Disclaimer: I do not own Wizards of Waverly Place, nor am I affiliated with Disney Channel in any way. However, I do own the original characters featured in this story.

Author's Note: Rated M for language and mature situations.

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Casey's P.O.V

I left for work, kissing Justin on the way out the door. I headed to my house and smiled as my mom waited in the car. Sliding into the passenger's seat, I looked out the window and sighed, wishing I was back with him.

Work was easy, as always. A lot of girls came in, drinking coffee and texting on Sidekicks. Stupid 15 year olds. Especially the girls who come here - always trying to impress any employee that was there. Unless it was Justin, it took a lot to impress me.

I rolled my eyes and continued my work, organizing the jeans by brand and washes, ringing up purchases, and helping other customers that weren't in the store to check out guys and smell the store's unique cologne in the air.

I set up the ladder and climbed to the top, setting a pair of boot cut jeans in the proper location when I heard someone's voice a good six feet below me. I looked down and smiled at an older girl, most likely seventeen years old.

She showed me a white hoodie with the store's logo written in light blue on the front. "Do you have this in a small?". The hoodie was a medium. I looked around the area and saw only mediums and larges.

Frowning, I continued to look, but no luck. "I'll be right back". I went to the backroom and checked the inventory and found several small hoodies and brought one out front. Handing it to her, I smiled, "Here you go".

She smiled from ear to ear and gasped, "Thank you so much! I've been waiting forever to get this hoodie!". She went to the counter and waited as I rang up the purchase. "You know, you're pretty cool. All the other guys who work here are always checking out the girls, but you actually do more work than observations".

I laughed, "Well thanks, I do take pride in my work". She smiled and opened her purse, handing me a ten dollar bill. Handing her the receipt, I put the hoodie in one of the store's shopping bags and handed it to her as well.

"Thanks again. Hey, maybe we could, you know--hang out sometime".

I nodded, "Yeah that'd be cool. You know where to find me". She smiled and left the store. I smacked myself in the head, frowning. What was I thinking? I shook my head and went back to restocking and reorganizing.

Finally, my coworker for the day, Stephanie came in and checked herself in. Putting her belongings in the staff room, she greeted me and began her work. "What took you so long?", I asked, laughing.

"Family emergency. You'd think that if you choke on a chicken wing the first time because you forgot to pull the bone out of your mouth, you'd be more careful the second time", she said, shaking her head.

I laughed, pulling some shirts from one rack and putting them on their appropriate one. "You know the boss is coming in today, right?"

"Yeah", she said, groaning, "I hate when she comes in. She always has something to say about how we run the store, no matter how fantastic we're doing it".

I nodded in agreement, "If she thinks she can do better, I'd like to see it".

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I finally left work and headed back to Justin's house. He sat on the couch in the living room, watching television. He didn't seem to hear me come in, so I snuck behind him, being as quiet as I could. I was five inches away when he laughed.

"You're not as stealthy as you think you are". Damn. I vaulted over the couch and sat in his lap, kissing his cheek. He smiled and kissed me back on the lips. "How was work?"

"Eh, kind of boring like usual. At least I'm getting paid", I said, smiling faintly. "What did you do while you waited for me?"

He shrugged his shoulders, "This". He reached for the remote and flipped through the channels, "Oh, by the way, before I forget - my cousin's coming over tomorrow. You wanna meet him?"

"I guess, since I'm going to be here anyway". He nodded and turned back to the television, "So, you wanna leave now or what?"

He raised an eyebrow, "To go where?"

"My house", I laughed, "Remember? I promised that I'd bring you to my house after work".

"Oh yeah, I forgot all about it. Yeah we can go now".

When we got to my house, he was amazed from the moment he walked through the door. The house was furnished in modern day décor; leather couches, high definition plasma television, surround sound, the latest video game consoles, etc.

I brought him to my room, which was a little bigger than his. When you first walk in, the bed was in front of you. To the right was a nightstand with a drawer. On the wall furthest right was a window and next to it was a desk and a computer on it. On the same wall as the door was a plasma TV, a little smaller than the one in the living room.

My room was decorated with band and video game posters, the ceiling fan; black and white. He looked around the room as I opened the window behind the nightstand and the window next to the desk. A cool breeze rushed into my room, taking the summer humidity with it.

I leaned against the desk and smiled as he looked at every poster. "You like?", I asked, moving over to him. Standing behind him, I held him by the waist and leaned my chin on his shoulder. "I mean, it's nothing special, just a whole bunch of my favorite things".

He nodded, "No, I like your room. I like your whole damn house", he laughed. He turned to face me and his smile faded a little bit. "Listen, tomorrow when my cousin gets here, don't hang around him for too long. He's gay, and no doubt that if I love you like this, he'll like you too. He's got amazing tastes in everything, so don't let him do anything. I have to go somewhere with my mom, Alex and Max won't be home until 3pm, but my dad will be there".

