Author's Note: Sorry I haven't updated this one in a while. I felt really uncomfortable writing this one in the library, and I just got my computer back this morning. Hope you guys like the new chapter.
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Chapter 8: No where to Run
A few weeks later Julie and Portman lounged on her bed making out. Her shirt was off at this point, but it was clear that they weren't going past there today. They'd been at it for an hour, and nothing was happening. She glanced over at the clock.
"Crap!" She sat up, and grabbed her blouse from the floor. She pulled it on and buttoned it up.
"What's wrong?" He asked, "We're just getting warmed up."
"I'm late for Kevin," She said, "That's the third time this week, he's going to think something's up."
"What do you see in that guy?" He asked as she stood up, went over to the mirror and started primping.
"He's nice," She said, "Funny, smart, rich," She shrugged. "He loves me." He nodded. "What about Gracie?"
"About the same," He sighed. She leaned down and kissed him. "How much longer are we going to do this?"
"Do what?" She said.
"This Cat," He said, she turned around and looked at him. "Me and you."
"You want to end our arrangement?" She said, "Fine. Go see if Gracie will put up with you for more than a week when you're not loosing all your sexual energy on me."
"That's not what I meant," He said, "I meant, you know what forget it," He stood up, "I'll call you later."
"No," She said, grabbing him, "No, come on, we're upfront with each other, or this won't work."
"You want upfront?" He said shortly.
"I think I deserve it," She said.
"Fine," He said, "You want me to be upfront with you. I'm in love with you and I can't go on fucking you when every time we finish you run off to some other guy. How's that for upfront?" He walked out. She stopped and sat down on the bed. She picked up the phone and sighed, she dialed. It rang a few times.
"Hello," Kevin picked it up. She swallowed.
"Hey, it's, it's me," She stuttered.
"Hey, where are you?" He laughed. "I was starting to think I got stood up by my own girlfriend."
"I'm sorry," She said, "I just realized I have a ton of homework and I have to bail tonight."
"Oh," He said quietly, "Sure. Are you OK? You've been weird for the past few weeks."
"Yeah," She said, "I'm fine. I have to go though."
"OK," He said, "I'll see you tomorrow."
"Yup," She said. "I love you."
"I love you too," He said, she could hear his smile. And then they hung up. She groaned and fell backwards. Portman was in love with her. Or so he said. How id she feel about him? She liked having sex with him. She liked teasing him and the way he called her on her bullshit. She thought of the one time they'd actually slept together, and how when she'd woken up in his arms she'd felt safe, like nothing could get to her. At the time she'd dismissed it, saying it was just because having a warm body to hold onto. That was all it was. It wasn't love, it was just left over emotion from sex. He was confused, that's all. And she would tell him so. She marched down to his dorm room and knocked on the door. He opened it.
"What are you," He started.
"Sh," She said and walked in, "That was so unfair of you! Just dumping that on me and then leaving! You're not in love with me."
"Oh you know how I feel now?" He laughed, "That's a talent."
"Shut up!" She shouted, "You might think you're in love with me but you're not. The only between us is sex. You mean nothing to me!" She stared into his eyes. "If I'm in love with anyone, it's Kevin."
"Then why are you here?" He asked with a shrug.
"What?" She said.
"Why are you here?" He repeated. "Aren't you supposed to be with Kevin?" She dropped her jaw. "I mean if I mean nothing to you, and you're in love with him, why are you here with me, instead of with him?"
"Because, because," She stammered, he stared at her, "Because I had to yell at you. About not being in love with you."
"You do realize how stupid that sounds right?" He laughed. She looked at him. "Look, do you think I like being in love with you?"
"Well, that's nice," She snorted.
"Shut up and listen for once, OK?" He sighed, "You're no picnic. You're spoiled and you're mean, and you drive me crazy! If I could have picked, I would have fallen for Gracie, but I didn't. I fell for you, despite the fact that you've manipulated me, and treated me like crap and,"
"Used you for sex," She mumbled.
"Yeah," He sighed, "That."
"You'd rather love her?" She said.
"Well," He sighed, "It'd be easier, I mean, Gracie's sweet and kind, and really wants me to like her." Julie nodded. "You're more of a challenge. Which I like too." He sat down and kissed her gently. He'd never kissed her like that before.
"Portman," She said. "I think I love you too." He laughed.
"You think you could try using my first name?" He said.
"Let's walk before we run here," She rolled her eyes. He laughed. "So are we like dating now?"
"We will be," He nodded. "When you break up with your boyfriend."
"Yeah," She sighed, "Right, Kevin. He's not going to take this well. What about Grace?"
"Grace and I aren't serious," He shook his head, "At all. We aren't even exclusive, we're barely dating." He was trying to convince himself. "She'll bounce back. She's a good kid."
"Yeah," Julie nodded and pulled her shirt over her head and then lying on the bed.
"What are you doing?" He looked at her.
"Oh what now that you love me you don't want to have sex?" She smiled.
"Not right now," He shrugged, "I have to go talk to Grace." She kissed him.
"After," She said pouting sitting up. "If I'm going to be your girlfriend, I demand that you fuck me."
"I'll see you tonight," He tossed her the shirt. She pulled it on and stood up and walked out the door he was holding open for her. She kissed him slowly. "Bye Julie," She sighed. "Just talk to him, once you do, we'll have all the sex you want."
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