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And I would like to apologize for the long update, I just haven't had the time to be in front of a computer lately and it's going to be that way for just another week, but after that, I WILL WRITE!
Ally's POV:
After the conversation with Mimi began to drift off in to funny moments when we were in middle school, Austin came back with a Tweetie Bird ice cream, Mike, who wore an embarrassed expression, following him suit.
"Hey Alls," Austin said, taking a seat next to me, making sure not to sit too close so he could convince his parents that we were just friends. I also hoped that we were really more than just friends. I've had a crush on him ever since he matured―his looks. Let's face it: this boy doesn't grow up, he just gets bigger.
I looked at the said blond boy and smiled softly, feeling Mimi's warm smile from next to me.
"Well," Mimi said, patting her knees once then standing up. "I'm going to man the register." She looked over at Mike and told him that he still had some paperwork to fill out from their suppliers. Mimi obviously knew that we would want some privacy to talk about what happened last night, given that she winked at Austin and me.
Once Austin's parents left the room, he turned to me. "So, what did you and Mom talk about while I was gone?" He said, taking a big lick of the yellow treat, and I couldn't help but stare at his tongue that was in my mouth and in me just several hours ago. I craved his tongue to run from my chest down to my pelvic area, giving me the pounding sensation in my lower region.
"Um..." I stuttered out, "We, uh, talked about...uh…" I looked up at his eyes from his moving lips to concentrate, but I found myself deeper in the trance that I was put under. I snapped out of the hypnosis, turning to look over at the bed frames from across the warehouse. I swung my feet back and fourth as I spoke. "She may have figured out that we did it." I bit my lip and squinted my eyes, reading for his blowout.
But his tone was low, but still shocked. "What?"
I craned my head to look at him. "She figured it out all by herself, I didn't tell her anything! She was actually kind of happy about it." I smiled nervously, not knowing what would set him off. Any boy would be rather pissed that his mother found out about his sex life.
Austin placed a hand on my shoulder and I had a weird burning feeling in my lungs. "I know my mom," he said, "and she hates it whenever a girl likes me. She's always so critical of them and never thinks that they're good enough."
I let his words sink in. What if she didn't like me, and just acted like she did so she wouldn't hurt my feelings? What if she hates me and throws darts at a picture of me whenever she's alone? What if she thinks of me whenever she's in front of a punching bag? What if she doesn't want me to be anywhere near Austin?
Oh god, I don't think I can do that.
He's my drug―he's my life support. He's what I think about when I wake up in the morning to get me going. He's what cheers me up whenever I get a bad grade. He's makes me lose focus on homework whenever he's talking to another girl. He's the reason that I look forward to work every day. He's always makes me feel special whenever he looks me in the eyes. He makes my breath shorten whenever our legs are touching. He's what makes me wish that we were more than just friends.
I leaned back on the bed and put my hands on my forehead, which began to heat up gradually.
If Mimi didn't like me, then I would have to sneak out with Austin just so I could be with him. That would be cool, it'd be like a forbidden love thing.
What am I thinking? It's not forbidden love. It was just a one night fling, and he probably thought nothing of it. Just some experience to get him on his feet so he'll know what to do when he actually finds a girl that he actually likes. He will never think more of me than just a friend.
I bet he probably said 'I love you' because he didn't want to hurt my feelings. He knew that my heart was always on the line, and I bet that he just didn't want to push it over the edge.
No, that's not how it's going to be. I'm a big girl, I can take the pain. Besides, rejection and hopes crashing down is what makes you stronger than ever before. That's how you become a warrior.
"Austin?" I looked over at his smooth back that was covered with his green shirt and couldn't help but wish that my hands were roaming them.
He twisted around and looked at me, but I sat back up so he wouldn't hurt his neck. "Yep?"
I freaked out at the last minute. I couldn't bear to face his reaction, so I said something that would make sure that he didn't know what he was thinking. "Hi."
Austin laughed lightly, thinking that I would say something serious, which I was what I originally planned to do. I could tell by how tense and uneasy he was that something was on his mind. He scratched his neck, something he only does when he's nervous. He's definitely thinking about something.
