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Warning: This chapter contains swearing and sexual themes.

This by far, was the most reckless stunt I've ever pulled to date. Also the most daring. I was gonna be in so much shit whenever my brothers' discovered I had sneaked out.

I waited as the phone dialed, brushing down my denim shorts. It was taking forever, then finally there was a crackle on the other end of the line and a voice filtered through. It was Jared.

"Hello?"he said.

I smiled at the sound of his voice. His accent made him all the more appealing.

"Hey, it's Chris" I replied.

I couldn't believe I was doing this. Sneaking out was one thing, but sneaking out to meet up with a boy. I was breaking every single rule in the book, the one written by my brothers'.

"Hey, I was hoping I'd hear from you tonight," he returned. I smiled when he said that. "So I am just leaving my house, was waiting for you to call before I left. So now that you have called, how'd you like to meet at the same place we first met."

My grin widened, butterflies fluttered around in my stomach.

"Sure, don't see why not," I said. "I just needed to get away from my brothers'. I just need some peace from them, their driving me insane."

Understatement of the year. Last time I checked, it was 11.15pm.

"It's 11.17pm right now," I added. "I would need to be back probably by say 4 to 5 am."

Please don't let that be a problem. Please.

"Works for me" responded Jared.

"Okay, see ya there" I smiled, rubbing the back of my neck nervously.

The line went dead, allowing me to venture off into the night.

As I made my way to the diner, I became self conscious about my clothing choice. The black t-shirt I was wearing under my jacket clung at little too much against my skin. It was old and hadn't been worn in a while resulting in me outgrowing it. The shorts exposed my legs, something I tend to avoid displaying. Then again, I just wanted to look nice and at least presentable.

I arrived outside the now closed diner, and leaned casually against the wall as I waiting patiently on Jared. When he showed up, I found myself rushing towards him and tackling him into a hug. I broke away from him, blushing furiously. What the hell was wrong with me!

"Sorry if I look a mess," I said with a small chuckle. "I had to climb out of a bathroom window."

"It's okay, same goes for me," he laughed. "I had to climb out my bedroom window. But no matter what, I was determined to see you."

I blushed again. Seriously, what the hell was wrong with me! My cheeks continued to flush as he eyed me up and down, a smile spreading across his face.

"So, what exactly would you like to do?" he asked, his eyes focusing on me.

His stare was intense, burning right into me and sparking something deep within me. It caused the butterflies in my stomach to go insane.

"I'm cool with whatever" I shrugged, still blushing.

The butterflies became startled as my stomach squeezed, as I held my breathe. Jared slipped his hand into mine and began guiding me along the sidewalk. This was an interesting development. We strolled down several streets, his eyes constantly returning to me.

"You're very beautiful," he commented. "I don't know if I've ever seen a more beautiful girl like you."

I scoffed. Oh please, that line is so corny. Besides, what's attractive in a 5"1ft girl with a developing bust, a washboard stomach and unruly wavy brown hair? I laughed.

"I'm serious," he remarked, gazing down at me as we walked hand in hand. "You are beautiful."

A bench came into view, it invited us to sit down which we did. I slumped onto the bench in a very 'ladylike' manner, then I remembered a cute boy was in my company and I straightened up as I cleared my throat.

I dunno how long we sat there, an hour maybe. We exchanged small talk, gazing into each others eyes now and again. I discovered more information about him. He had an older brother named Misha, who was two years older and was described as an eccentric stoner. The stories he told me about his brother made me laugh. After story telling, my focus ventured up to the night sky.

The sky was jet black, decorated with tiny twinkling stars. My mind and soul always becomes tranquil whenever I gaze at the sky, regardless of it being day or night.

"I love looking at the sky at night," I remarked in a pensive manner. "It's so peaceful. It makes me forget all my problems."

I glanced briefly at Jared, his facial structure highlighted by the moon light. God, he was so cute. He caught me looking at him, causing me to blush and turn my head away in embarrassment.

"I know what you mean," he said with a smile. "It makes me feel the same way."

Hmm, I bet it does I said to himself as I gazed up at him again. My God, I was becoming a mushy mess of hormones. A shiver of excitement trembled up my spine as his arm curled around my shoulder, pulling me into a one armed embrace. It took me by such surprise that I flinched slightly.

"I'm sorry" apologized Jared, withdrawing his arm a fraction.

I smiled up at him, my cheeks scarlet red. Dammit hormones! Slowly I leaned into him, allowing him to sling his arm over my shoulder.

"Don't be," I said, glancing up him. "I like it."