I kissed him and smiled, "I didn't know you were the jealous type". I could see in his eyes that he was serious. "I'm just kidding. I won't let him do anything, I promise. Besides, I graduated from a Krav Maga class in Sydney. I can take care of myself".

"What's Krav Maga?", he asked, laughing at the name.

"Self defense". I turned away from him, holding his hands, his arms around my waist. "By the way, how do you know if he'll even try anything?"

He leaned forward and kissed my neck. "Because…you're sexy and he'll do anything to steal you from me".

"Oh yeah, like I'll let him even touch me like you do". I turned to face him again and backed him up against the door. "Why don't you remind me what it is you do that makes me stay with you?"

He grinned and pushed me onto the bed, climbing on top of me. He unbuttoned his shirt but stopped when he realized something. "Where are your parents?"

I smiled, "My dad's at work and my mom is at her friend's house. We should be alone for a few hours".

He smiled and continued his work. By the time he finished, we were both in our boxers, laying side by side on the bed. He looked over at me and frowned. "Is this the only thing I do that makes you stay with me?"

"Of course not. You're smart, sexy, talented, and you're all mine". I kissed him and rubbed his chest, my eyes going from his thighs to his crotch. His body was amazing.

He smiled, and I could tell what I said was good enough for him. He looked over again and raised an eyebrow. "Don't you want to know what makes me love you?"

I sat up, crossing my legs and focused my attention on him. "Okay. What makes you love me?"

He did the same, and smiled at me, looking into my eyes. "You're amazing. Your personality is the best, you're handsome, very good at sex, uhm…you're just perfect to me".

He leaned forward, holding me by the neck, pressing his lips to mine. He went to move on top of me, but we both forgot how close I was to the edge of the bed. I fell off, Justin on top of me, and hit the floor, my head slamming onto the carpet.

For a carpeted floor, it wasn't as soft as it could be. He panicked and picked me up, putting me on the bed. I rubbed my head, feeling lightheaded suddenly. "Oh my God, Casey, are you okay?"

I sucked my teeth and frowned, "Yeah I think". I rubbed my head again and looked at my hand. No blood. That was a good sign. Small headache though. He hugged me, his hands around my waist.

"I am so sorry, I didn't mean for that to happen". He kissed my head and sighed.

"Babe, I'm fine. Thanks though", I said, smiling. We both stared into each others eyes for what seemed to be forever.

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The next morning, I woke up with Justin's hand on my crotch. He was still asleep, snoring lightly. I could tell his hand wasn't there unintentionally, so I left it there and turned the television on. It was later in the morning, around 10:30am.

I shook Justin lightly, his eyes opened slowly and darted to me. He smiled and yawned, sitting up as he started to stretch. "What time is it?"

"10:30am"

He nearly jumped off the bed. He panicked, looking around for the clock to see for himself. He smacked himself in the head. "Casey, my cousin's coming at 11am! I need to get home, shower, get ready, holy shit there is no way I'm gonna be ready in time. He might as well already be there".

I laughed, "Justin. You can shower here, put your clothes on, get home, and change. You'll be fine".

He smiled and kissed me, darting for the bathroom. When I heard the water run, I climbed out of bed and went over to my closet, getting my own clothes ready.

I got a pair of black skinny jeans, a red Hurley shirt with a black long-sleeved undershirt, and black-on-white low top Converses. Getting a pair of gray plaid boxers and black ankle socks, I threw them on the bed and leaned against the wall outside the bathroom door.

Justin came out with a towel around his waist and jumped when he saw me, clenching the towel where it was. I grinned and walked past him, into the bathroom. "Always a pleasure".

I met Justin back at his house and we both sat on the couch, waiting for his cousin to arrive. He came about ten minutes later, Justin nearly jumping off the couch to greet him. I stayed were I was and watched TV until Justin summoned me over to them.

I vaulted over the couch and gazed at his cousin, trying my hardest not to let my mouth drop. Justin smiled, "Casey, this is Jesse. Jesse, this is Casey". He held out his hand and smiled at me. I shook his hand and smiled back. Justin sent him to the guest room to unpack.

When the coast was clear, I almost laughed. "Holy shit! He looks just like Zac Efron!"

He nodded, "I know. Remember what we talked about". He pulled me close to him, kissing me passionately. He held me tight, a sign to remember our love. I had no intention of forgetting that.

Like Justin said, he had to leave with his mom, so I laid on the bed in his room and played video games. It didn't take long for Jesse to knock on the door and keep me company.

He sat on the bed and watched as I committed unnecessary crimes in a very popular video game. "So, how long have you known Justin?".

"A few weeks, just about", I replied, focusing on the game.

"Have you guys done it yet?"

As if it was any of his business. I decided to play along, so I just raised an eyebrow. "What are you talking about?"

