Okay so here is the next chapter. It's gets into more detail of lucas and peyton and there is some lp action. ;)

by the way it might get a little confusing but when I usually put a line across it means im changing point of view.


Chapter 2- Getting Into You

Things I ask myself, I ask myself. Do you know what you are getting yourself into?

"Hey you."

At that I jumped, my head hit the door, I squinted and I looked up and saw Lucas looking at me with a grin almost laughing. I noticed that he was wearing a blue t-shirt, that was tight against his bulging chest and plaid pajama pants. His hair was a mess but he still looked cute.

"What? Are you still drunk?" He laughed.

"No, you just startled me." I pouted, as I grabbed the milk and shut the fridge door, pulling down my shorts, they were a little short and I was feeling extremely self-conscious around him, which surprised me since he had already seen me half naked.

"Did I wake you?" I asked feeling bad, as I opened the cupboard to get two glasses.

"Kind of, but don't worry about it. I'm a light sleeper." He smiled as he walked towards the counter and leaned against it, his chest lurching towards my direction as he stretched. I felt my eyes rom his body but I quickly looked away.

"You want some milk?" I looked up at him, as his intense green eyes looked down at me. He had become a good-looking guy, tall, very tall dark and handsome. But he also had something different that I had never seen before in him. I felt a sudden urge come at me as I looked at him, but I had to remember he was 21 and Haley's cousin. He had experience with women and I had, well not very good experience. I bit my lip thinking of the pain. I looked back up at him; he was definitely in a totally different league than me. So I quickly shot that idea out of my mind.

"That would be great." He smiled his white teeth shining, as he shook his head trying to wake himself up.

I poured us both some milk, I passed him his glass and smiled as I jumped up and sat on the counter across from him, getting comfortable and drinking my milk quickly.


"Well this is weird." she said without hesitating.

"Why?" I laughed at her as she gave me her funny look.

"Well...I came home last night wasted and naked I might add, it's just not the way I'd act normally around you." She blurted out..

I just smiled at her. Not sure what to say. Honestly, it was kind of weird.

"Sorry though. I didn't know you were going to be here and well yeah about acting stupid. I don't normally do that. It really sucks that you had to see me like that. I mean I don't want to leave that impression on you." She smiled awkwardly and her eyes looked at the ground. I tried as I could to listen to what she had said, but she was so gorgeous, even in her little shorts and a tank top. She was so innocent and beautiful. But she was only 16. I had to remember that.

"Don't even worry about it, do you think that's my first time taking care of a drunk." I laughed, trying to make light to the situation. She looked away awkwardly.

"Also I can't really remember much, after running to the bathroom. So I'm sorry if I said or did anything stupid." She whispered.

"No, you just passed out so I put you to bed after you had your shower. It wasn't a big deal." I answered quickly, my hands playing with the bottom of my shirt.

"Sorry." She bit her lip, looking embarrassed.

"Hey, don't worry about it, I didn't mind taking care of you." I walked towards where she was sitting; I stepped in between her legs and putting my hands on her cheeks trying to comfort her. She looked up at me with her deep hazel eyes and smiled, as I pulled my hands away but stayed between her legs.

"Thanks, for everything, taking care of me, putting me to bed and waiting up for me" She whispered because are faces were pretty close.

"But about getting me in my pjs?" she looked up at me with a peculiar look.

"Didn't look. Scout's honor." I swore as I placed my hand my chest.

We laughed for a minute, but when the laughing stopped, she smiled at me. "Thanks."

"It was my pleasure." I smiled sincerely.

She grinned back at me as she hesitated a moment before leaning in and hugging me.

"What's this for?" I asked, my mouth against her warm shoulder.

"I just miss my dad I guess, and well thank you so much for making me comfortable." She whimpered uncontrollably.

I pulled away. "Hey don't cry." I wiped away her tears with my fingers. She looked down and laughed, wiping away her tears as well.

"You must think I'm a baby." She whispered.

"No, not at all. I think you're great." I smirked my hands reached and touched her arms.

She smiled, and at that moment I had never seen anyone as beautiful as she was. Her hair was curly and wild, her eyes sparkling as tears fell. She bit her lip and my eyes quickly noticed how kissable and luscious they were. Her crying had stopped but her chest was still rising and falling as she tried to catch her breath.

