TIFFANY'S POV:
I stood in the bike hut waiting for Justin that lunchtime. He was running late and I was freezing. Pulling my phone from my pocket, I text him…
"Hurry up, it's freezing out here! X"
"Miss. Mulgrew's just explaining our homework and then I'll be out x"
Smiling at his reply, I put my phone back into my pocket and walked around on the spot, trying to warm myself up…
"Cold?" Jake's voice questioned
Swallowing a lump in my throat I turned and nodded my head… "What're you doing here?"
"Thought I'd come and pay the sweetest girl in town a visit," he informed me "and now we're alone…"
"Don't you dare!" I proclaimed "I'll scream!"
"And who'll hear you?" he inquired "No one's around. It's just me and you."
"What did I ever do to you, Jake?" I asked "What did I ever do to you for you to do this?"
"I want you, Tiff, isn't that obvious?" he inquired, raising an eyebrow at me
"Well I don't want you," I informed him "in fact; I'm here waiting for my boyfriend, so you better disappear before he turns up!"
"I wouldn't do that if I were you." Justin admitted as Jake's hand lifted to stroke my cheek "You okay, Tiff?"
I turned my gaze to him and nodded my head, smiling at him weakly…
"Oh, I get it now!" Jake proclaimed "Things are more than familial between you two, aren't they? I never expected you to be such a minx, Tiffany Westbrook. I wonder what Mummy and step-daddy would have to say?"
As Jake turned away from me I hurried out of the bike hut and into the main building, not knowing what to do next, trying not to let the tears fall…
JUSTIN'S POV:
"She always was a cry baby," Jake chuckled as I watched Tiffany run off into the main building "bless her heart."
Moving over to him, I grabbed him by the back of his jumper and pushed him against the bars of the bike hut, fisting the lapels of his jumper in my hands…
"Do you really want me to have to explain to your Dad that you were the one to give me a bloody nose when I get back to school?" he inquired
"You're not worth it…" I hissed
"I'll make an appointment with Daddy Dearest for tomorrow morning, shall I?" he asked
"If you like your face the way it is, I'd reconsider that." I informed him
Scoffing and smirking at me in reply, Jake turned and left the bike hut. Once I'd watched him leave the school grounds, I made my way into the main building to find Tiffany…
TIFFANY'S POV:
"Tiff, open the door…" Justin's voice begged as I sat in a cubicle
"You shouldn't be here, Justin." I informed him through my sobs
"Well I'm not leaving, so you're gonna have to open up." he replied
Grabbing some tissue from the roll, I opened the door and stepped out, moving over to the mirror to compose myself…
"He's gone." he informed me as he placed his hands on my shoulders, his lips pressing against the nape of my neck
"Maybe we should end this," I admitted as I wiped my eyes "before it gets too serious."
"Is that what you want?" he questioned
"No, but Jake…" I began
"Jake's not going to say a word, I promise." he informed me
"What did you do?" I asked as I turned to him
"I didn't do anything." he replied "I just know he won't say anything."
"Okay," I sighed "but still, we should end it."
"That's not happening," he admitted "because I love you, Tiff."
JUSTIN'S POV:
I waited for a few moments to see if Tiffany would reply but she didn't. Exhaling a breath I didn't know I'd been holding, I wrapped my arms around her from behind and pressed my lips against her hair…
"I love you too…" she whispered
TIFFANY'S POV:
"Shall we go and get some lunch?" Justin suggested as I turned to face him
"I need to go home I think." I informed him
"Okay," he replied "let's get you there then."
"I can make my own way there." I admitted
"What if you see Jake?" he inquired "I'm not taking that risk. Come on."
Smiling at him warmly, he led me out of the toilets and we made our way through to the reception. Signing out, Justin and I left the school premises…
JUSTIN'S POV:
"Now we're here, you can get back to school." Tiffany informed me as we reached the driveway
"I'm not going back." I admitted
"What? Justin, I don't need a babysitter!" she proclaimed
"You're not getting a babysitter," I informed her "you're getting someone who wants to look after you and make you feel loved."
TIFFANY'S POV:
"You're not getting a babysitter, you're getting someone who wants to look after you and make you feel loved."
"When you say make you feel loved do you mean sex?" I questioned "I know that's what you want and I know it's naturally our next step but…"
"Not necessarily." he replied "I just want to look after you, Tiff, show you how much you mean to me."
I swallowed a lump in my throat and held out my hand to him… "You'd better take me to bed then, hadn't you?"
"Are you sure?" he asked
JUSTIN'S POV:
Tiffany and I made our way into my bedroom. She shut the door behind us and leant against it. Moving over to her as I threw my bag down on the chair, I stroked some hair from her face… "You're so beautiful."
She smiled at me warmly and bowed her head. Tilting it back up so her eyes met mine, I cupped her cheek and pressed my lips against hers in the softest of kisses…
TIFFANY'S POV:
I sighed contentedly as Justin's lips brushed mine and pushed my body off of the door and against his, smiling against his lips as he kissed me again as I heard him moan lowly in his throat. Winding my arms around his neck, I began to run my fingers through his hair as our kiss deepened and his arms wound around my waist, pulling me with him to his bed…
JUSTIN'S POV:
I looked up at Tiffany as I pulled my lips from hers and began to kiss my way down her body, removing the various parts of clothing as I went. Feeling her hips push against mine as I purposely let my hands brush across her bra-clad breasts as I removed her school shirt, I smiled against her skin…
TIFFANY'S POV:
"Thank you." I whispered as I lay with my head resting in the crook of Justin's neck, his arm wrapped around my shoulder, our legs entwined under the covers and our free hands entwined together, resting against his chest
"How're you feeling?" he questioned
"Better," I informed him "maybe even invincible."
He smiled against my skin as he pressed a kiss to my forehead… "Good."
"So what are we going to do for the rest of the afternoon then?" I inquired
"What do you want to do?" he asked as I turned onto my stomach to look at him
I smiled at him warmly and ran my hand down his chest to his now tracksuit bottom clad groin, palming him softly… "Can you not guess?"
Taking a hold of my waist, he lifted me onto his body so I was laid on top of him and connected his lips with mine. Running my hands down his chest to his waist, I began to push his tracksuit bottoms down, moaning softly against his lips as my panty-clad crotch brushed against his boxer-clad one…
Honest thoughts please, everyone…