He seemed flustered with excitement and shyness, his brown eyes glared right into my soul, the spark flickering inside me.

"Okay, that's good. I like it too," he replied, blushing also whilst staring at me "I really like you Chris. I really do."

Oh God, me too I said to myself. We resembled two people battling it out on a staring contest. There was a warm fuzzy feeling inside me, squirming and wriggling about like an alien creature ready to burst out my chest. I'll say it again, dammit hormones!

"I really hope we could maybe get to know each other" he said, gazing at me, his arm still around my shoulder.

"What?" I said, bemused.

"Oh, you want to get going further right now?," Jared replied. "I was just saying that maybe you would want to go slower. But if you want to go faster, that's fine with me."

What was he getting at? Oh, wait. I cocked my head as I shifted in my position.

"Are you askin' me out?" I asked with a smirk, an eyebrow raised.

Jared blushed, bowing his head slightly before returning his gaze to me. I beamed at him.

"Guilty," he confessed bashfully, lifting his head. "Is that a bad thing?"

Me? Out of all the girls in the universe, and he wanted to ask me out?

Sure, I'd ask him out in a heartbeat but I'd never thought it would be the other way round. Yet, to be perfectly honest, I was thrilled. I could only stare into his brown eyes, and study his handsome face. I bite my lip and shook my head. The butterflies swarmed inside my stomach. Making out with him was on the top of my list. Also I'm sure, by the look on Jared's face, it was his wish too.

"I like you," he uttered, leaning towards me. "I really like you."

His arm, still around my shoulder pulled me into a closer embrace. Normally, I would retreat from this much invasion of personal space, but not this time. I welcomed it. His hand suddenly cupped the side of my face, drawing my face closer to his. My heart hammered inside chest as I held my breath. It was torture, waiting for that one single moment.

"I like you too," I replied, my voice a whisper. "I really.."

My confession was interrupted when our lips slowly connected. Taken by surprise I pulled back slightly.

"What?," questioned Jared, his forehead touching mine. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing" I replied with a small grin.

He beamed with delight and our lips locked again, his hand still cupping the side of my face. Holy hell, he was a good kisser. Seriously, I'm not kidding. The butterflies had now exploded into a flash of fireworks as I experienced my first kiss. His lips began trialing down on the nape of my neck, making me giggle slightly. My eyes discovered something across the street. A boarded up Laundromat. Our lips separated for a moment, and Jared's gaze followed mine.

"Let's go somewhere a little more private" I suggested with an eyebrow waggle.

After breaking into the unused Laundromat, we picked our way around the machines until we wandered upstairs, which I'm guessing is were everything was stored. Upstairs was littered with sheets of material, ranging from velvet to silk. There was a large mound of material in the corner near the window, I wandered over and peered through the gaps in the barred up window. Suddenly I felt arms around my waist and a body behind me. Kisses tingled down the nape of my neck again, making me smile.

I turned around to face Jared, his hand caressed my face yet again as his lips met mine. As he did so, his other hand rested on my chest, his fingers found the zip of my bomber-jacket. The zip was dragged down slowly until it broke away, allowing the jacket to be shrugged from my shoulders. He paused and gazed down at me.

"I didn't ask you to stop" I replied, my hands resting on his chest.

Although unsure at first, Jared continued with what he was doing. The kiss deepened as I helped him remove his t-shirt. He pressed me against the dry wall, his hands slid underneath my black t-shirt, peeling it off my skin and eventually over my head. It was hastily tossed at the side as he continued to kiss me. I released my hair from my ponytail, causing my waves to bounce on my shoulders.

"You were right," I said between kisses. "I'm glad we started the faster way."

"You need a breather for a few minutes?" he asked, gazing into my eyes, keenly.

I shook my head, granting him the right to continue. Hell, I wasn't stopping now, I was enjoying this. My hands rubbed his tense stomach muscles, clearly he was trying to develop some abs. I was then carried bridal style over to the material mound were I was placed down gently. Peering down, I saw my high tops being removed. A wonderful tickly feeling traveled up my legs as he planted kisses on them, throwing my shoes away, his hands then began tugging at my shorts. Another thud landed nearby as my lower garment was flung away. Our lips joined again, his hands cupping my face. Damn, he was awesome.

My fingers found the fly of his jeans, and soon I was admiring him in his boxer shorts. Kissing him, I wrapped my arms around his neck as he lifted me slightly of the bed of materials. It took him several attempts but he successfully unclipped my bra. At first I was like, yikes, this is really gonna happen, yet there was something inside me that didn't really care, the only thing it wanted was to get laid. Within seconds, we were both naked.