"Oh come on", he said, "I'm not blind. It's obvious you and Justin are going out. I mean, damn. You can practically see it in his eyes. That, and I'm very good at reading people".

I laughed, "Oh yeah? What am I saying now?"

He returned the laugh and smiled faintly, "You want me to fuck off".

I raised an eyebrow. "Wow, you are good at reading people".

He grinned and stood up, climbing on the bed. He kneeled over me, making me freak out a little. I was ready to knee him in the crotch, before he leaned forward and kissed me. "How about I fuck you instead?"

I decided to be nice. "Whoa, buddy. One, we just met; two, I don't like you like that; and three, I'm dating Justin".

"Come on, he doesn't have to know. Just me and you. Besides, mine's bigger than his".

I laughed, "Justin was right. You would do anything to steal me from him. Now, get off me before I take something you will miss".

He smiled, "Sorry baby. My virginity is long gone, and I don't miss it that much".

I shot him a sarcastic look. "You have three seconds to get off of me". As I started from three, he took his shirt off. Two; he unbuttoned his jeans. One; he was kissing me again.

As I expected, he was stronger than I was, and pinned me down with his arms. I turned myself and rolled over, so I was on top of him. He grinned, "I didn't know you liked it on top".

I groaned and climbed off him, leaving the room. Leaning against the wall, I sighed, rubbing my forehead. Oh my God. I don't believe I actually liked that. Ugh, he's just so…sexy. But no, I love Justin, not him. He's just so…sexy. Damn it, what was I thinking?

I turned back and opened the door, uttering a confused, yet disturbed sound effect. Jesse was on the bed in his boxers, his arm behind his head, smiling at me. Dear Jesus, what part of no did he not understand? I rolled my eyes and leaned against the door. "Listen. I don't know if you're slow or hard of hearing. I am not going to do anything with you. Ever".

He got off the bed and walked over to me, smiling faintly. His body was insane. Visible six pack, incredible V-lines, awesome legs…damn it. What was I doing? He stood an inch away from me, looking into my eyes. He smelled like the best body spray ever created.

He didn't say anything for a little while. He smiled again and held me by the waist. "I can tell you want to be with me. To feel my body, to have me on top of you, to make you feel better than anyone else had made you feel. But I can tell you like Justin too. You fall in love easily, don't you?"

I nodded, mesmerized by his gorgeous blue-green eyes. I was so confused. I loved Justin so much, but I wanted Jesse so bad. He seemed like the intense boy; wild in bed. "I--but I love Justin".

He nodded. "I know. But what do you want more? A loving relationship, or a romantically intimate one?"

I frowned looking down. He lifted my chin up, locking my eyes in place with his. "I--I don't--Jesse, I really love Justin. Please don't make me--". I was cut off by his lips against mine. I didn't even want to fight him. I knew it was so wrong, but my mind didn't let me think straight.

It was like he was controlling me. Justin didn't say he was a wizard, so I knew it wasn't physical magic…this was free will. He pulled my shirt off, tossing it on the computer chair. I started moaning out disagreement noises, making him break the kiss and look at me.

"Jesse, no. I'm sorry, I can't. I admit, you're amazing - you're eyes, your body, you. It's just, I can't. I love Justin way too much to do this to him". I grabbed my shirt and put it back on, sitting on the bed. I dropped my head into my hands and sighed. I wanted Jesse so bad, but--I had no idea what I wanted. I wish I never met Jesse.

He sat next to me, his arm around me, holding me close. "Can you at least…sleep with me? We don't have to have sex, just…lay in bed with me". He looked me in the eyes again, giving me a warm smile, with pleading eyes. "Please?".

I sighed and nodded. "Okay, fine". He took my hand and led me to the guest room. He left the air conditioner on, so it was really cold in the room. I kicked off my sneakers and undressed to my boxers.

I climbed into the bed with him, his head close to mine. I just looked up at the ceiling, trying to maintain the neutral mood. I felt his hand go across my chest, his fingers heading south, to my sensitive area. I tried to speak, but my throat was dry. I just watched him, unable to do anything.

His touch was god-like, keeping me in pleasure. He smiled and kissed me, passionately, his tongue dancing with mine. I tried to fight back, but all I did was make him break the kiss. His hands were working on me, massaging my chest.

He climbed on top of me, straddling my waist. He grinned and laid on top of me, kissing me again. His body kept mine warm in the cold room, which was probably why I didn't make him move.

I felt his manhood grind against mine, his hardened shaft against my silk boxers, the feeling of both heaven and the material was enough to make me come without any sexual activity.

I jerked my head back, making him smile. I knew he knew what he just did. "You sure you still don't want me?", he asked, seductively. He breathed on my neck, sending goosebumps all over my body. "Just say the word and I'll do you".