I felt her hand unknowingly graze my stomach as she reached and pushed her hair away from her face. Her hand then fell and landed on my waist, she noticed and quickly took it off. I felt her breathe in deep and that's when my male instincts took over. I felt my body urge in her direction. I looked up, my eyes concentrating on her curvy body. I gazed up her toned legs to her tank top, it wasn't hard for me to notice that her nipples were peeking through. I quickly pushed that thought out of my mind and looked away, trying to think of anything else. Trying. Trying. Still trying.

But it all flew back to me, when she placed her little hands on my chest and smiled at me, seeing the odd appearance covering my face.

Our eyes connected and I couldn't control myself as a rush of desire came at me.

My hands moved quickly from my sides to her cheeks as I crashed my lips into hers. My chest quickly sliding towards her. I heard her gasp against my lips as her body froze and her lips didn't move. She wasn't expecting this at all. Overwhelmed with emotion I kissed her with lust, my lips devouring hers, eating her up, taking her in. Shocked by my actions she hesitated for a couple moments, but once my hands moved down her arms, she was soon kissing me back. Her lips now moving to the outside of mine, not letting me devour her totally. And before I knew it she had pulled me close. Her hands moved up into my hair that she played with, a grin on her face, while she pressed her tongue against my teeth forcefully. My eyes opened with shock at her actions, and my gaze landing on her. It then hit me what I was doing.

I couldn't go through with it. I pulled away from our kiss, intending to apologize for my actions. But before I could even say anything, she grabbed my shoulders violently digging her nails into my skin with a smirk and pulled me back in as she opened my mouth forcefully. Now I was the shocked one. It took me a moment to realize what was happening until I kissed her back and her tongue tangled with mine. The kiss was long, passionate and sensual and felt better than anything I could imagine.


I wanted him so much at that moment. My hands ran through his silky blonde hair, as his hands ran down my arms. Our bodies moved closer. I pulled him by his blue shirt and wrapped my legs around his waist still balancing on the counter. His hands found my breasts as he roughly rubbed them through the thin material. I cringed, but ignored it as I licked the insides of his mouth, and he moaned. I thirsted for him as my body jolted with ecstasy when he removed his lips from our long kiss and began kissing my neck. I moaned and felt him smile into my neck. I pulled him closer to me, giggling and without thinking I began to pull down his pants. I kissed his neck while his hands continued to rub my breasts. I pushed his pants to his knees, my hands reaching for him. Wanting to feel his want for me. When I touched him I felt him jump as he continued to kiss my neck. My fingers stumbled and right then it hit me what we were doing.

I pulled away as he tried to pull me back in but I pushed him off me. He moved away and we both stood there for a moment trying to catch our breath. He quickly pulled up his pants and fixed his hair and shirt. I readjusted my shirt, which he had almost removed and wiped my lips.

We both looked at each other, awkwardly but both wanting to kiss again, as our eyes peered at the others swollen lips.


Her innocent eyes starred at mine, I realized what I had done. I had taken advantage of her. She was emotional and I had taken advantage of that. I couldn't control my horny boy instincts when it came to her.

"I am so sorry, I didn't mean to take advantage of you like that, it just happened." I whispered sincerely as I placed my hands on her legs trying to comfort her, but realized that it only made it more awkward so I quickly moved away to the other side of the counter.

She looked up at me trying to smile, "It's not all your fault. I didn't stop you and I kissed you back. You tried to stop but I pulled you back. It's equally both our faults. Heck, I was the one who was taking your pants off." her eyes were blanking peering at the ceiling.

" I know, but also I didn't stop you. Peyton, you're sixteen years old and I'm 21. This is wrong. I'm to blame for this. I kissed you, I touched you and I didn't stop. You were the one who pulled away in the end," I snapped. "Hell, if you hadn't I don't know what I would have done, but I wasn't thinking of stopping." I yelled at her, but directing it to myself.

"I knew what I was doing, I wanted you too.I only stopped because I knew you had tried to before. I'm not some little innocent girl," she snapped back at me

"Yes, you are and that's what I like about you." I stated. I waited for her to yell back but instead she just smiled at me as she jumped down from the counter and put her glass in the sink.

"Let's just forget about it, okay." She smiled; she looked over at the TV. "Let's watch a movie or something." She offered.

I waited a minute before responding "Okay." I still felt awkward about my actions. But it wasn't because of the age difference or the fact that I kissed her when she was vulnerable, it was because I wanted nothing more than to kiss her again.

I'm getting into you because you got to me, in a way words can't describe.


Lots more to come. please review.