A heat of intense desire followed. From my position underneath, I was able to fondle at Jared's chest as we made out passionately. One hand holding the side of my face whilst the other gripped onto my right thigh.

"Oh my God!" I breathed, biting onto his shoulder with each thrust.

Sex is bizarre and strange for a first timer, for me it was both wonderful and awkward at the same time. Okay, I take back everything I said about not screwing on the first date. Being fourteen, it was definitely irrational but lust had overpowered my logic. Then it dawned on me, I was actually having sex. The realization almost made me cackle with laughter due to disbelief.

"This is wonderful," he groaned. "We can keep going at this all night."

Oh God, if only. He then began biting down on my neck, causing me to wince further. I buried my face into his collar, muffling my gasps as the heat between my legs erupted. The sensation was breathtaking but at the same time uncomfortable. We both cried out, spouting out the odd profanity. Afterwards, we sat against the dry wall with a sheets of red silk covering our exposed bodies. If it was an old fashion movie setting, Jared would be puffing away on a fat cigar during this moment. A chuckle escaped from my swollen lips.

"What?," quizzed Jared with a smile, his arm around my shoulder. "What's so funny?"

"I ain't a virgin anymore" I smirked in reply.

The silk material felt good against my skin as the smooth surface made me feel relaxed.

"That's true," he laughed. "Same goes for me too."

My gaze fell upon him. With his good looks, that seemed almost impossible.

"What?," I exclaimed in shock. "No way. You."

C'mon, with those killer eyes and cute ass, he had to be twisting my arm. I gazes at him with a raised eyebrow and giggled.

"Yeah, laugh it up," he joked. "But it's the honest truth."

The grin remained on my face. I shook my head in utter disbelief, surely this was only a dream. Nothing this good ever happens to someone like me.

"I just can't believe it" I stated, leaning into him, my cheek resting on his chest.

"Well, it's the honest truth, you're my first one," he replied. "I'm hoping we can stay together for a while. What do you think?"

My grin grew wider as we gazed intently into each others eyes. My vision traced over his facial structure before returning to his eyes. I looked up at him and leaned closer.

"Bring it on" I beamed.

Looks like it was raining men for me, which wasn't really a bad thing. If it can rain bitches for Dean, then I can surely have fun too. Oh God. Ha. The old man is gonna have a stroke when he finds out about this.

"Sounds good to me," grinned Jared, leaning down and kissing me gently on the lips. "I was hoping you'd say something like that. I guess that makes it official then. I guess we are now officially boyfriend and girlfriend."

I kissed him back in response, my hand resting on his bare chest as he held me in a one arm embrace.

"Oooh, I so wish this moment could last forever," he said. "We only got a few more hours till we gotta split. I so wish that we didn't have too."

I gazed into his brown eyes, my hand positioned itself on his cheek. My heart racing with desire.

"How about we just forget about the time for now" I whispered.

We kissed hungrily, holding each others faces as our tongues went exploring inside each others mouths. He then started nibbling and biting at my neck like some horny vampire. It was definitely gonna leave a mark. I then got concerned with my own performance. Did I do something wrong? Was I so bad, and his kind words are just bogus? He was probably thinking the same way, as he raised concern whenever I let out a gasp or a moan.

Later, Jared asked me about my brothers' relationships. Yeah, just kill the mood. I told him the odd story, yet I was very eager in getting off the subject as it was awkward. My method of doing so was to kiss him again, in order to shut him up. It worked.

"We are gonna be together for a long while to come," he mumbled as we kissed. "You just watch and see."

Taking hold of my head, his fingers began running through my brown waves, his tongue probing inside my mouth. Forgive me Father, for I have sinned.

"You are so beautiful," he added.

Uh huh. Keep telling me that and regardless to how many times you say it, I'll still find it hard to believe.

"You're one horny rabbit" I remarked with a giggle, as he tried to peel away the material covering my naked body.

He grinned, gazing deeply into my eyes, his hands trialing along my body. The sensation of his touch almost made me giddy with excitement.

"Well, your one piece of a sweet pie, fresh out of the oven," he replied with a smirk. "I would have been an idiot not to notice."

Huh, I've been called lots of things over fourteen years but this was the first time I was called a piece of pie. Our kissing session was disturbed by a buzzing sound. My cell phone.

I ventured over, clad in the silk sheet and fished my cell phone from the pocket of my bomber-jacket. My eyes widened with horror as I was confronted with the caller ID. It was Dean.

"Aw fuck!" I cursed.

Ohhhhh, bad Chris. The brothers' are gonna go apeshit, that's for sure.

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