He waited, patiently. He kissed me again, dragging his lips down to my neck. I shivered, my smile fading. "Do it".

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I couldn't believe what I did. I had sex with Justin's cousin, while I was going out with him. After Jesse finished, I locked myself in the bathroom and sat by the door, crying faintly. I can't believe myself.

I sat on the couch with Jesse, on the opposite end, my arms holding my legs close to me. Silence. He looked over. "You're mad at me, huh?"

I shook my head. "I'm not mad at you. I'm mad at me. I could have said no. But I didn't". I would have cried, but my eyes were dried up. He reached his arm out, his fingers moving slightly. He wanted me to hold his hand. Hesitating, I held my hand out and held his.

"I won't tell Justin, so you have nothing to worry about". If only that was true. He smiled faintly, making me smile back. How could I have done such a thing? Justin had been so good to me. I loved him so much, and I threw it all away. I could never tell him. It'd kill him.

Jesse moved closer to me, giving me a warm hug. "It felt good though, right?"

I sighed, "Jesse, I don't want to talk about it. I don't even want to remember it". He knew. He was doing that on purpose, the sexy jerk. I didn't even remember it. All I know is that I loved it.

I remember seeing his 9 ½ cock and I remember lots of moaning. Shut the fuck up, Casey. Stop thinking about it. It was so wrong, but I still wanted him. More. More of his body. I want him all, and I wanted him now.

Jesse let go and sat back in his original seat on the opposite end of the couch, just in time when Justin and his mom walked in. I looked over and smiled faintly. His mom went to the Sub Station while Justin sat on the armchair and asked what was wrong. Everything.

I shook my head, but sighed soon after. I took his hand and brought him upstairs. I sat with him on his bed and dropped my head into my hands, tears pouring from my eyes. He held me close, rubbing my back. "Casey, what happened?"

I couldn't even speak; my throat hurt. I tried my hardest and finally spit it out. "I--I--had…I had sex with--with Jesse".

He didn't say anything. Didn't move, didn't speak. He just kept holding me, and never let me go. I had no idea what he was thinking or feeling inside, but I knew he wasn't taking it well.

"Did he force you to?", he asked.

I shook my head, "No. He kept flirting with me and said he knew I wanted him. I let him do it. I could have said no, but I didn't". My heart broke in two telling him this. "Justin, I'm so sorry".

He kissed my neck and sighed. "It's okay". What?! I nearly jumped off the bed. Was he seriously just letting that go?

"You're not mad?", I asked, really surprised.

"Of course I'm mad. But I love you, and I still want to be with you, but how could you do that to me?". He rubbed his forehead and looked at the floor.

"Justin, I didn't mean for it to happen--I just--I didn't know what to do, it was like…he made me want it".

He shot me a look. "You said it yourself. You could have said no". I tried to speak but he just got up and headed for the door. "I need to be alone. I'll see you later".

I laid on the bed and grabbed the pillow, hugging it tight. I cried hysterically, not knowing what was wrong with me. I heard a knock on the door and quickly gathered myself, wiping my eyes. It was him.

He sat on the bed and looked over, frowning. "So what did he say?".

I glared at him and sniffled. "Jesse, just shut up".

He jumped on top of me, holding my hands down. His blue-green eyes, as gorgeous as ever locked onto mine. "Listen. You wanted it. You could have said no, but you said yes!"

I yelled back, "You knew I didn't want to! You pressured me into it. You knew and you made me want it. Now be happy: you just ruined it for me and Justin. Thanks a lot".

I pushed him off me and headed for the door. He blocked my way and smiled again, showing off his pearly whites. I groaned. What the fuck did he want from me?!

He opened the door for me and watched as I searched up and down to find Justin. I attempted to open the bathroom door, but it was locked. He was in there. "Justin, open the door".

"No".

"Justin. Open. The. Door".

"No!"

"Open the door before I kick it down". No response. "Okay, I warned you".

I jumped back and extended my leg, kicking the door open. He jumped at the sudden action, most likely surprised that I actually did it. I closed the door behind me and walked up to him. He leaned against the wall, his arms crossed.

"Justin--"

"I don't want to talk to you", he said, ready to leave. I grabbed him by the arm and pushed him against the wall nearest to me.

"Listen. I love you, so much. More than you know. I'm sorry I did what I did, and I understand if you never want to see me again. I don't care what you think about me. You can stop loving me, but I'll NEVER stop loving you".

I looked him in the eyes, tears beginning to form. He leaned forward and hugged me, my own eyes filling up as well. We ended up on the floor of the bathroom, his arm around me and my head on his chest.

He forgave me, which I didn't expect at all. I still didn't forgive myself. I don't think I ever will. I kissed him on the lips, smiling to myself. I guess I'd never know how badly we were drifting apart.

Chapter Five completed. Sorry it took so long, but it was worth it, don't you think? Leave a review!