This type of love isn't rational, it's physical..

"You're in love with a what?" she nearly dropped the mug in her hand.

"I have to go," I shut off the television and get up. "I'll be back later."

"Gabriella we need to talk about this."

"Not now." I race upstairs to get ready then run out the front door. Driving to Allison's house thinking about that imagine on the television. I felt overwhelmed and worried to death, I needed to speak to him. Now. What was happening? Why was he on the run. What in the world could he have possibly done that could be so bad? These questions swirled around in my head. I park the car and run to her door knocking fiercely. The door flung open and she looked freaked.

"I thought you were the freaking police from that knocking!" she pulled me inside and shut the door.

"I can't believe it." I pace back and forth.

"I know. Neither can I dude." she laughed a little. "Oh.. sorry by the way that your boyfriend is a criminal now and all."

"Ha, yeah thanks." I rolled my eyes and ran my hands through my hair in frustration. "I need to speak with him."

"Don't you have his number?" she headed toward the kitchen and grabbed an apple.

"Of course I just forgot because of my panicking and shock." I took out my blackberry quickly and looked through my Caller ID.

"I'd love to find out what's up with Bolton, but we gotta head to school in like 5." she grabbed her bag sitting on the couch.

"Shit." I muttered under my breath. "I forgot about school too."

"You gotta go." she says in all seriousness.

"I know, but Troy." I sighed.

"Wow, ditching because of him now?" she opens the door. "Stay here if you want, but I'm going."

"Alright, see you later." I hug her and is on her way shutting the door behind her.

I dial his number. "Come on troy, pick up." I sit on the couch waiting impatiently. It goes straight to voice-mail. If only I knew where he lived I thought. My phone starts ringing and I answer it quickly, it barely finishing off with it's 2nd time ringing.

"Troy!" I speak with some relief in my voice.

"Yeah." he answers in a whisper.

"Where are you? What's going on?" I ask in a rush, not sure he even knows what the first part was.

"Calm down. I'm fine and I can't tell you."

"I've had it with that excuse!" I nearly yelled. "Troy, you're gonna have to fess up sooner or later or.."

"Or what?" he asked softly.

"Just tell me.." I pleaded.

"Where are you?"

"At Allison's."

"I'll see you soon." he hung up.

"Troy.." I felt on the verge of tears as I put my phone back into my pocket.

I heard a loud noise coming from outside. Sounding like a motorcycle, I wipe the tears from my eyes and rush to the door and open it. Troy. I wanted to run and jump into his arms never letting him escape me. I wanted nothing more than to be near him. He took off the helmet putting it on the seat and looked at me with the most vulnerable look in his eyes. He looked like a little kid that had been hurt. I ran to him and he ran to me. We both embraced each other and he picked me up burring his face in my neck, inhaling my scent. It was as if we haven't seen each other for months. He set me to my feet and put his hands on my face looking into my eyes as I placed my hands over his and a little smile formed on my face. It was silent and he leaned forward to place a sweet kiss on my forehead. He hugged me tight as did I with him. I never wanted to let go, because I knew if I did he would be gone in a matter of seconds. I couldn't bare being torn away from him. He was on the run and I knew he would soon be gone somewhere far away, some place not with me.

"What are you doing here?" I pulled away a little and looked at him.

"I needed to say go-" I cut him off by putting my fingers to his lips shaking my head.

"Don't." I looked down holding back my tears. "I can't hear it."

He nodded and I removed my fingers to his cheek. He lifted my chin and my eyes found his, he was holding back tears as well. But I knew he would not shed a single one. Crashing his lips onto mine and pulling me closer to his body if possible. Putting my hand on his neck deepening the kiss. I needed him. I yearned for him. He picked me up and I wrapped my legs tight around his waist. He held onto me and walked us inside the empty house.

"Troy," I broke the kiss for just a moment.

"Yeah?" he looked at me.

"I want you." I paused as I ran my fingers through his sandy brown hair. "All of you."

"I want you too, Gabriella." he connected his lips with mine once again.

