A/N: Sorry I took so long to update! I was on vacation (lovely lovely vacation) and I had limited vacation time. Please enjoy the chapter and thanks for the reviews!

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Chapter 7

"Dean?" Julie said, walking out of her rehearsal with a few other girls from the orchestra. He was standing leaning against a pole.

"Hi," he said softly. One of the other girls, a flute player smiled and started primping. Julie rolled her eyes.

"Who's your friend?" The flute player said.

"This is Dean," Julie said protectively. "You guys go, I'll catch up." The other girls nodded and walked away she jogged over to him. "You killed him didn't you?" He smiled softly at her pretty weak joke.

"No," he said. "We were at Chuck's and I needed air, I ended up here. Sorry."

"It's OK," she said. "I'm happy to see you."

"Yeah?" He whispered.

"Yeah," she nodded. They started walked. "You've been really weird since…"she drifted off. She couldn't bring herself to say it to him.

"I know," he said. "I'm having trouble." She nodded. "Before Joey told me about you two," he looked at her, "I was going to tell you something."

"OK," she said softly. "So tell me now." He looked at her. "Dean, what is it?"

"I'm in love with you," he said. She stared at him. "I am, and I know I'm too late, but I just, you had to know." She swallowed. He kissed her. She pushed him away and slapped him across the face.

"That's so unfair!" She shouted, her eyes filling with tears. "You don't get to say that! You don't get to be in love with me." He looked down at her. "You said no! You said that you didn't want me." He looked away.

"I know what I said," he looked at her. "I guess I just didn't realize," she shook her head.

"No," she mumbled, "you didn't. I have to go eat. Just stay away from me for a while." She turned around on her heel and walked away from him. He stared at her as she walked away. That wasn't what he had hoped would happen. He wasn't sure what he was expecting, but not this.

Joey sat quietly in his car waiting for Julie. She walked out of the hall and climbed in.

"Hey," he said.

"Hey," she said softly and leaned across the seat and kissed him. He was surprised as she pulled herself close. He ran his hand up her back. She moved her hand down and undid his fly.

"Julie," he whispered. "Honey, come on, wait a little."

"I don't want to wait." She said. "I want you now." She undid the top few buttons of her blouse. He sighed. "Please Joey?" She pouted and kissed him. "We haven't done it again since my first time."

"Yeah, listen, baby, about that," he sighed, "I think that maybe we should um, not do it again."

"What?" She said and recoiled.

"Look, I mean, it was awesome, and I love you and whatever," he said. "But you're only sixteen." She blinked at him. "And, well,"

"Fine," she whispered and leaned back. She rebuttoned her shirt.

"Julie," he said reaching to put his arm around her.

"Don't," she looked at him. "OK, let's just go home." He nodded and started the car. They were quiet for most of the ride. "I thought it meant something to you."

"It did," he looked at her. "Julie, it meant everything."

"So then why don't you want me?" She asked. He pushed her hair out of her face.

"I do want you," he whispered.

"So then why didn't you want to have sex with me?" She asked. He looked at her, her big blue eyes pleading for answers.

"I don't know," he sighed and stared away from her. "I guess my brother got all in my head, and," he looked at her. "I don't know, I'm just not sure this is the best idea any more."

"Your brother?" She said. He nodded. "God! So Dean didn't want to be with me because of you and now you don't want to be with me because of him?" She got out of the car and slammed the door marching into the house. He got out after her.

"I wasn't talking about Dean!" He shouted but she'd already slammed the door. "Shit!" He kicked the ground. Why had he let this girl get to him? He wasn't this guy. Well, he was the guy who girls walked away from screaming and crying and angry, but he certainly wasn't the guy who cared that they did it!

Julie lay on her bed curled into a ball crying. She'd held the real crying back all night. The Portmans had gone out to eat and Julie had said that she needed to stay home and practice.

"Hi," Joey walked in. She looked at him.

"You're not supposed to be here," she whispered and then rolled over. He sat down and wrapped his arms around her waist. "Please don't touch me."

"Julie, I told you that I've never felt this way," he said gently. "You've got to cut me some slack here." She rolled over and looked at him.

"I know," she said. "I'm trying." He kissed her. "I just got all freaked out."

"I noticed," he smirked. She laughed and wiped her eyes. "Let's get out of here huh?"

"I can't," she whispered, "your mother thinks I'm practicing."

"Right," he nodded. "We can hang out here too." They kissed. She pulled herself on top of him.

"Joey," she mumbled as he kissed her neck. "Maybe we should chill out a little first?" He pulled back and looked at her. "I mean if you want."

"I always want," he said. "I thought you didn't do that stuff."

"I didn't do lots of things before I met you," she smirked and slid her hand into his pocket, where she knew he always had a joint. "You're a very bad influence Joey Portman." He laughed.

"I try," he winked. "Open the window." He grabbed his lighter out of his back pocket. "I think you're going to like it." She nodded sitting back down on the bed after opening the window. She watched as Joey slowly took a hit off the joint. He handed it to her. She swallowed. "Baby, you don't have to."

"No," she swallowed, "I want to." She took a heavy hit, inhaling deeply. She'd gotten high before, with Scooter. She knew how to do it. She coughed as she exhaled the smoke. Joey laughed. They kept smoking for a few more minutes.

"Alright," Joey said, as Julie began to giggle uncontrollably, "that's enough of that." He carefully put out the flaming joint and then kissed her neck gently. "Time for the rest." The giggles switched to soft whimpers as lifted her up into a straddle on top of him. She kissed him deeply and undid his fly, sliding her hand down into his pants. "I like that, baby."

"Good," she smiled. "I like doing it." He groaned a little and then flipped her onto her back and pulled her sweatpants down.

"No underwear?" He said and licked his lips happily. She giggled as he reached for his wallet and pulled out a condom. She lay in excited anticipation as he pulled it on. He kissed her hard as he pushed in and she squeaked. The last time they'd had to be quiet, since it was the middle of the night and they could get caught. Tonight they had no such worries.

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