Chapter 14- Make This Go On Forever
Please don't let this turn into something it's not
I can only give you everything I've got
2 weeks later.
I looked up from my math textbook when I heard the door open and I smiled in Lucas's direction. A lot had changed over the last week, Lucas and I seemed to have worked everything out, He came and visited everyday now after work and we would have diner. I was graduating in another 4 days and was going to Tree Hill university so I knew that Lucas would be in my life.
Though we talked about our lives and work/school, we never talked about us, our the concept of us being together. The last time we kissed had been that night, and it didn't seem like anything was going to happen. But we were both pretty busy, and had been more concerned with getting used to this situation first.
But I couldn't help but feel a little bit of tension between us, as we would never sit to close together and if our bodies happened to touch we would move away and act as though nothing had happened.
After diner which consisted of pizza that night, I walked out of my room expecting to see that Lucas had gone, usually after diner for the last week or so, he would leave and I would see him the next day at the same time.
But he was still there, laying on the couch watching tv.
"Long day?" I asked, sitting on the chair beside him.
"Mmmm.. Yeah." He laughed, his eyes on the tv.
"What about you?" He asked a moment later, turning off the tv, there was nothing of interest on.
"I'm busy, last couple of days are always busy." I smiled in his direction, I really loved talking to him about anything and he would listen.
"Oh, that's right. You're graduating in 4 days. Prom is soon right?" he pulled off his tie and unbuttoned his shirt getting more comfortable.
I nodded and smiled at him.
"Who's your prom date?" he asked me, making me feel a little bit awkward.
I laughed, "It's kind of hard getting a date when everyone knows that you were pregnant at 16, and that it was rumoured to be the child of your best friend's boyfriend."
I saw that I made him feel uncomfortable, as though I was blaming him and the whole situation.
"I'm not even sure if I going, I have a dress, but I don't see the point." The truth was I really wanted to go, but I had no friends to go with or anyone.
"What?" He looked back in my direction. "You have to go to prom."
"Let's see the dress." He smirked, it was one of those rare moment every once in awhile when he would flirt with me. I loved those moments.
"No." I laughed again, blushing.
"Come on." He whined making a puppy dog face, loosening his shirt even more.
"Fine." I snapped but smiled also, getting up and going to my room. I puled on my dress, taking a deep breath.
"Don't make fun. It doesn't look the way I thought it would." I stated before appearing from the corner.
His eyes widened when he looked at the soft red dress, that laid upon my body. It was low cut and had a silk ribbon around it.
"Oh my god." He kind of almost laughed, I wasn't sure what he meant.
"You look incredible. I... I'm speechless." He pushed his hair back, taking a better look. A giant grin widened my face, making me feel warm inside.
"You can't let a dress like that go to waste." he stood up and walked towards me, making me feel nervous as he got close to me.
He took my hand placing it in his, "Peyton Sawyer, will you go to prom with me?"
I giggled as he looked in to my eyes with a suave gaze. "Yes."I smiled leaning in and hugging him.
It was 2 days later, and I was in a huge rush, not only did a had an editorial due but I had to meet Peyton in 20 minutes.
I ran from my office, passing my editorial to my assistant Bernice, her heavy and manly voice distracting me from her fuzzy moustache. I rushed down the stairs and into my car, flustering with the keys. I speeded down the busy roads changing as I turned corners, pulling off my pants at stop lights. Checking my refection in my side mirror.
I pulled up in front of Peyton's apartment. Crap. I was 10 minutes late. I held my breath as I looked up and saw Peyton waiting outside. She looked a tad bit angry. I smiled awkwardly at her and a confirming smile was brought to her face. She hopped into the car, laughing as I rushed to pull up my dress pants.
"Next time, warn me, before I get in the car." She smirked, raising an eyebrow at my Power Ranger boxers that were still very visible.
I pulled the car out, once my pants were secure.