Austin's POV:
Dude. WHAT WERE YOU THINKING? She's your best friend, she doesn't even love you back! Just because she likes spending time with you doesn't mean that the feelings were mutual.
And you just couldn't have helped yourself, could 'ya? You just had to go in there and have sex with her. You just had to kiss her soft, plump, pink…big―
Oh hey, boobies!
No, stay on track!
Watch them wiggle, see them jiggle.
Stay on track. Track…running…boobs bouncing up and down…
I had big ones in my mouth last night.
Dude, never brush your teeth again.
Why can't I just get some more?
Because she only thinks of you as a friend. When she said that she loved you, she only said it back because she didn't want to make you feel bad. It's not good to get your hopes up like this.
I decided to speak, trying to break the awkward silence that I filled with my thoughts. My head hung low because I was afraid to look her in the eyes. "Ally, in all honesty, what was last night to you?"
I heard her sigh before saying, "What do you mean?" All of the sudden, I could feel something warm against my leg, and I saw that it was Ally's leg. We must've scooted closer together without knowing.
"I mean…how did you think of it? Was it a one night thing, or―"
"Austin," she placed a hand on my thigh and it reached dangerously closer to my region. "That was more than a one night stand to me," she sputtered out, apparently not knowing how to say it. Our arms brushed against each other and I lifted my head to meet her gaze, now realizing the little distances between our lips.
I tried my best not to smile, but a little grin poked out. "Good," I whispered, inching closer to her where our noses were touching.
The lack of our entire bodies not being completely connected was torturous, and I couldn't take it any longer, so I closed the gap between us and our lips collided.
As she began to kiss back, my hand ran up her neck and tangled itself in to her soft, chestnut hair as our lips worked against each other.
I was ecstatic. The girl of my dreams likes me back, and even though I wasn't so sure of that, I would take what I could get. I've always spent time in class, dreaming about the day when I would say something sweet to her, place a hand on her stretched stomach that carried an unborn child, and her left hand, which had a gold wedding ring on her finger, would fly to her mouth. I try to make her fall in love with me by making her laugh, but when she laughs, I'm the one that's falling in love.
The kiss deepened when I tilted my head to the right and smashed our lips together. Her soft lips were mesmerizing against mine and I remembered why I dreamed of her being mine in the first place. She was perfect, not because she was flawless, but because she had these quirks that made her so adorable and attractive at the same time, something no other girl would do. Flawless isn't perfect, that's why I'm not attracted to cheerleaders anymore. They all just try to be flawless and become a Barbie.
Ally's hands played with the hair at the nape of my neck and she poked her tongue out, trying to gain access. I gladly granted her wish, and her tongue explored my mouth, making my eyes nearly roll back.
I started dueling her tongue with mine, not wanting her to take control, even though I wanted her to.
Suddenly, my neck started to hurt, and I knew the best way out of it. I grabbed Ally's hips and gently lifted her up and onto my lap. Her legs wrapped around my waist securely and my hands went to her lower back, then higher, and higher, until they reached the bump of her bra strap, making me realize how much I wanted it off.
As if she read my mind, Ally told me how my parents were just in the other room. The rebel in me wanted to do it anyway, which would make the sex even hotter, but that one thing, I think it's called a brain, told me that we should probably go some place else where my parents wouldn't be looking.
Standing up, I grabbed Ally's hand and rushed us out of the side door that led to the parking lot, this way my parents wouldn't see our undeniable lust for each other.
We made our way over to my white pick-up truck, and right when our doors closed, Ally crawled over to my lap and began to kiss my neck.
"A-Ally," I panted out, "we have to wait, baby." She moaned in response, causing my hard-on to erect even more. My hands instinctively flew to her hips and began to creep down into her shorts, glad that she couldn't find her underwear this morning, which I had in my back pocket.
Slowly, she crept off of me. Her lips were swollen and red when she looked at me with that sex hair of hers, which turned me on even more.
I reached into one of my pockets and fished for my car keys blindly, not wanting to take my eyes off of the brunette. Jabbing the key into the ignition, I buckled myself in and began to speed away from the mattress store once Ally sat back in her seat, anticipating what was going to happen next.
