Joes POV
From the look on my face, I think she knew that I wasn't going to go skinny dipping. I'd never been naked in front of a girl before, and even though she wasn't daring me to have sex with her, I wasn't ready to show myself completely to someone. I wanted every part of that to be special. And standing in the middle of the Irish Sea wasn't exactly special to me. "Ehmmm Sarah….." I started, but she interrupted me. "Look Joe, I'm sorry, I was only joking, you don't have to do it, lets just stop playing this game, its annoying us both."
Thank God
I didn't reply to her, I just nodded my head and looked down at my hands. "So Sarah, whats next for you? I know my dad is really interested in producing a show for you, does that mean we'll be seeing more of you?" I couldn't help smiling as I spoke. I could totally imagine myself getting to know sarah really well. I hade a major crush on her already. I saw her smile lightly and brush her chesnut hair out of her face. "I dunno Joe, its like theres nothing holding me to Ireland anymore. Its where I live, but its not my home anymore. I cant really explain it…..there's nothing here for me…" she spoke softly and honestly. "The show that I'm on, it has opened up so many oppurtunities for me, and made me the actress I am today, but I'm tired of being portrayed as my character. Sometime's though, its easier to just pretend to be her, instead of trying to explain to people that I do just play a character, nothing more. The press has labeled me a whore, a cheat, a diva, everything my character is. But its just not me and I'm tired of pretending. I'm tired of everything here…." I had tears in my eyes listening to her speak, she was obviously going through something I didn't understand, but I wanted to.
"Come here," she stood up from the couch, motioning for me to take her hand. I did as I was told and placed my hand in hers. Instantly I felt a spark, it was unreal. She walked me to a room just off her enormous kitchen. It was full of awards, newspaper clippings and mainly pictures. Every inch of every wall was covered in photos. "Before my parents died, they had set up this room. They cut out every article I was in, every interview I did, every award I won was placed in the shelf. I think they were proud of me….god knows they wouldn't be proud now…."
I squeezed her hand tighter, letting her know I was there for her. Although I was curious as too why they wouldn't be proud of her now, I didn't ask. I simply made her face me and looked deep into her eyes. "Look Sarah, I've known you for less than a day, but already I know that your someone who could make anybody proud. Heck, I'm even proud of you, you are here, an 18year old teenager, who has accomplished so much, and has so many hopes and dreams, and you've done it all on your own….you're amazing Sarah," I blushed but kept eye contact with her…. "I really mean that"
Sarahs POV
For a split second I thought I was going to cry, but I wouldn't let myself. This guy was amazing. It was just my luck to find someone like him, 2days before he leaves for the rest of his tour and then returns to his home in LA. I just couldn't catch a break.
He told me he was proud of me, how could he be. If only he knew my everyday lifestyle. Wake up at 5am, drive to work. Spend my day pretending to be someone I hope I'm not. Then ring my friends, have a party in my house, get absolutely off my face drunk, hook up with my usual sex buddy Gary and then pass out somewhere. Each day was pretty much the same.
For some reason though, I wanted to be different when joe said he was proud of me. I wanted to make him proud, even for the two days he was here. I wanted to show him the old me, the person behind the mask.
I looked deep into his handsome eyes….he was so attractive, but even more so because of his personality. He seemed so real.
Joes POV
We didn't break eye contact the entire time we stood there in silence. I'm not usually one to make the first move so fast, especially with a girl who I most likely will never see again after the next two days, but I couldn't help myself.
I lifted my free hand and gently stroked her cheek. It was so soft, it showed her innocence. I then gently tilted her chin upwards with my finger and placed my lips on hers. She didn't hesitate to kiss me back. Her lips were warm and moist. At first the kiss was slow, we were just getting to know each other. Then it deepened. She was the first to make the move. She licked my bottom lip with her tongue and gently slid it into my mouth. Instantly I did the same. This was by far the most passionate kiss I had ever had. There was so much emotion in it. My hand moved from her chin, to around the back of her neck, pulling her ever closer to me. She wrapped her arms around my back, and my muscles tensed just from her touch. As the kiss got more heated, so did our bodies. I had never had so little control over my actions before. I just couldn't stop myself. I tried lifting her top, but she stopped me.
Sarahs POV
The kiss was amazing. It was nothing like it is with my usual conquests. It was a real kiss, not just kissing because of boredom or hornyness. It was so real and beautiful. As we deepened the kiss, we both became more heated. I could feel him against my leg, and usually if would have felt such a thing, I would whip off the guys trousers, but now I was uncomfortable. I knew he was a virgin, and I didn't want to take that away from him, especially with someone like me. When he tried to lift my top, I stopped him, even though it was extremely hard to do so.
He broke the kiss, and looked into my eyes, waiting for me to say something. "Joe, its just not right………I'm sorry" I said, although panting from lack of breath. He nodded his head in agreement, he knew I was right. "I'm so sorry, we've just got this heat between us, and I cant control it, it scares me….." he said. I lightly pushed his head so he was looking at me once again, I didn't want him to think that I didn't like him. "Joe, your right, we do, but we both know nothing can happen when you leave in two days, therefore nothing can happen now, now matter how much we want it too….." it really saddened me to say those words. I linked both my hands in his and slowly edged my head closer to his. I softly kissed him on the lips, with a small smile.
We made our way back towards the living room, where the fire was blazing, and he sat down on the couch. He opened his legs, and I sat in between them, my back to him. He kissed my shoulder softly and whispered in my ears "goodnight beautiful."
I smiled and frowned at the same time. Why me?