He slammed me against the wall and I winced at the pain, but continued making out with him. I slid my hands underneath his shirt and took it off of him throwing it somewhere in the room. My eager lips found his bare chest then shoulder then neck. I felt his fingers creep up my shirt. Making our way into Allison's bedroom and shutting the door with his foot. Falling onto the big bed, he hovered over me and I touched his face. Taking off my shirt and throwing it across the room, he kissed my chest up to my neck. Sliding his hands beneath me and finding my bra clasp. He undid it and looked into my eyes as he took it off me. I pulled his head down and our lips met in a passionate and heated lock. This was my dream, one of my selfish naughtier dreams about this criminal. The sensation going through my body was unbelievable and so enjoyable. He left butterfly kisses down my stomach to my jean band, undoing them. I closed my eyes as he took them off kissing my legs softly. I bit down on my bottom lip. He kissed my inner thighs up to my crotch. I couldn't take much of this any longer. I needed him inside of me. He looked up at me with lust filled eyes and slowly slid off my panties, now I was completely naked in front of him. This was the first time I showed my bare body to anybody. Growing nervous, I bit on my lip gently. He kissed right above my vagina and crawled back up to me. I moved my hands down his body to his jeans and tugged them right off leaving him in nothing but his boxers. He smirked at me amused at how virgin I was looking I assumed. Innocent Gabriella, not so innocent any longer. Pulling off his under garment, I looked down to see his throbbing member. I giggled softly and he smiled adoringly at me as our lips met.

Here I was in bed naked with a boy I'd only known for a month. This was insane and not at all like me. He made me different though and I liked it.. a lot. He made me feel as if I was floating up on cloud 9, I couldn't get enough of him. His lips pressed on my ear whispering "Ready?" I nodded and braced myself for the pain that would come first. As he started sliding his member inside of me, I clutched to his back. My fingernails digging into his flesh as he lowered himself even more in. The pain was excruciating. I wanted to scream out, but I held it back and a tear escaped my eye as he went deeper and began to move in and out of me slowly. I thought of telling him to stop, but all of a sudden the pain got replaced with pleasure. I stopped making marks into his back and laid my hands flat on his back. He looked at me and noticed my eyes closing in pleasure. I felt him increasing his speed, he thrusted in and out of me faster now. I was loving every second of him in me. I began moving my hips with his and Troy's lips kissed up my neck to my jaw. Arching my back and tilting my head back as he went faster with each thrust. Moaning softly, moving my fingers through his now sweaty hair. Our lips connected and I moaned more loudly into his mouth. The sensation was building up in my body and I wasn't sure how much longer I could last. I shouted his name, and he groaned in pleasure. Our bare bodies together sweating and hot banging against each other's. Both our voices filling the room. Soon we would both reach our climax, I was becoming exhausted and I could tell he was too. With one more thrust both of us released and yelled out each other's names as we did. He collapsed on top of me and his head laid on my chest. I stroked his hair as we both tried to recover our breathing back to normal.

"I'm so glad I came." he looked at me, his face red.

"Me too." I smiled and kissed him softly.

"I wish I could stay with you." he rolled over onto the bed, laying next to me now.

"You can." I prop my head up looking at him. "Just stay."

"You and I both know I have to leave." he sighed, sitting up.

"You do some time. Then everything will be fine." I sit next to him.

"I'm not going to prison for 20 years, I won't do it." he snapped.

"Prison?" I'm shocked.

"Nevermind." he got up and found his clothes.

"Why would you go to prison Troy?" I cover myself with a blanket, standing up.

"Just stay outta it." he puts on his clothes quickly.

"I can't. I won't." I found my clothes and put them on as well.

"You have to. You'll get in trouble too." he headed out front to the living room, I followed.

"I can risk it." I rolled my eyes. "Don't go."

"I have to say it now Gabriella," he opens the door looking outside to see if it's safe.

"No you don't." I shook my head.

"Goodbye." he storms out to his motorcycle.

"Wait! Please." I beg as I approach him.

"What?" he looks at me, with those sad eyes.

"I wanna go with you." I touch his face.

"You can't." he pulls away from me.

"Yes I can. I can do whatever I want." I demand.

"You're still under age and this is too big for you to handle." he hops onto his motorcycle.

"I'm a big girl. I ca handle anything." I snatch the helmet from him putting it on.

"You don't know what you're getting yourself into."

"I know that where ever you are, is where I wanna be." I climb on the back and hold onto him. "Drive."

That is it. Do you think Gabriella should go with him? Please review?

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