After driving for about five minutes, I pulled into my driveway and Ally and I jumped onto each other, attacking each other with slobbery kisses. I bit on Ally's neck, causing her hands to grip my hair even tighter than she had already had.
Somewhere in the midst of the hard-core make-out session, we had moved to the backseat. Ally was on top, and I had my back laid down on the fake leather seats.
Ally's hands crept up my shirt and began to slide it off of my torso, my panting chest being exposed. She began to leave light kisses all over my exposed body, and I couldn't get enough of it. I was in pure bliss.
I bit my lip harshly as her lips began to travel down south, where my erection was constricted due to my jeans. She unbuttoned my jeans and pulled down my zipper. Ally took off my jeans and threw them to the bottom of the seats. Then, she threw off my underpants and my member sprung up. I noticed that the tip was turning purple, and I craved nothing more than for something hot and wet to be wrapped around it.
I looked up to see Ally's eyes full of lust and need. Lowering her head, she took me into her mouth and began to suck. I cried out in joy, my hands flying to her hair and pulling her down even further.
She bobbed her head up and down my penis and my toes curled. I was moaning loudly and I couldn't get enough of her hot, little mouth that was wrapped around me. It was almost like I was flying in broad daylight.
My hips flew up, trying to get my entire length to be inside her, and it worked. Luckily, Ally showed no signs of choking or trouble breathing, so I kept on going, filling myself inside her mouth even more as she tongue worked wonders.
Suddenly, I began to twitch inside of her mouth. After a few more twitches, I released my load and I wished that it would've happened just a few minutes later, so I could enjoy this even longer.
I smiled widely as I looked down at Ally's beautiful face. Her cheeks were scarlet red and she licked her lips seductively. I wanted nothing more than to just take her, right in the backseat of my car.
"You know," I said, panting, still trying to catch my breath. "This isn't fair: I'm stripped, but you're still fully clothed." I looked down her thin, red shirt and noticed that her chest was rising up and down, causing her boobs to shake. I sat up quickly, digging my face in to her boobs, and flipped us over so I was on top.
My hands flew up Ally's top, taking it off, as I feverishly kissed her all over her neck and above her bra line. Once I unhooked her bra, I began sucking on the left nipple harshly, almost as if I was trying to get milk out of it.
Ally's breathing was shallow and heavy, and every once in a while, she'd scream my name in delight. Her hands began to roam around my bare body as her eyes shut in suspense. My tongue slid down her breasts, down her stomach, and to the button of her jeans and immediately slid those down her smooth, long legs without hesitation.
We were so caught up in the moment, that we almost didn't hear my phone ring.
"You should get that," Ally said while kissing my neck.
I shook my head in response. "I'm sure it can wait," but I didn't expect what came next.
"Hey, it's Dez. I just called to let you know that I'm gonna borrow your car for a couple hours, since I know you're gonna be with Ally all day and you always keep your car unlocked. My car broke down and Trish wants space for her shopping bags. So, Trish and I are going to be at the mall, if you're wondering where we're at. Oh, and by the way, I'm standing at your front door, so I know that your car's here." The sound of something shutting signaled us that the message had ended, and we were screwed.
Our eyes widened dynamically and we began to scramble around, trying to get our clothes on, muttering curse words in the process. Ally fixed her messy hair while I tried to calm down my hormones that were so close to being released.
"Quick," I said, "go through the door and behind the bushes." I pointed out the right backseat window to my neighbor's garden, where there were some big shrubs that we could hide in.
Ally opened the door quietly and slid onto the concrete, me following suit. I softly shut the car door and wrapped my arm around her waist, leading her in to the bushes.
While I was watching intensely to see when Dez would leave, Ally was kissing my neck, sucking and biting wherever she felt like. My lungs were burning, but I enjoyed the feeling.
My hands picked up Ally and sat her on my lap, wanting to complete the transaction as soon as I could before I died of the anticipation. I soon started to bite Ally's ear and tugging on it, loving the little moan she gave out.
In the corner of my eye, I saw Dez get in to my truck and start the car. My eyes closed solemnly― we were so close to being caught, that it turned me on even more than ever before.