She helped me change, but it wasn't like in my room that night. We rushed to the hotel. It was where her prom was being held, I questioned whether it was a good idea to have a prom at a hotel. I mean come on. But also had a devilish thought that we could maybe get a room. I knew I shouldn't be thinking that, but we didn't have to be back til tomorrow. So I couldn't help but ponder the possibilities.
I finally got on my jacket as we parked the car. I fixed my tie in my mirror, glancing sightly at Peyton. I was in such a rush I hadn't noticed how great she looked.
"You look amazing." I smiled as I tried to catch my breath. She smiled back at me, fixing her dress. Knowing that she looked great, but hiding it.
"You too." she smirked, reaching her hand at my tie, and fixing it sightly. Her eyes concentrating on my tie, as mine concentrated on her. I don't know what was happening but at the moment everything fell silent. She yanked the tie to the left before lifting her eyes opening to stare at mine. I hadn't noticed before but when she looked right at you, you could almost see a caramel color outlining her grayish blue eyes. She felt the obvious sexual tension, she turned reaching for the door handle as the car heated up. I swore the windows were foggy.
Something came over me then. Maybe it was the way she looked, maybe it was her eyes, maybe it was the fact that it was prom. Maybe it was because I missed her, maybe it was because I always wanted her but whatever it was, my hand stopped her.
"Wait." A soft voice escaped my lips almost startling me and definitely starling her. My eyes closing slightly when my thumb touched her velvet dress.
Her eyes looked down at my hand before looking in my direction. The more I starred at her the more I noticed how beautiful she was. She opened her mouth to talk but before she could say anything my head moved towards her. A familiar smile grew on her face as my lips touched her neck. Kissing her more than softly. My tongue jolting onto her neck as certain points, as well as my teeth scrapping up and down.
"Oh god." she groaned. Her hands rubbing her thighs and opening her legs pulling up her dress a little. We were still separated by the seats the only thing joining us was my lips, my eyes staring down as she rubbed herself a smirk I was unable to stop formed on my face.
"I've been waiting for this for so long." she was able to say, as she moved towards me unable to take the distance between us. The only way she could come any closer was to move on top of me, and she did that with no problem. I moved my seat back, as she fell on top of me. Her hips connecting with mine, as we together even threw the layers of clothing keeping us from being one.
"Me too." I whispered in her ear. Her hands now moving from her body onto mine. I tried to hold back a moan as she rubbed my waist before I was reaching for her red lips and kissing them anxiously, her lipstick marking my face. She moved away adjusting her dress over top of me, when she soon became uncomfortable. She glanced at my lips, giggling when she saw her red lipstick covering my lips and parts of my face.
"I like that color on you." she smirked as she reached down and unzipped my pants. It shocked me in a way, but in another way it didn't she had always been quite forward. I looked up at her not sure if we should continue what she intending. I didn't have any condoms on me and I knew we didn't have the best luck in that department.
"Don't worry I'm on the pill." she rolled her eyes with a reassuring smile. A grin marked my face as I tried to hide it, but it amazed me how much she knew about me. She could even read my mind.
I looked up her, a question ready to move from my mouth. But again, she read my mind.
"My dad doesn't really trust me since,... yeah. That's the only reason." she kissed my cheek answering my question.
I was about to say something, but didn't think I should. I didn't want to ruin the moment. I felt her pull down my pants a little as I rubbed my rough hands up and down her arms, telling her to continue. As she did, my hands reached up and ran through her wavy hair.
She smiled at me, her eyes closing shut enjoying me rub her hair. She reached and pulled down my pants slightly. A quirky smirk formed when she glanced downwards at my boxers. I noticed her reading and looking at the details of each power ranger. It was almost laughable. Her hands leaned down and rubbed one of the power rangers a loud groan escaping my mouth, surprising both of us.
I ignored her obvious stare and smirk that something that simple could cause me to jolt, as I ran my hands slowly down and under her dress reaching to remove her undergarments. Her body moving upwards, her hands holding onto the roof.
