. We sat under a tree, his head in my lap, and we talked about random things like movies and music. Finally when the sun began to set, he took me to this little restaurant. It wasn't fancy or anything it was just perfect I guess. So at the moment this is where we are…

I sipped on the Coke I ordered and stole a fry from Jarod's plate, "hey!" he chuckled as I popped the fry in my mouth.

"Hay is for horses," I giggled reaching for another fry.

"Well aren't you a smarty pants."

"I try," I giggled holding a fry to Jarod's lips.

He took the fry into his mouth and gently licked my finger of the salt. I blushed and softly rubbed my foot against his leg. My foot went higher and higher until it reached his inner thigh. Looking up I noticed him taking a deep breath and a pink tint creep up his neck. Jarod reached and grabbed my foot pressing it to his groin. I blushed, a bright red when he asked me to rub my foot against his groin. Softly I started rubbing, his face gaining more of a red glow when someone yelled at him.

I quickly pulled my foot away earning a low groan from Jarod. He ran his hand down his face and looked up to see a boy our age slamming his fist to the table.

"WHERE THE FUCK IS LINSAY!" he yelled in Jarod's face, "WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER!"

"I DIDN"T DO ANYTHING TO YOUR WHORE DAVID, NOW LEAVE CAN"T YOU SEE I'M BUSY!" Jarod yelled back glancing at me.

This David boy turned to me, "Well aren't you a pretty thing, to pretty for this faggit."

"Yeah well who am I pretty enough for?"

"Me? Or one of my friends?' I looked around him to find three preppy guys behind him staring at me, lust the main emotion in their eyes.

"Well If Jarod is a "faggit" I'd rather be with him over any of you any day."

David gave me an evil glare and signaled for his boys to grab Jarod. They drug him to the restroom while David held me by the waist pushing me in after Jarod. He pinned me to the wall, roughly grabbling my breast and grinding his hips to mine. Jarod pleaded for him to stop as the others threw punches and kicks at him. I couldn't move or yell all I did was stare at Jarod, a tear running down my face.

Soon they stopped when Jarod laid on the floor, a black eye, bloody nose and bruises here and there. David threw me to the floor beside Jarod, whispering in my ear that he'd see me again soon, and then left with the rest of them. Jarod struggled but succeeded in crawling over to me and wrapping a sore arm around my waist.

"I'm so sorry Ally…" he whispered.

I didn't say anything until he looked at me, "don't be, he'll get what he deserves."

I picked myself up from the floor, stumbling slightly, "whose Lindsay?" I asked helping him sit up.

"This girl from school, her and David pranked me by thinking she actually liked me so she kissed me and next thing I know David and his boy are beating me while she's laughing. Now she's missing and I guess they think it's my fault." He rubbed his head gently.

"I see… then she must have gotten what she deserved."

"I don't know it's a mess though."

"Well let's get home, maybe you should stay the night or something you look in bad shape."

"You're right."

"I always am."

We smiled at each other as he stood up. I pulled his arm around my shoulders and we left making our way towards my house. It started raining as we walked down the sidewalk and Jarod stumbled slightly, slipping on the wet concrete. After what seemed like hours we reached my house. It was nothing special just a rundown house in a poor neighborhood. We stepped onto the small porch as the door swung open revealing uncle in his robe and slippers.

"I've been worried sick Ally where have you…" he trailed of finally noticing Jarod's poor state

"Sorry uncle, but can we explain this inside?"

"Of course hurry come in!"

We helped Jarod to the couch and I ran to get the first aid kit in the bathroom. Right before I left Jarod walked in with some old clothes of uncles.

He kissed me quickly, "I'm going to shower first them we can bandage me up."

"Oh okay then, "I placed his clothes on the small shelf and he first aid kit back under the sink.

I turned back to him as he stripped off his shirt. I stared at his somewhat toned chest and flat stomach earning a low chuckle from him. He stepped closer, rapping an arm around my waist and another rubbing my cheek. I gently reached for his chest, running a finger along a few fresh bruises. He flinched a little but didn't step away.

"I'm sorry the date was sucky."

"It was a great date Jarod, until those goons shower up."

He looked at me in deep thought, "want to shower with me?" a sly smile came onto is lips.

"You pervert." I giggled and kissed his cheek, "it does sound fun though."

"Oh? You pervert." He kissed my lips and let me go, "I'll be done in a few."

"Okay, I'll be in the living room." I smiled and closed the door behind me.

About twenty minutes later Jarod emerged from a steam filled bath room, donning and old grey wife beater and black boxers. He sat beside me on the couch, dressed in a soft blue tank top and black short shorts, freshly showered with my a towel around my neck. Jarod didn't know we had a smaller bathroom so he was a bit surprised. He handed me the first aid kit he brought with him and I got to work. All he really needed was a few Band-Aids.

"Thank you, can I use the phone to call my mom?" he asked.

"Sure." Uncle said pointing to the phone.

He spent a few minutes talking to his mom saying he was staying at a friend's house. When he hung up we told uncle about what happened and about David. By the look in uncle's eyes I knew he had just found a new victim.

"Well it's late, I'm going to bed." Uncle stated standing up, "You two be good and get to bed soon."

We watched him walk down the hall and close the door to his room. Jarod and I sat silently for a few minutes until he scooted closer and slid and arm around me. I looked up into his dark eyes seeing my reflection. Ever so gently he pushed me back making me lay on my back while he was above me on his hands and knees. He stole my breath in his rough kiss making me gasp. He liked my lip asking for entry, but I closed them tight teasingly.

"Mm…open your mouth baby" he said breathless.

I shook my head and giggled at him. He tried licking my lips again, but seeing as that didn't work, she snaked his hand up my shirt grabbing my right breast. I gasped and he slide his tongue in. he sped up the rhythm of the kiss making it go in sync with the hand kneading my breast. I slide my hand up his shirt, memorizing every muscle, and then wrapping them around his upper back. Eventually he tore his shirt off and stripped me of mine. He lays on top of me groaning as I gently sucked on his tongue. I felt his erection poking my thigh, looking down I found the large bulge in his boxers. It made me blush and gasp softly at the size.

"You okay baby?" Jarod asked looking down at what I was looking at.

"Um yeah I'm fine babe; just a little nervous is all."

"Well I don't think we should go that far tonight." He whispered, catching on to what I was focused on.

I snapped my head up in surprise, "You don't?"

"Well I mean we can if you want, but I can tell you're scared."

"I am a little…I've never done this before."

"Honestly I've never gone all the way either…" he trailed off.

"Let's just sleep tonight Jarod, "I kissed him and he rolled to the side.

"You want to sleep here with me? Or maybe your bed?"

"No I'm too tired to get up…guess we're sleeping on the couch."