To ensure that Dez wouldn't catch a glimpse of us, I pushed Ally down on the grass, me falling on top of her. Ally's hands wrapped around my neck and she began to tug at the ends of my hair as I kissed her fiercely with no sense to be traced.
"He's almost gone, baby," I whispered whilst my hands flew up her shirt to grip her boobs through her bra, "just a few more seconds." Ally moaned in response, sticking her hand in my loose pants and gripping my manhood through my underwear, causing a muffled moan to erupt from me.
Today was going to be one of the best days of my life, and I was right about that.
Ally's POV:
It's been a week since Austin and I had sex for the first time, and I couldn't get enough of him. We decided to keep this a secret, considering that if my dad knew that I was dating Austin, he wouldn't let us spend time alone. If Trish and Dez knew, then Dez would have some terrible feelings towards me once he figures out what sex is, and Trish would be constantly asking me about it, bugging me non-stop. We also couldn't let Austin's Dad know, I mean, the guy doesn't like me already!
So far, Austin and I have been pretty good about keeping the façade that we were just friends. Whenever we said that we would be practicing songs, we would write a song, then have sex when we would have a moment where we would look in to each other's eyes.
Sometimes he would drive me to school early, just so we would make out in his car behind the school until we heard the warning bell.
His kisses made my heart flutter, his touch made me go crazy. His eyes would make me say something stupid when I would opened my mouth. His smile made me feel like I beat the odds from one to a billion. His breath against my skin made my hair stand up. His voice seemed so foreign, like I was hearing it for the first time, making me fall in love with it each and every day.
And the best part is…I feel like whenever I look at him, it's the first time, so it's always love at first sight.
I smile every single time I catch him looking, biting my lip to prevent me from squealing. The little winks he would give me when he would say something about what our plans were in front of our friends, the tight hug he would give me when he says "goodbye," when he would play footsies with me under the table, when he would squeeze my knee while complimenting me, when he would give me a half-smile while leaning against the locker next to mine.
God, how did I ever get so lucky?
Right now, I was in the study hall, reading my calculus textbook for the fourth time to prep for the semester exam. I knew each lesson as well as Trish goes through jobs.
Looking through the paleontology section, I decided to start studying for my world history exam. Nobody came here, except for sexual partners who didn't want to get caught by the librarian who always slept through everything.
Suddenly, my eyesight blackened and warmth surrounded my face. I smiled widely.
"Hello," I chirped, already knowing who to expect as I turned around. Sure enough, Austin wore the same smile across his face.
I stood up on my tip-toes and pecked his lips lightly, turning back to the books.
Austin hugged me from behind, intertwining his hands and resting his head on the crook of my neck. He sighed, happily, and began to sway us back and forth.
"So," he said, kissing my cheek multiple times, "you have any plans tonight?"
I turned around and gave Austin a kiss that lasted for a few seconds. "I don't know, why don't you tell me?" I wrapped my arms around his neck and looked at him with my lips parted, glad that I was wearing red lipstick today. I was so going to leave some stains on that pretty face of his.
Breaking away from the kiss, I knew what was going to happen if we continued, and I want to think of the library as a place for studying, not for sexual intercourse.
"We should probably go somewhere else if we're going to continue this," I spoke against his lips, intentionally biting his bottom lip and rolling it against my teeth.
"Why?" Austin said, "no one ever comes in the paleontology section." He chuckled lightly, knowing that I was offended by the way I glared at him.
I had to face the truth, I could never stay mad at him. There was just something about him that drove me insane.
"Then, let's do it," I smirked at his widened eyes, excitement gleaming in his orbs.
He brought me down in a searing kiss, then pushed me up against the bookshelf, pinning me against the stand.
"You're never gonna be able to look at the library the same ever again."
So…what do you think? As I was writing this, I was still getting suggestions about what I should put in the story, making me feel even more honored than I already am!
Once again, I would like to thank everybody who reviewed. I can't believe it: I have only really two chapters and I have 50 reviews!
Question: If you wanted to be the main person of one movie, who would it be? Mine is Hermione Granger from Harry Potter.
That one Moment: When you do something simple on the computer and your parents think that you're Yoda or something.
Quote By Me: "If you can't love yourself, then no one else will know how to love you."
Okay, so that's all I've got.
BYE!