"I'm not wearing any." she whispered in my ear once she realized what I was doing. I quirked my eyebrow, when had she become such a sex kitten. She obviously knew something was going to happen tonight. But she knew me quite well, well she knew us quite well, we were never able to keep our hands off each other.
I then lifted her more on top of me, opening her dress over me.
I smirked knowing what was going to happen. I hesitated a moment as our lips rubbed the others, her tongue deep into my mouth, rubbing aggressively around my teeth. My head fell against the head rest taking in her taste in my mouth. I sat there as she devoured my lips. I looked up and I didn't move as I realized that we were still in my car. I wasn't sure if this was right, if we should be here. I didn't want us to be here. I wanted to show her how much she meant to me. And doing her in my car wasn't what I had in mind.
But my doubts disappeared when she leaned in, nibbling on my ear whispering.
"Make love to me." her breath hot against my neck. The idea was now prominent in my thoughts and I knew that there was no turning back now.
"Here?" I questioned, knowing that I wanted to, but making sure it was okay for her. Heck I was a guy, I'd have sex anywhere. But I wasn't going to do anything she didn't want to.
"And now." she jolted her hips forward, making me hard against her as she starred lovingly into my newly nervous blue eyes.
I smiled, before I grabbed her head and forced her lips against me. She bit my bottom lip, pulling herself closer towards me. A painful but erotic feeling was all I could feel. She pulled away realized that she had bite me a little to hard.
She looked and saw blood dripping from my lip. Her eyes widened.
"Oh my god. I'm soo sorry!" Her hand wiped away the blood from my lip. She looked so embarrassed as she placed her hand on her head. I laughed at her as she pulled away a little.
"Don't worry about it. I like it when you bite me." I winked pulling her back towards my body. She giggled against my lips, her tongue sucking on the spot that she had recently bite, wanting to make it all better. I pulled her on top of me, moving her dress to the side and as she moving upwards holding onto the roof. I pulled my boxers down urgently as she waited, getting annoyed as they wouldn't go down. I finally pulled them down as our eyes connected. The caramel in her eyes making me harder by the second.
Entering her slowly, she closed her eyes forcefully pulling her face away and leaning backwards against the steering wheel. I grabbed her body before she fell. She became weak with my actions and I was terrified that I had hurt her or something.
"Are you okay?" I asked, shaking her to get her attention. What had I done?
"Yeah." she whispered opening her eyes. Feeling bad for worrying me. "It's just been awhile. That's all."
"Do you want to stop?" I asked slowly removing myself from her.
"No." She answered instantly pushing me back inside her. Her body growing accustom to me as she thrashed forward only seconds later.
I moved forward pushing her closer to the wheel. Taking control, my hands rubbing her breasts as hers held onto the side of the car.
"Harder." she screamed, shocking me. I don't even remembering her yelling that before. But I wasn't going to lie, it turned me on even more.
I obliged. Entering her, in and out. Faster and harder. Her body up against the wheel. Her legs attempting to wrap around me. Our eyes closed not being able to control the sensation.
Groans and moans flowing from our lips. A feeling I could only feel with Peyton running through my body.
We came closer and closer. Harder, faster and louder. I swear my car was shaking, but I couldn't care less.
At certain moment in time, we both flew off the edge.
I held her close, our sweaty foreheads leaning together, sad that it was over but happy that it had happened.
"We better get going. We're already late." I whispered tenderly, our eyes connecting.
"That's a good idea." Her eyes glossy, as she pulled herself off of me. Fixing her dress, and her hair in my mirror. As I pulled up my boxers and then my pants. Fixing my shirt in my side mirror, laughing as I wiped off the lipstick all over my face and neck.
Once we were both looking our best, we glanced at each other. With a quick smile, I opened my door, walked around the car, opening her door.
Placing my hand for her to take.
"Madame." I bowed with a proper English accent.
"Young sir." She obliged, taking my hand. I locked my doors behind us and we walked out of the parking lot to the prom, hand in hand, glancing back at my piece of shit car, never thinking that any car looked better before.
The music was blaring, the drinks were all around, the girls and guys hands and bodies all over each other on the dance floor. Everyone looked amazing and as I walked towards the dance floor with Lucas at my side, I was nervous as hell.
I was anxious to see people's reaction, I hadn't really been friends with anyone since I had moved away and after the abortion and the thing with Nathan.
Everyone loved Haley and they all assumed it was Nathan that had gotten me pregnant, but I never told them wrong. No one talked to me, a couple of my friends gave me a call now and then, but it was nothing like it was before Lucas.
Walking towards our table, I leaned into Lucas almost shouting because the music was so loud, "Do you want to get the drinks, while I find the table?"
He smiled, turning quickly and walking towards the punch.
I smiled after him, I couldn't get over how good he looked and the feeling of him being here with me tonight.
My body turned to the left, going in the direction of our table, when I bumped into someone else.
Before I could see who it was a familiar voice spoke,
"Well, well, well don't we looked fine tonight." Jake eyed me up and down, a devilish smirk planted on his greasy face.
"Go away Jake." I said clearly moving past him. His hand aggressively grabbed my arm, stopping me.
"How bout a dance?" He winked eyeing my body.
"Let go of me." I snapped, my body shaking, I felt his presence over take me.
"Or we could just go back to my place." He leaned in and whispered in my ear. I bit my lip, terrified.
"I think she said no." I heard a voice behind me state clearly. I look up and saw Lucas, with two drinks in his hand, staring directly at Jake.
Jake looked at Lucas, remembering who he was. His eyes widened, as he quickly turned and left.
"Thanks." I whispered, rubbing my arm from the mark he left.
"Let's find our seats." He yelled over the music leaning in and kissing the mark on my arm.
The rest of the night, consisted of awkward and uncomfortable stares from certain people as Lucas and I talked and flirted. My hand laid on his thigh as we talked and enjoyed the music. We drank quick a bit of wine, and the spiked punch, as I was starting to feel a little tispy.
I could tell that Lucas was a little drunk, as he drank three times as much as I did.
I watched as my fellow classmates dance around the room.
I saw as Bevin passed me by a really dirty look on her face, when she saw Lucas's hand on back. I always knew she didn't like me ever since the Nathan thing, but I wasn't it the mood to see her. I noticed that Lucas saw her evil stare. He took a big gulp of his drink, confirming that he was hammered out of his mind. He sat up from his slouch, fixing his tie yet again. He removed his hand from my back and stood up slowly.
"Where are you going?" I asked, but he didn't answer me, he swayed towards the dance floor tripping a little bit when he made it to the stage. I watched in confusion as he walked onto the stage.
The music stopped as he grabbed the mic. A nervousness came over me.
Everyone looked up at him.
"I... I. My name is Lucas, I'm here tonight with Peyton." He pointed in my direction as I looked away. What was he doing?
"I just want to tell everyone who keeps staring at us, that I don't know what your problemmm iss? But Peyton is great, I'm mean great girl." he winked. I covered my face, I couldn't believe he was doing this.
"And she doesn't deserve this. Sure she was pregnant and got with Nathan when he was with Haley, but we all make mistakes. So just continue with your night. And..." By the time I looked up, two guys were pulling him off the stage. A sigh of relief came at me. But before he was thrown off the stage, he grabbed the mic.
"By the way, I'm the guy who got her pregnant not Nathan." A couple of people gasped in the audience, as others just laughed, while most people starred in my direction.
I covered my face, as the people finally started to look away when the music started again.
Lucas came back to the table, another drink in hand. I glared angrily at him, his lips moving towards his cup as I pulled it away.
He looked at me confused, "Now, I know you had my best interest in my mind." I said calmly, trying to keep my cool. "But what the hell was that?" I screamed at him.
"I'm sorry." he stuttered, "I just couldn't stand the way everyone was staring at you like that, they needed their facts straight." He sat down back in his seat wobbling a bit.
"And you really think they are gonna stop staring after that?" I asked sarcasticly.
"I'm sorry." he whispered, placing his hand back on my back. "It sounded a lot better in my head."
I rolled my eyes, taking another sip of my drink. " I bet it did." Lucas shrugged his shoulders.
"Been in any hot tubs lately." I looked up and saw Brooke sitting down beside us. It took Lucas a moment before, he remembered who she was.
"Hey, You look really good." I smiled at her, because she really did. Her dress looked perfect on her and she had always been beautiful.
"You too." she smiled, looking over at Lucas.
"That was a great speech." She laughed looking at Lucas taking another drink.
I watched at Lucas unintentionally looked Brooke up and down. I smacked him in the arm. As Brooke pretended she didn't notice.
"Well, it was nice talking to you." She smiled getting up and walking to the dance floor.
"That hurt." Lucas whined, taking another sip of his drink. I took away his drink, as he whined away.
"I think you've had enough." I laughed.
"Awwww... well what else am I supposed to do?" He sulked, slouching back.
"How about we go dance?" I proposed.
"Sure." he shrugged his shoulders, standing up and waddling onto the dance floor.
By the time we finally found a space to dance, the music had changed to a slow song.
I turned into his body, as he wrapped his arm around me. Although I could smell the alcohol off his breath, it felt nice.
As the song continued, Lucas rubbed his hands up and down my arms, as he would sometimes kiss my neck. I wasn't a fond of public displays of affection, but I thought it was really sweet.
That was until he began to rub my breasts threw my dress, his thumbs reaching under my dress and touching them. I was about to tell his to stop, as I moved my hand from around his neck to his face. But I guess he thought I was trying to kiss him, so he went for it.
His forced his lips onto mine, as I tried to stop it. But I knew deep down, that I really wanted to kiss him, so I kissed him back. He moved his hands down my body and slowly under my dress, moving up my thighs. I removed my lips from him, as he began to kiss my neck. I noticed a few people glancing over at us.
"Come on, Lucas, stop." I whispered in his ear, as he kissed my collar bone, his hands moving up my thigh.
"Lucas. You need to stop!" I whined, moving to push him away.
His hand found their destination, as he rubbed his thumb against me. His lips nibbling on my neck. I was angered by his actions.
"Stop!" I screamed, pushing him off me. I fixed my dress, as he starred at me, confused, by me. By himself.
He rolled his eyes, as he turned to leave.
"I'm gonna go get another drink." He laughed being a complete asshole.
I followed after him, "No Lucas, you've had enough."
He laughed at me as he continued to walk towards the punch.
"Lucas, I'm serious." I grabbed his arm.
He pushed me off of him.
"You can't tell me what to do. I don't belong to you." He snapped.
"Lucas." I whispered trying to stop him.
"Fuck off." he screamed.
I couldn't believe the way he was acting, he had never treated me like this before.
I became very infuriated by his words, I reached for his jacket. Grabbing his car keys.
"Where are you going?" He snapped again, but this time a bit more softly.
"I'm leaving." I snapped back at him, as I watched a couple of guys, stare at us.
"But we have a room for the night." he said calm, his warm blue eyes confused.
"You've got to be crazy to think, that I'm going to stay here with you." I rolled my eyes at him, "You can find your own way home." I turned and left him.
Pissed off, I opened the car door, and slammed it, as I sat down. I went to lean back in the seat. But the seat was still back from when we had had sex. As I fell back into the seat, my eyes filled with tears. Crying like a baby I laid in the car. How had the best night of my life, turned into the worst?
All that I keep thinking throughout this whole flight
Is it could take my whole damn life to make this right.